Ziggy Marley opened for Robert Randolph and the Family Band. I saw more rastafarians, wanna-be-rastafarians and baby-rastafarians that you would ever think to find. 90% of them smelled. And the fat chick that needed more than one seat but decided to try to jam herself into the seat next to me had an amazingly boney elbow.

But then, Robert Randolph took the stage. This man.... This band.... Friggin amazing. There were moments where I was incapable of speech or even sound, he was so amazing.

If he visits you, you must see him.