Me, Flea & Halloweeeeen

The Red Hot Chili Peppers rocked the roof off of Cleveland last night. We had a ball. Flea didn't wear his customary tighty-whitey's, opting for a leotard instead. He must have been feeling that pre-winter breeze from Lake Erie. "Ah, Cleveland, city of magic...." (Randy Newman)

Do you remember when it was cool to flick your BIC, hold it in the air, close your eyes, & sway to the music like you were entranced? It was almost mandatory for songs like "Free Bird" & "Stairway to Heaven" & "Dream On." They do that with cell phones now, it's strange. My son & his g/f spent half the concert with their phones aimed at the stage, videoing the better songs. I looked around & all the kids were doin' it. The technology is really quite amazing. We went home & watched the light show all over again, huddled around his itty bitty monitor.

I'm not sure I would have wanted those things around in my younger days, when I rocked out at concerts often. Some bonehead with a camera would have recorded me falling off the balcony at Syria Mosque in Pittsburgh, at the Pink Floyd concert.