A Night With the Piano Man

Okay, so this post is a couple of days late, but better late than later, right? So Sam and I headed to the "Garden" on Thursday evening to see Billy Joel. We had both had long days and to go to this concert began feeling like almost a burden rather than something really exciting. It's hard to get really excited about spending a night out when you just have to come home, go to sleep and get up and go to work the next morning. We half-contemplated selling our tickets outside of the venue and heading home. But for some reason, once we stood under the lights of the Garden marquis, we both got excited!

We headed inside to our nosebleed seats. I knew that we didn't have "good" seats, but I never would have guessed that we would be in the absolute LAST row! Luckily we were to the side of the stage and not directly across from the stage, which seemed much farther away. It was exciting. I've seen Billy Joel in concert with Elton John but there is something to be said for having tickets to night 3 of 12 (and counting) of his first solo tour in SEVEN years. And it's always nice to see an event at Madison Square Garden.

Billy played all of my favorite songs. He was funny and is amazingly talented. He's got a lot of energy for a 60+ year-old man. I was impressed. I sang to almost every song to the point that I was beginning to lose my voice. I'm so glad that we decided to go and didn't sell our tickets, as tempting as making $500 would have been.

I must give out thanks to my co-worker Karen, who doesn't read this (because my work people don't know I have a blog), for selling us her two extra tickets. What a memorable night!

We got home @ 11:30 pm or so (not too terribly late) and were able to get up easily the next morning.