Comfortable shoes. Check.
Loop Engage earplugs. Check.
Banana bag. Check.
Myki. Check.
Pixies t-shirt. Check.
Phone charged. Check.
Bone conducting headphones. Check. (for the tram ride)
Okay. I'm doing it again. Converging with 5000 or so of my brethren who are going to celebrate at the Church of The Pixies.
Alice said it well. "Pand, THIS is our Church!"
She's right.
Concerts have changed.
I wear the earplugs now taking away about 20 decibels of noise but still being able to hear everything clearly - and your ears don't ring into the next day.
There's no point drinking anything other than water - or maybe one beer. That's all - it's a school night.
Oh, and there's chair where you can go sit down for a bit if you get tired. Because we're old. Most of the crowd are well into their 50s. But don't diss us, we know how to party!
Last night the band did the Bossonova and Trompe de Monde albums from end to end - with Here Comes Your Man and Where is my Mind? and a cover of Neil Young's Winterlong as an encore
Tonight' might be a bit busier. Tonight, they're going to get into the Surfer Rosa and Doolittle albums, as well as some of their later stuff.
It's going to go off! Again....
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