Me.Sticks.
From Neil Peart.
Oh yeah baby!!!
The short version:
I'm rockin' out at the Rush show in Manchester, NH: I'm in 17th row Ged's side, 3 people in from the side aisle. 2 songs into the second set, in the middle of "Workin' Them Angels" (my favorite!), I feel a tap on my shoulder--
from the row behind me, some guy in black with a blue-lit flashlight has crept in and wants my attention.
(Does he want to see my ticket? Does he think I have a camera? Whuddid I do?)
"These are from Neil--"
... and he hands me a pair o' sticks.
!!!
How's that for unexpected?
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