Well Mai Tai,
Your mother and I were in quite a conundrum last Friday. We bought tickets to go see Dead Can Dance and had fully been planning on taking you to the show. By the time you are reading this you are probably familiar with Dead Can Dance but just in case... they are awesome. They're a band I kind of grew up on with all my friends. I saw them for the first time in the early 90s. In the early 2000's we took a road trip from Ohio to New York to see them at Radio City Music Hall. So needless to say I'm a pretty big fan. In fact I played a lot of their stuff while you were still growing in Mommy and this song here is one of our favorites to dance to during Daddy and Maya time.
But as the time for the show approached we got nervous. Should we be taking a 4.5 month old baby to a concert? It was at an outside ampitheater and their music is sometimes classified at neo-classical so... We decided to go through with it even though we felt like rotten parents on the drive there.
Those feelings quickly vanished as we walked in to them playing Rakim.
As the song crescendoed it was time to protect those tiny eardrums.
Yup. There are some crazy people at concerts. Especially 20 years after a "gothic band" was in their prime.