Oh how nostalgic last Thursday night was. Not a week before did I coincidentally find out that Hanson was playing a show in Montreal. Even though I had checked at least a month ago and there was nothing then. Chance is a mysterious... thing.
So many things were different. For one, there was alcohol. For two, there was less deafening shrieking and more wooing. I had my apprehensions but they were good. I thought my feelings for them had gone but little glimmers kept popping up and I caught myself being a 12-13-14-15-16 year old again.
It was truly enjoyable and everyone deserves to have something like this in their lives.