Floating genially amidst the warm swell of lax anticipation, you wait in no great hurry for things to kick in. Colorless sounds—the chatter of the crowd, the murmur of the roadies on stage—float unheralded by your ear. All at once the lights dim and your ears perk up as the band comes on. You are baited with ease, hooked from the first searing guitar line and jerked from an ocean of mundanity into a state of transient, permanent euphoria. How could it ever end?Read more...