Before the Zac Brown Band concert we headed to a new to us restaurant, the Grain, for some dinner. There aren’t a ton of menu options but what they do have is pretty good.
I went with the feta, red pepper, feta and garlic pizza with no sauce and Matt ordered some Irish nachos as an app for the table. I wasn’t expecting the ‘nachos’ to actually be potatoes but as soon as I said out loud “I wonder why these are called Irish nachos?” I realized how blonde I am. Ooops. #Irishgirlfail
The Grain is right next to Fermentation Lounge so I was able to enjoy a lovely coffee porter on the patio while I ate my pizza:
Our friend Carl’s uncle is BFF with the band so he was able to walk us right to the front of the stage. That’s how we roll.
Fun Fact that I learned last night: Matt’s original proposal plan was to get Zac Brown involved with popping the question through Carl’s connections but Matt was too impatient to wait. While it would have been super cool and awesome to have Mr. Chicken Fried involved, I am happy that I wasn’t a crying, blubbering fool in front of a whole civic center of country folk. Also, my proposal was pretty awesome as is
Ok, back to the Zac Brown Band concert. They put on an awesome show. They played all my favs…except Whatever It Is, which was sad. But I got over it. Even the cover songs were fantastic: Devil Went Down to Georgia, Smells Like Teen Spirit, and Sweet Emotion. As a super, duper, giant Aerosmith fan I loved every note. But the best part of the show was the encore.
After the first encore song, John Hopkins, the bass player and FSU alum, grabbed the mic and said “If you guys were around Bullwinkles in 1994 you have probably heard me play this before“, then started playing Metallica “Sandman“ as he ripped off his flannel shirt to reveal his Florida State shirt. Yep, it was a venue full of very, happy Nole fans.
Of course is wouldn’t be a concert without a few obnoxious drunk fools. Specifically, the two 50 year olds dancing/groping/falling next to us and the girls in line behind me at the liquor stand who would grab every boy that walked by to tell them (in very slurred words) to tell their friend how hot she was…and when they weren’t doing that they were talking about how they need to vomit. My advice to the internet world: Don’t. Be. Those. People.
But in all seriousness, it was a great show with great friends and totally worth the ringing ears and zero sleep.
Favorite kind of music?
I listen to everything but I do think that rock and country shows are my favorite.
Favorite concert you have been to?
My first Aerosmith concert with my father in 2003.