Scar Tissue

I still can't comprehend 
last night.
My mind is forever blown.
Fucking perfect.
So perfect.


Red Hot Chili Peppers.
In concert.
Live. 
Like, I was in the same 
place as them.
Watching them.
Singing along
and dancing
and being.


Flea and I are hair twins!
Anthony Kiedis took his shirt off.
Chad Smith hung from the lights.
They danced.
They improvised.
They shredded.


They played some of my 
favorite songs.


Californication, Soul to Squeeze, Dani California, Under the Bridge, The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie,
Give It Away, I Like Dirt, Look Around, Otherside, Can't Stop, By the Way, and more.
And it was so good.


It's incredibly powerful to have a room full of people
singing Under the Bridge. It's downright moving...


This was one of the best nights I will ever have.


It was a truly religious, spiritual experience
(I'm not even joking).
This is a band I was raised on.
I band I've liked since pretty much conception.
I have listened to them forever,
I have adopted them as one of my favorite bands,
it's one of the things my dad and I have in common.
My life got a little more complete seeing them for real.
Hearing them for myself.
This band I have known forever, this band I will love forever.


I just can't get over it.


This means more to me than I can convey in words.
It's hard to describe.


There's a lot of meaning buried in their songs.
It's like the epitomizing moment of my life.


I'm crossing over into some better plane.
Through a fabulous band.
They mean so much to me.