I never really considered myself as an uber fan of the Gin Blossoms. But their songs have been part of my formative years, and I’ve always had a crush on Robin Wilson’s voice.
Still, I was disappointed that I was missing out on their concert. Personal budget cuts do not allow for such expenses these days, as opposed to the time when I could buy two Jason Mraz tickets without blinking (much).
So when I heard that the band was going to be in Eastwood Mall for a live performance, I didn’t hesitate to grab the opportunity to see them. I already knew I wasn’t going to buy the CD for the autograph signing (budget cuts, remember?), but hearing them live would be pretty awesome.
The crowd was big enough to know that there were still plenty of people who appreciated the band and their music. Mostly were yuppies, still in their work attire. Others were young families, parents who were taking their kids to listen to a band they grew up listening to. It wasn’t the screaming kind of crowd, which was a nice break.
I was able to secure a spot on the left-hand side of the stage (right, if you’re standing on the stage). There were two guys in front of me, but since the crowd wasn’t the manic kind, I had no trouble seeing the band or taking photos. The event was advertised for 6:30 PM, but the band came onstage a little past 8 PM.