Backstage with Baldy
Pittsburgh – May 8th
I like Pittsburgh.
And I’m not just saying that because it’s home to the single greatest franchise in the history of organized sports.
I’m saying that because we had a pleasant day here, and the band capped it off with a quality rock show.
When we arrived at our hotel at 4:00 A.M., it was pouring down rain, the overnight staff didn’t have our room keys ready, and worst of all, the hotel smelled like bacon, yet I couldn’t find it anywhere.
No one likes to be taunted by concealed bacon first thing in the morning.
So the day got off to a bad start, but after finally getting a few hours of sleep, we awoke to a sunny day and a fresh start.
Mike went off with some friends to watch the Pittsburgh Pirates play the Seattle Mariners, while Sean & William opted to stay put in the hotel.
Meanwhile Jerry & I somehow managed to weasel our way into Heinz Field for a private tour.
(For those of you who don’t know, Heinz Field is home to the Pittsburgh Steelers)
Fandom can be a wonderful thing. Most everybody likes music. And then there are people like me (and a lot of you) that LOVE music, and LOVE Alice In Chains.
There’s just a different level that goes far beyond what the average listener feels about music. It can be hard to describe, but I know there’s a lot of you out there, because I see you night after night, and I’ve even gotten to know some of you.
And I can relate.
And so can Jerry.
The way some of you out there love Alice In Chains is similar to the way that Jerry & I love the Pittsburgh Steelers.
So to get a private tour of the stadium and facilities was an awesome experience.
We went out on the field, into the locker room, and all through the stadium, capped off with a trip to the team store, where we spent several hundred dollars adding to our Steeler collections.
A lot of people think it’s silly to be so passionate about something like a sports team, or a rock band.
But I think having a love and a passion for something is what makes life great.
There are a lot of people out in the world who don’t have a passion for anything, and that’s too bad.
Is it silly to get all excited about a walk through an empty football stadium? Maybe.
Is it silly to wait in an alley for an hour after the show on the off chance that a band member will sign your ticket stub? Maybe.
But if it gives you some happiness, and you had a great day like I did, who can argue with that?