Saturday night’s show was one of the most amazing concerts I’ve ever attended. Paul sounded phenomenal. 67? Sounded more like 27. There’s only thing that could’ve made the show better: being in the front row. I totally need to be there. One day.

Anyway, I started a post on the first part of this weekend, but I haven’t yet gotten to the photos, and I must get some sleep. Please check back tonight; I hope to get it posted then. The second post about this weekend will be about the concert. My words will in no way do Paul justice, but perhaps you’ll read them anyway.