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The lights dim… the crowd murmurs… and without warning, the theme to the A-Team heralds our champions to the stage! The perfect opening to a performance 16 years in the making<\/a>.<\/p>\n

The quartet march on-stage, suited up and brandishing their weapons of mass entertainment. They take a bow, wait for the silence, and then proceed to render it apart with an explosive riff. A blinding flash of strobe lightning illuminates the room. I look back at my husband; he is laughing and rocking out, one arm around me, the other in the air.<\/p>\n

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\nTheir first set<\/a> was a string of their “Greatest Hits” – our enthusastic companions in front of us headbang and sing along to every track in obvious appreciation; the short intermission hosted a show-and-tell slideshow of the band members over the past 20 years, while Brian<\/a> signs autographs at the merch stand; and the second set<\/a> – the long-awaited performance of the entire Blue Album!<\/p>\n

Basking in the fuzzy, grungey guitar of our formative years, we relish in the knowledge that the 90s are back. The band belts out Buddy Holly<\/a>, much to the delight of the already ecstatic crowd. We are whipped into a frenzy, the entire standing audience jumping in chorus to the hit song<\/a>.<\/p>\n

As the spotlight passes over us, we close our eyes and sway to the slinky, teasing baseline of Only in Dreams<\/a>; awash with endorphins we hang onto every strum, knowing, dreading that it has to end soon… And it’s obvious our bassist Scott<\/a> is coming down as well. He draws out the grand finale into a crescendo that only reaches climax as Rivers<\/a> walks to him and places his hand on his shoulder, as if to say, “It’s ok, we’ll be back soon, this isn’t the end”.<\/p>\n

We roar and stamp for an encore as they salute and walk off-stage… of course we had our way. They couldn’t not play it:<\/p>\n