Yesterday, Anders and I attended the McCartney concert at Target Center. Anders loved everything about the evening from the subterranean, heated parking garage through watching the clock strike midnight on the ride home.
Anders made a sign for Paul, well for all four Beatles really. It was almost blown away as we were crossing an intersecting street on the Nicollette Mall, but a nice man caught it in stride and returned it to Anders, to the commendation of a woman crossing the street at the same time as us.
We ate at Brit's Pub, then walked to First Avenue to take a picture with the Prince Star. Many pictures and mostly wilted flowers remained there. We got in our seats across the street at Target Center by 7:30. Paul didn't start playing until about 8:50. We filled the intervening time with M&Ms and Minecraft reading on my phone.
The concert started strong with "A Hard Day's Night." The first third of the concert alternated between Beatles songs and newer songs or B sides. Anders crashed after "Temporary Secretary," the 5th song, then rallied around song 15 when Paul played "Love Me Do." He stayed awake for a long stretch, the crashed again. I could not believe that he mostly slept through a rocking "Band on the Run" and the pyrotechnic display on "Live and Let Die."
For much of Anders' sleeping time during the concert, he would wake up to clap at the end of songs and when Paul said "thank you," Anders would reply, "Your welcome!"
The best part was the "Hey Jude" sing along. Anders sang at the top of his lungs. At one point, he stood up, danced, and yelled the words, "Na, na, na, na, Hey Jude!" Anders said Paul pointed directly at him during the song and when Paul said, "You were great!" to the audience at the end, Anders treasured those words as a personal compliment to him.
He also really enjoyed "Birthday" during the encore.
My favorite parts were the circus music and lights display on "Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite" from "Sgt. Pepper's," and the "Let's Go Crazy" riff (with purple symbol) in honor of Prince. My true favorite part was watching Anders react and say things like, "Paul McCartney!" That's Paul McCartney!" "You're welcome Paul McCartney!"
This morning, we are both in rough shape. I knew Anders wouldn't sleep in and he did not disappoint. As I was half way through telling Anna about the show, Anders burst in Kramer-style and picked up the narration with the "Hey Jude" section.
It's a priceless experience that will grow in significance over the years, or even tomorrow once the tired-sweats subside.
Thursday, May 5, 2016
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