Granger, his friend Justin and I went to see The Man in concert. He played for over two hours straight, without a break. We were in the standing-room-only area right in front of the stage, maybe five people back; we could see everything beautifully.
The boys stood as if entranced; Granger remarked about how old he looked and I could only nod. The pit got too crowded, pushy and hot for me midway through, so I pushed my way out to the back of the floor where people my age were laughing and spinning and drinking and hollering and singing out loud.
I danced my ass off.