[photogallerylink id=78309 align=left]My Lin’s Bin ruminations on Friday and Monday will be about rules for taking a first date to a concert. A guy asked for advice and since my last ‘first date’ was in 1973, I had to do research. One of the dangers of a first date at a concert is picking the wrong band. I have enjoyed canvassing co-workers who have shared their worst first date at a concert experiences. I’m dying to hear what bands contributed to your worst first date ever. Some bands are too loud or too misogynistic. Some bands are so cultish that you’re just not going to find a date that shares your fascination with, say, The Captain Matchbox Whoopee Band. Although, they were awesome.
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