Just going through the site after putting a new theme on it and started digging through the old Nitro scene material. Hard to believe almost twenty years have passed. I’m forty years old now with six and nine year old kids. Got a real job and everything. How did I get so old?
I was a kid back then and some of the writing clearly demonstrates that. What can I say? Follies of youth and all that. What I can say is that the sincerity is and always was there. While I’m older and wiser these days, I wouldn’t change any of it. I surely don’t regret any of it. Spectacular times and indelible memories.
Like a dream come true, Hum has reunited for a reunion tour. Thanks to a Facebook post by The Old Rock House, Traci was able to snag tickets to this wondrous event. Hum was and still is one of my favorite bands. I first heard them back in 1995 when MTV still played music videos. It was the video for Stars. I bought You’d Prefer an Astronaut and knew as soon as I heard Little Dipper that I was in love with this band’s sound. My best friend and I drove to see them in Cincinnati back in 1998 and they were awesome. They were just as good this time around too. Just incredible. I also got to talk to Tim Lash for a moment after the show which was really cool. Cell phone-quality pictures follow. “Stars” video follows that.
So we packed up the kids on Thursday night, August 6th, and we headed off to Chicago, Illinois. We were going to Lollapalooza of course, but this time would be different for us. We were taking the whole family, including the kids. We take the kids lots of places but we’ve never taken them to a show before and definitely not one of this duration and magnitude. I knew it would be a little challenging but I also figured it would be pretty cool to do together.
So after an hour or so delay due to a slow leak in one of our tires we were off for Chicago. That trip went okay but I was very tired on the way up. Traci and I switched off on the driving and eventually we made it there. After arriving in Chicago we circled the same block about five times until we finally figured out where our hotel was. We stayed at the Hotel Burnham in Chicago’s “loop” area. The doorman was really helpful, especially at 1:30 am; we needed the help. The hotel valet parked our car and we crashed in the room. We really enjoyed the hotel; I’d recommend it to others.
My job is to make sure that, as President, people understand that in this country you can worship any way you choose. And I'll take that a step further. You can be a patriot if you don't believe in the Almighty. You can honor your country and be as patriotic as your neighbor.