Chalk this one up for the record books: October 25, 2005, 7:30 p.m.
Hot Hot Heat (one of my all-time favorite bands) opens for Weezer (so sweet) and Foo Fighters (rock out!) at the Memrial Coliseum in Portland, Oregon (yeah, that's my hometown). Let me tell you, life doesn't get much better than this. Now, being on the floor and being able to really see them or being that lucky guy who happened to be sitting in the seat next to where Dave decided to sit down to battle Chris with the wicked guitar licks, or to be one of those lucky fans that were just wandering around after Weezer was apparently finished with their set and being right next to the mini-stage behind the sound booth where Rivers played "Island in the Sun"; those are all possible ways to have improved life. Considering that I'm broke and got the best seats I could afford, this concert was totally worth it. And as my roommate said as we were leaving, "I don't care how much it costs; next time, we're gonna be on the floor!" I totally wish that Hot Hot Heat had played a longer set, because, let's face it, I love them! They rock my socks off and I love being barefoot.
Of course, having this be a Tuesday night, and going to college in Walla Walla, WA (which means: 4 hours away) isn't very helpful when trying to demonstrate the life-enhancing experience that I make this out to be. Ditching work and class and traveling for 4 hours with nothing but anticipation is great. Getting out of the concert at 11:15, waiting for the MAX for half an hour, and not getting out of town until 12:30 in the morning: not so great. Driving the entire return trip while your girlfriend and roommate sleep, nearly zonking out a few times yourself, getting back at 4 in the morning, and having solid classes from 8-noon, work from noon-1, and then class again from 2-3 blows fatty-McChunks. However, I will say, it was all totally worth it!


