I've always loved music and grew up seeing live shows all over Manhattan. Somehow I survived developing "musical arthritis," just listening only to bands from my youth.
In the fall of '08 I found myself seeing shows at Webster Hall three weeks in a row. I asked my friend if he thought it was the last gasp of my various mid-life crises. He said maybe, but that I should embrace it and see 50 shows in my 50th year.
The rest, as they say, is insanity...
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