We called Tom during one of the songs. I called his housephone and Laura called his cellphone, so he got a stereophonic vicarious concertgoing experience. Perhaps he can repay me by hooking me up with illegal copies of the albums until I can afford to buy them (the band endorsed this strategy)!
Hey, man, I had fun. I've also determined that if I can go to one concert a week, that combined with my walks to campus would be a cheaper exercise plan than joining a gym. I think I sweated out twenty to thirty pounds.
