7 p.m. Lyrics

It’s 7 p.m. and you must be lonely. You’re driving toward Seminole Hard Rock Live (1 Seminole Way, Hollywood) with a ticket that reads Rob Thomas and OneRepublic, and you’re hoping that somewhere in that audience is a person who feels the same way you do. You know, stranded, and, like, really intense in a way that you can’t describe all that well, so you just end up reiterating just how intense it is. And when you find that someone, you’re going to be with them forever and ever and ever the same.

At 7:30 p.m., the music starts and it’s like a wave of… intensity, like the sun rising out of the darkness. (Although the presence of the sun precludes darkness, you ignore this fact to retain the intensity!) And then there is that amazing someone, standing two sections over! You start running toward each other, and suddenly you realize the $40 to 70 the ticket cost from ticketmaster.com was the best $40 to 70 you’ve ever spent. The two of you keep running, and you just don’t stop. Congratulations. You’re lonely no more.
Wed., Sept. 23, 7:30 p.m., 2009