I was feeling a little punk yesterday. Punk as in “blah.” But I had a ticket for the Dropkick Murphys so I sucked it up and went to the show, and I’m glad I did. Punk cured my punky feeling.
I’ve seen them 5 times now, so I knew what to expect, and they met expectations. Some new stuff, some old stuff, all good stuff.
I arrived only 15 minutes before the went on, so initially was at the very edge of the floor crowd. But I worked my way to the front. Mainly by following a woman about 4’10” tall and 3′ wide who went through the crowd like a bowling ball. I just followed in her wake, and made it to the rail as the attached pictures show. A little rambunctious, a lot of checking, a lot of “Oi!”‘s but not too crazy. Just fun crazy.