Brett's Worthless Tat #1: Old concert tickets

While rummaging around for some insurance documents the other day I discovered a small plastic bag containing old concert/gig/festival tickets, most hailing from a time before I even had insurance documents. Looking at them brought back some great memories of drunken nights moshing, head-banging, stage-diving and crowd-surfing; even though I'm now way too old for that sort of energetic (and potentially crippling) malarkey, finding the tickets has made me vow to try and see some more bands now that my kids are at the age where they can appreciate good live music (I took Thora to see Green Day at Reading Festival last year and she had a blast!).