So I set up my chair when I get to ACL. I set up my chair far back from the AMD stage, where I can sit in middle-aged comfort and look around and take out my notebook and jot a few notes while I wait for the music to start.
And then the skies darken. And rain starts falling from the sky. And the throngs of people all over Zilker Park hold their hands up and cheer.
Because of the rain, they start cheering. Or … maybe it’s because it’s 2:00 and Young the Giant is coming on stage. No … it must be the rain. It hasn’t rained here forever, and the skies are black, and we’re all soaking wet. And all of the people around me feel that way. Or maybe they’re all cheering the band. It’s either one or the other.