When Britton and I got back from our trip to the mountains, we checked our messages on the answering machine. My friend, Kelly, called to let us know that she was able to get us free tickets to the Kid Rock concert if we wanted to go. We didn’t have anything else to do, so we told her we’d meet her down there. We got ready and headed off on our bikes once again to the Stampede.

Me and my bike

When we got there, it turned out that the Weld County Sheriff, John Cooke, had the extra tickets for us. We got the hook ups! 🙂 So we asked for a picture with him.

Me, Sheriff Cooke and Kelly at the Stampede

The tickets were for standing room only, but that was fine with me. We ended up running into a lot of our friends including our friend, Al and spent most of the concert with him since Kelly and her husband already had seats outside of the standing room area.

Al and Britton at Kid Rock concert

I know a few of Kid Rock’s songs and he definitely appeals to a certain demographic that is an interesting marketing mixture of hard rock, country and rap.  I had to laugh at the crazy lyrics of one song that I had never heard before: Low Life. Do people really live like this?? Often music, like art, reflects life, so I am assuming some people must.

Here’s a little sample of the lyrics and video (turn down your speakers):

I got my Cat Scratch Fever eight-track
My best friend’s in a gun rack
I’m a lowlife
I owe everybody money
I think racist jokes are funny
I’m a lowlife
I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I’m makin’ time, I’m goin’ out
With your wife

Cuz I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife

I got kids I never seen
And their momma’s seventeen
I’m a lowlife
I take strippers out to breakfast
You can add that to my checklist
I’m a lowlife
Ahh the landlord called the rent is due
I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo
I Rock n Roll all night

Cuz I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife
I’m a lowlife

Livin’ the highlife

It’s also interesting how at concerts of the past for the slow songs people would pull out their lighters and sway to the music. Now, people pull out their cell phones! It’s quite the cultural phenomenon. I think I was one of the very few who didn’t have a cell phone. In this video you can also see the moon shining over us.

It began to rain toward the end of the concert so Britton and I saddled up our trusty bikes and headed off into the night with a moonlit backdrop and ringing ears. What a great day!