In Texas, we’re no strangers to Hurricanes. Hell, I had a baby in one of them. We all have our strong opinions about what to do when you have one coming at you, but all in all, when it comes storms and the drinks, we don’t play. Check it.
I may or may not have mentioned here that earlier this summer I took my niece, her friend and Harry to a One Direction concert. (Clearly, I think it’s important to take children to see quality live music in their formative years. Harry’s first concert was The Wiggles.) And I should know better…says me, the person whose parents had the foresight to take me to see Elvis for my first concert when I was one. One Direction on the other hand, well, you know, what it lacked in long-view cultural relevancy, it made up for in its sheer volume of tweens screaming, resulting in its sheer volume. It was a whole scene. But really nothing like the scene at ACL Fest this weekend.