I have never been much of a concert goer.  Maybe it was because I didn’t see my first concert until I was 18. Maybe it is that I have to be in a very specific mood for crowds. These days it probably has something to do with how sensitive I am to loud things.  I forget every time, but I always wish I had ear plugs at the movies.

The only band I have seen in concert more than once is Pearl Jam.  They were my first concert, and it was amazing.  They opened for Neil Young, which is great for when I want to sound more cool than I am.  “Yeah, my first concert was Neil Young and Crazy Horse.” No one needs to know I barely knew who Neil Young was at that point. The second time I saw Pearl Jam at the Key Arena, and Sonic Youth opened up for them.  Yeah, that doesn’t make me cool either.  I sat through Sonic Youth. If I could go back though, I would pay a bit more attention.  Actually, what I remember most from that Pearl Jam concert was that there was a small group of people off on the side of the stage.  One girl had the most awesome hair.  It was dark like mine, but there was an amazing band of red at the front.  That has been the hair I’ve wanted all my life.

Once before I took the plunge and did it.  Before you think this is no big deal, please keep in mind that when you have naturally dark hair, getting color into it isn’t easy.  It requires several processes, and is definitely not something you do by yourself at home. Several processes typically mean several dollars, however, so this hair remained a dream for a long time.

Well, until last Wednesday when I did it again. Am I too old for this nonsense, probably, but take a good look. This is my hair. This simple cut, with this hint of color.  I love it. It is me. It’s not the best picture because our lighting isn’t great, but it is the only one I will have for a while.