It turns out that my favorite band of all time, The Eagles, will be playing in my humble little town in November. Now normally to see bands of that caliber, we Ozarkians have to travel to St. Louis, Kansas City, or Little Rock. But my alma mater is unveiling a brand new and supposedly pretty much amazing arena in November, and The Eagles are sort of kicking things off to showcase that yes, Springfield can handle the big time.
So naturally, I was ridiculously excited when I learned that my band would be playing. Several years ago, I developed this list of things I wanted to do before 40. Seeing The Eagles live was one of the items on that list, and one that I felt confident would never come to pass.
Here’s the catch – tickets are priced as high as the Eagles egos. The “cheap seats” are $125, which, to be honest, seems insane to sit and watch four old guys stumble around a stage for a couple of hours. Those old guys happen to be songwriting and harmonizing geniuses. I probably don’t want to go alone, which means I’d have to find someone either willing to pay that much to see the band, or would have to just get two tickets and make someone go with me.
So it’s a tough call for me – do I spend what I consider to be an outrageous amount of money for a concert and take what will probably be my only chance to see the greatest American band of all time (yeah, I went there!), or do I crank up the iPod to my Eagles playlist and sit outside the arena rocking out in my car on the night of the concert?
