Catching up. Seriously. It Ain’t Like That.
It’s been exactly three weeks, but the first concert in which I ever wore earplugs was Nov. 16, the return of Alice In Chains to the Cotillion Ballroom in Wichita.
I bring up the earplugs not only because the show was outstanding, and I didn’t even pay for it in head pain for a subsequent four days, but because it’s an example of my burgeoning maturity. And, by the same token, Alice In Chains has matured as well.
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