Boston Dispatch #4 – Another Short One

Fenway. I went there tonight; not for a game, mind you. For a charity concert. Besides being a wicked conversationalist and a lovely woman, Mel also has what the kids call the ‘Hook Up’. She got us ticket to see a concert called ‘Hot Stove, Cool Music’ at Fenway Park. Before arriving, I’ll be honest, I was more excited about being at Fenway that I was to be at the show. Buffalo Tom was headlining, for godsake! But the opening acts made it totally worth it. The opener was Ben Kweller, who, I’m sure we’ll all agree, rocks like a force-five hurricane. Then came Julianna Hatfield…then Dennis ‘friggin’ Leary! It was awesome.

It was honestly down hill after that. A band comprised of several Red Sox played a bunch of country-billy covers and Buffalo Tom was mediocre, as they’ve always been. The highlights were really the insane bids being made by members of the audience for jerseys, shoes and boxes seats autographed or occupied by Red Sox. I’m not kidding…I saw a man bid sixteen thousand dollars for four seats sitting in the general manager’s box with the man himself. Yes, yes, yes it was for charity and we were all drinking but what kind of mofo is rolling around with that sort of excess capital just waiting to throw it down at such an event. It was humbling while at the same time sick and wrong. Perhaps that’s just the Marxist in me…

Ok, it’s time for bed. Did I mention I’m kicking it solo on a hardwood floor…and I miss my wife? I know I should be thankful for having a floor (and a roof) as well as a lovely, understanding wife…I just wish she was here right now…along with our bed. Man, that would rock…

Night…

S.