I know I tend to get over excited after I’ve seen a live show, and I come out gushing about how truly bad ass the show actually was to the poor bastards who couldn’t or didn’t want to go. Last night, filing out of the IU Auditorium, I again felt this bonery affection having watched the amazing Ben Folds.

I’ve been a fan of his since before I had pubes, and that my friends, was a long, long time ago. At that time, I was a fan of his band Ben Folds Five, and then once he went solo, I followed him there as well. This show was for fans just like me, who have heard all his songs and loved his music during our awkward and formative middle school careers. Continue reading →