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Rocking Out...Seeing Slash in Concert

So a week ago tomorrow, my boyfriend and I went to see Slash in concert. I had no idea what I was getting myself into going to this concert. I can't say that I knew too much about Slash before this concert. All I knew was what Eliot what had told me about the guitarist from Guns n' Roses.

In getting dressed for the concert, I asked Eliot what to wear. He response was something along the lines, "Just wear what you normally wear." So I did. Not exactly the smartest move I have ever made. I pulled the top clean shirt out of the draw and a nice pair of jeans. What did I wear to a Slash concert? 1 bright pink shirt, jeans, a daisy necklace, and a pair of cute shoes. I realized the error of my ways when we got to the venue. Pretty much everyone else was wearing torn jeans, black t-shirts from bands like Metallica and Guns n' Roses. A lot of people had interesting piercings and tattoos.

Initially, I felt really awkward about being there. I thought the opening band was terrible. And then...Slash came on with Myles Kennedy. It turned out to be an awesome concert! I was kind of surprised how much I enjoyed myself. The very best part of the whole thing was seeing Eliot as happy as he was seeing his all-time favorite guitarist in person. It was great!

One last thing...I realized while at the concert that I will never be able to get away from the label of being a "nerd." Perhaps you are wondering why. This is why. During the entirety of the opening act, I was thinking about Nietszche's writings on herd mentality. All I could think about is how people seem to adopt the same or similar behaviors as those around them. My philosophy professors should be proud. Philosophy creeps into every area of my life...even going to concerts by awesome guitarists.

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