Oh, those rowdy Boston Pops fans

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Who knew Ben Folds still performed? Personally, I'd rather watch an evening with Gentle Ben.

Aw, yes. Who can forget angst-ridden, socially-aware, college-alt 90's rock? (I can). Why not have a Night at the Met featuring Toad The Wet Sprocket?

Sigh. So no Colonel Klink style monacles & shiny top hats a flyin'? Oh, well. Visions of patchouli-scented flannel bits sailing in the midst just ain't as fun.


I tease because I love.