I must be getting old.

We went to the arena last night for a concert. I don’t remember who the opening act was (they were damn good though), but Loverboy was the headliner.

To be fair… when they came on stage, I had a hard time controlling myself. I busted up laughing. Time is a fickle beast, generous to some, and cruel to others. Loverboy seems to have been on time’s shit list.

The lead singer had gained more than a couple pounds (though I understand that he’s lost a ton of weight), and everyone with the exception of the drummer had gray hair. Not the picture I had in my head by any means.

Then they kicked off with “Working for the weekend” and I was amazed. They may have aged dramatically, but they were musically tight as hell and the lead singer (Mike Reno) definitely hasn’t lost his voice. They sounded as good today as they did 25 years ago.

The set was pretty much a recap of their height of popularity, with all the greatest hits. They also played one new song right before they closed out with “Lovin’ Every Minute of it”.

It was loud, I laughed, but I also had a good time (though not as good a time as the sweaty mullet wearing man in front of us… he danced hard for the whole concert!).