Eric and I joined my brother, Kurt (and 18,000 other Jack Johnson fans) at the Sandstone Amphitheater in Kansas City last Friday night, for a perfect outdoor summer concert. And yes, Jack sang my favorite song: Banana Pancakes.It had downpoured just moments before we arrived, so the grassy area where the majority of people were sitting, was a soggy, muddy mess. In a rare moment of brilliance though, I had remembered to pack some 97¢ plastic rain ponchos we've had in our closet for 10 years. They were the perfect seating solution: water-resistant, compact & disposable. If we'd only had the foresight to bring a gross of trash bags with us – we could have sold them for $5 each and made thousands.
One other interesting note from the evening: smoke. This being an outdoor venue, many folks took the opportunity to fill the air and everyone else's lungs with their smoking device of choice - cigarettes, cigars, and weed (surely not at a Jack Johnson concert!) And oddly enough, the smell of marijuana was practically pleasant compared to the world's largest cigar that was lit 5 feet in front of us. Buddy, come on... some of us are trying to breathe here.
Aside from asphyxiation, it was a great concert. Thanks to Kurt for getting the tickets, and thanks to Charles & Laura for watching our kids that night in Lawrence so we could go!
