On Tuesday I flew up to Brisbane to take my Dad to see Fleetwood Mac.
We are both big fans, and it was a great opportunity to slide in some major brownie points leading into Christmas. After watching review after review assuring us all band members were alive and vertical, I was pretty sure we were in for a good show.
What I didn’t know was that I was also about to be served up a life lesson for the road.
Right, so the first important thing to note were our seats. I did not scrimp on the tickets and went for the ‘gold’ section (can you hear that? They’re my Brownie Points clocking over), which meant that we were privy to every facial expression, every private glance, and every backstage tantrum that went down both onstage and off. Unlike most big concerts, we weren’t squinting at lego figures on stage, nor trying to take it in via a huge LED blowup screen. We were inside the show.
This made the whole experience magical. I felt like getting a secret view into the life of a rock star. Instead of noticing his grey hair and drooping chin from afar, I was rather metres away from Lindsay Buckingham’s *still* sexy dance moves and freakishly fast fingers on the guitar. Instead of seeing her limp across the stage with her bung hip, I was able to view Stevie shaking out her long blonde hair backstage as she threw on a top hat and heels.
I saw the biker boots of Christine McVie, the hi-fives from John McVie, and the wild drumming of Mick Fleetwood. It was like watching rock ‘n’ roll legends play it out in my own private petrie dish. And it was through this proximity that I made the shocking realisation: these sexagenarians were so, SO much cooler than me.
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I am 42 and go to every concert on offer and hang out in the mosh pit with 20yr olds and 70yr olds. I cannot understand why, at 27, this was a new/re-newed experience for the author. I buy stupid crazy things I don't need just because I want them (and at 40+ finally have money to burn!). I holiday and buy shoes and clothes I'm only going to wear once. I have way too many toys and watch all the teen movie franchises. This is what it means to be middle aged: think like you're 20, act like your 20, earn like your 40. Stop living by the clock and social expectations and just live!
of course they're cooler than you , they're Fleetwood Mac.