Weezer played last night, along with Blink 182 and Taking Back Sunday (the Bleezer Tour). Darling Daughter, whose 18th bday is just around the riverbend, went with friends as her birthday celebration. Here’s what Weezer had to say about the concert:

…After a crazy blast of thunderstorms in San Francisco last night, the dawn broke clear and we headed out to the deepest hinterlands of the North East Sacramento-ish Rural Non-Affiliated Sector, where they put this Sleep Train Ampitheater for no clear reason. But we are here now, and many fans are too, presumably from Sacto, Davis, etc. Rock Time Is Now. Rock Time was good! Despite its odd location, Sleep train sounds very good and the people and weezer were having a good time. Another ukelele bites the dust – such is the toll exacted by the forces of rock, and roll.

Husband and I were up in the air about going until that day. We are a Weezer family. Even Wee One steals the Weezer Red Album CD to listen to Pork and Beans while she cleans her room. Personally, my fave song is Island in the Sun…it is so…happy, with that awesome rockin’ part in the middle. This was DD’s third Weezer concert. It’s just a given that if they’re within a hundred miles a portion of our family will go see them. I wanted to go, but decided not to…and basically it added up to me being old.

First of all, there was Wee One. We’d have to get a babysitter. How may of you, my teenage friends, have to deal with that pre-concert arrangement? (Gah, none, I hope!!) Then there was the fact that there were like five bands playing. Weezer would be second to last. I like Blink, but not enough to stay out till the butt crack of dawn to watch them. Fact three: the amphitheater is an hour away as the crow flies, in a pasture in the middle of bumsmack nowhere and traffic gets way backed up. Neither hubby nor I can drive much past nine o’clock at night without fear of dozing off. Another thing to consider, did DD really want us hanging out with her? She would never say no, she’s a cool kid like that, but honestly, I think she’d rather not claim relation to two almost forty-year-olds acting like a couple of over age Weezer fans.

So we let this one pass. I wouldn’t say our concert days are over, but numbered? Probably.