I got all excited when I heard that Paul McCartney was coming to town. Sure he's put out some pretty mediocre music in the last thirty years since Wings broke up, but there have also been a few gems in there ("My Brave Face" ranks up there with the best of his 70's solo stuff). Plus, you know, he was in that Beatle group.
And then I went and forgot that tickets went on sale this morning. And while the show is not yet sold out, the cheapest remaining ticket is $277 a pop, which puts it firmly out of my price range. Fuck.
Oh well, I guess I'll just have to console myself with The New Pornographers. And The National. And maybe Arcade Fire, if that one hasn't sold out already too.
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