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Day Sixty Two (Year Two)

So, roughly eight and a half years ago (April 15th, 2003), I attended a Counting Crows gig in Stevens Point, Wisconsin.  At the time, I was aware of the immense network of people out there who traded shows back and forth, as well as the message board community that was obsessed with the band.  For whatever reason, I never actively pursued either angle.  Don't get me wrong, I've stumbled across a few full shows in my time (almost all thanks to AnnaBegins.com), and have greatly enjoyed that experience, but never in a million years did I expect to run across a copy of the show I was at.

That being said, what I once thought was impossible has happened.  I have, in my travels, met someone who is not only as obsessed with Counting Crows as I am, they actually had a bootleg copy of the show I attended.  Needless to say, I've managed to snag a copy of that.  Haven't had a chance to listen to the entire thing yet, but went through the discs tonight to get the track listing so I could import it into itunes.

The track listing goes like this:

American Girls
Have You Seen Me Lately
Richard Manuel Is Dead
Mr. Jones
Four White Stallions
Omaha
Sullivan Street
A Long December
Anna Begins
Big Yellow Taxi
Good Time
Hard Candy
Miami
Round Here
Rain King
Hangin' Around

I really can't wait to just sit back and listen to this all the way through.  There's just something cool about listening to a show, and knowing that I was in the audience that night.

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