After seeing Obama speak, I took the only logical next step. I made pasta salad. We had to make some food for the other big event of the day -tailgating for and then attending Jack White at Red Rocks Amphitheater. Dani made several delicious batches of Sangria the night before. We were meeting some great folks from the best bar in the world for a pre-concert party featuring chicken sausages, fried sweet potatoes, avocado bacon pasta salad and a decent dose of booze. It was an interesting crowd getting ready for the rock and roll- hippies, families, hipsters, punk rockers and elderly.
Overall a great great feel. We missed the opener. But its my belief that if you make to the opening band, you're not trying hard enough. After some brief run ins with security regarding our camera and my inability to hide it in my pants, we made it into the amphitheater. Not before a full on molestation from a Samoan bouncer of course. Our seats were twenty rows behind our friends' so right before the show started, we snuck down and hung out with them for the whole show. It was absolutely fantastic. PURE Rock and Roll. Jack White got soul. He had a band of 6 seriously B.A. women backing him up. Them babes could rock. He played some old stuff and some awesome new stuff. And yes Susan, he played "I Can Tell That We Are Gonna Be Friends" and we thought of you the whole time.
This morning was a little rough, but I absolutely cannot describe how fun my first Red Rocks show was. Thank you Dani for the present. I love you.
miss and love you all.
d&t



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