I got so amazingly and wonderfully drunk for this concert. One of the best drunks of my life, and it started in a Manhattan bar opposite the concert where the bartender asked my eighteen-year-old self what I wanted. I laughed and said a beer — when I was 18 I looked 14 — only to be amazed when he brought me a beer. Annnnnnnnnd then we were off.
Bless you, kind publican. Bless you.