BON JOVI

I need to send a shout-out to my sister-in-law who has opened my eyes to a whole new realm of entertainment.

You see, as an adolescent, I was exposed to KISS whose mantra is, (read in deep voice please, it will make me feel better): You wanted the best; you got the best, the hottest band in the world...KISS! *insert mad guitar playing here*

First of all, this is a typical KISS concert: rockets shoot off of guitars, Gene spits blood and flies, Paul breaks his guitar, and there are mad pyrotechnics going on throughout the whole show. At the very end of one of my very first KISS concerts KISS, of course, thanked their fans and the "KISS Army," and said something to the effect that they are here for us and because of us, they appreciate us, their fans, and that they believe in giving us a good show. They said they knew we paid good money for our tickets and they felt it would be a disservice to us for them to show up, dressed like a next door neighbor and simply stand in front of a microphone, strumming a guitar.

From that point on, I compared all concerts to KISS. Few lived up to KISS...

...until Tuesday night, that is.

...until my sister-in-law introduced me to none other than Mr. Jon Bon Jovi...and Richie Sambora!

WHOOP-WHOOP!

Folks, let me just say- WHAT A SHOW! Man alive, I swear! WOW!

I had a total blonde moment on the way to the concert, I must admit, for it was then that I realized I was going to get to see Richie Sambora that night, too! He and Bon Jovi, they're only legends, folks! And, I was going to get to lay my eyes on them, scream aloud and sing along!

I think I'm a sucker for guitar players because I don't think there is anything sexier than a man on stage holding and playing a guitar, wearing a short sleeve shirt with his bicep peeking out from underneath the sleeve. *SIGH*

Anyway, back to the concert! These are some of the thoughts that went through my head:

Stellar

Superb

HOT!

WHAT A SHOW!

ACTION PACKED, MAN!

The show was like one of those movies where you are on the edge of your seat the whole time, thoroughly engrossed in the wild ride that is in front of you, so engrossed, in fact, that you don't notice anything going on around you, the fifty thousand other people are invisible and mute, you only have eyes for what is happening right in front of you.

Bon Jovi managed to reel in the crowd. We were getting the show of a lifetime and it felt like we were a part of that show.

I am so relieved that my sister-in-law's taste for musical performers is better than her taste for football players! :) I even thought that during the concert! I thought, "For someone who likes Tom Brady, she sure does have good taste in music!" She hit the nail on the head with Bon Jovi. He's just a good guy, has endless amounts of good songs, knows how to move (let me say that again for the women folk- he knows how to moooooove, if you know what I mean).

*sigh*

Thank you sister, for taking me to Bon Jovi with you!

Oh, Oh! I almost forgot to tell you! This is part of the reason why you can't get any better than Bon Jovi:

In his song, "It's My Life," he refers to Frank (THE Frank, Frank Sinatra) in the line, "Like Frankie said I did it my way." (Very classy Mr. Bon Jovi...my sister and I ROCKED that line at your concert, thank you very much!)

And, and, oh, this brings tears to my eyes...

Do you know what song he has playing when his concert is over? Huh? Huh? Do you?

STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT....with Frank singing it!

It just doesn't get any better than that.

Bon Jovi and me, we're on the same page when it comes to Sinatra...and that's a fine place to be!