If there was one thought that kept running through my mind at the Wild Flag concert on Thursday, April 5 at the Metro, it was this:
This is the life force.
I'd been feeling a bit beat going into the evening. Not quite ready to hang up my rock & roll shoes for the night, but maybe propping them up on something.
By the time the show was over, I was exhilarated, carried out of the hall on a high--aching feet forgotten. My overwhelming feeling was: Now that keeps you young.