Jackassalope

A.A. Bondy in P-Town

Last night I went to see A.A. Bondy play in the trendy Mississippi St. area of Portland. The experience reminded me of two things.

1. I totally dig the indie folk vibe when it comes to music.
2. Having two kids makes you really old, really fast.

The opening acts started at 9 p.m., which after a long week at work already seemed a little late. Regardless, some friends (who also have kids) and I showed up at the Mississippi Studios, only to find that there were only a handful of seats in the entire place. The whiny D-bag inside of me started to sing.

Shortly after the first act, I was already drained from standing around. It was at this moment that I realized how old I felt. Don't get me wrong. The entire crowd was in their late 20s and early 30s, so I fit right in on the outside. But on the inside...yup, this guy has turned into a party animal Nancy pants.

Shortly after the second act, my dogs were barking. I'm talking full on yapper-dog barking. Not even the micro brews could distract me. I kept thinking, "man, this music is good. But it would be so much better if I were sitting down." Check that, I actually kept saying those words out loud much to my friend's displeasure.

And halfway through A.A. Bondy, who was fantastic by the way, my Saucony Courageous sneakers weren't making me feel courageous anymore. I left before the show was completely over.

Last night, I discovered my limit for standing in bar at 29-years-old while listening to music; three hours. I used to get dropped onto the top of a mountain by helicopter, hike 2 miles to put out a forest fire, sleep over night without provisions, and walk the remaining 4 miles out in the morning without breaking a sweat, but at the ripe old age of 29; three hours of standing in a bar was too much. Like I said, having kids ages you quickly.

Finally, I've got to give Donnie a shout out for his music suggestions. Good stuff. Despite being an old man, I had a great time.