Foo Fighters, or HoMD #23

My voice is hoarse. My ears are ringing. I feel like I could do anything right now.

All because the Foo Fighters put on a damn good show.

The Foos played for over two hours, and we had good seats — the Foos were about the height of my hand. The Husband declared them the extended-song-ending musicians par excellence. I yelled and screamed and sang and wore my combat boots. Definitely a fun evening.

Through the miracle of time travel (or me cheating on when this was posted), photos from the show are available on the Foo Fighters’ blog.

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