A G3 hangover

The wife and I went to see G3 play last night in Atlanta. For a review of the show, you'll have to wait until Monday for my article at Faster Than The World.

This was actually my first time in Atlanta, so we had some interesting times getting to the show. We stayed at the Airport Hilton which is about five to seven miles from the venue. But the directions (thank you, Google Maps) weren't the best and never having been there before, made it that much more difficult. We found a place to park (more on that later) and walked to where we thought the venue was. Apparently, we misread the street signs and had to hustle to get to the theater.

We had purchased "GOLD" level passes which basically amounted to getting good seats and getting a geeky laminate thing to wear around your neck (which we dutifully did). The e-mail we got with our ticket purchase said to arrive 15 minutes before door time and we'd get in early. So that's why we hustled to get there. But it turns out that the early show time deal is only for general admission shows. We got our seats the same time as everyone else.

If you live in the Southeast and have never been to a show at The Tabernacle in Atlanta, you really need to go. It's a converted church and is a really great atmosphere. You have a floor level and two balconies, but the way the building is laid out, there is not a bad seat in the club. Because of the size, it is very loud and, yes, I brought ear plugs.

Toward the end of the show, I began to wonder if the parking garage we parked in closed. And, if so, what time they did. So, after the show, we walked back -- finding our way a bit better -- and getting to the garage. Sure enough, they did close, but right as we were walking up, someone was leaving. It was a security guard. We were able to ask here what we needed to do -- go see the overnight security guard -- and we got right out. It was quite lucky to get there right then and see the exiting guard, because otherwise we would have had no idea what to do.

Great night, long show, and we screamed ourselves silly. Guess I'm not too old after all.