It was weird. Call it a temporary lapse in judgement if you like. As a pastor, I can’t afford too many of those.
I haven’t been to a rock and roll concert since 1972. As a hippy, concerts used to be a regular part of my lifestyle. I saw ZZ Top. I saw Peter Frampton and Humble Pie with my good friend Lewis…and the list goes on and on. But as I said, I haven’t been since college. No time…no interest…no longer reflects my values.
BUT, I saw that the Rolling Stones are going to be in Raleigh on July 1st, so I checked into it. Would I have really gone? I’m not sure…but the thought crossed my mind. After all, they’re legends. The second greatest live pure rock and roll band in the world. (The Beatles, of course, were first. Hush…don’t argue with me.) So anyway, I went online to look at tickets. $200 for the cheap seats, $6000 for the best seats, and $900 to $1500 for decent seats.
That went right by you, didn’t it? I said $900 to $1500 for a decent seat to see four aging rockers. It took that to jolt my memory about what was so disturbing about rock and roll in the early days. As hippies we were trying to escape materialism, while most of the people making the music defining our generation were making a fortune on us.
The lesson is simple: Be sure that those to whom you allow access to your life actually have your values and don’t just say what you want to hear because they want something from you. Boom. There it is.
So I have decided to say no to the Stones. If I want to see an aging rocker, I can look in the mirror.