After finally seeing them in concert, I have a newfound interest in DMB.

As I type this, Dave is gouging out his eyeballs.

It’s all good.  Rachel understands.  We’re ok with being 20 years behind the trend.  They are amazing in concert… That’s all I can say.  That isn’t even the 24 oz. Lonestars I drank all weekend speaking.  They were actually really, really good.

I have decided that Dave Matthews is totally the sort of guy I would grab a beer with.  Which is pretty much my standard for whether I like you or not, period.