Pumped Up Concert

We were invited to attend Foster the People on my nephews birthday. Or as I call them Monster the Peep Hole. It's probably been ten years since I've been to a concert that you're smashed up against someone's sweaty body who you don't know. I think the older you get the more you need some personal space. We had a lot of fun and came out of it with a lot of respect for Mark Foster and a desire to attend more concerts (enjoyed from a safe distance from the pit next time).




Trying to look "hipster". I think the blue haired guy showed us up.




Pre-concert.




Squished! We got to know each other on a new level.