Nothing like being up at 6 a.m. Sunday morning with Batman Returns blaring in the background from a surround-sound TV.
But that’s where I found myself this past weekend.
The cost of volunteering the overnight (11 p.m. to 7 a.m.) at a hospice with an elderly woman hard of hearing:
Priceless. “I’m only an hour or less away from being the same way,” I thought.
Reminded me of the last concert to which I went as a teenager.
Metallica? No.
Guns-N-Roses? No.
Not even Autograph.
No, it was a Christian rock band named Petra at the Landmark Theatre in Syracuse, N.Y.
Even though we — my parents, who were chaperones for almost every Christian rock concert I attended as a teenager, my sister and a friend — sat in the rear of the balcony, we could hear and feel fine the sounds and vibrations coming off the Marshall stacks on stage.
Years later, The Wife and I went to a Christian rock concert with a band named Polarboy at a small park in southern New Jersey., which rivaled the Petra concert.
Although perhaps about 30 to 40 people were there, the sound guys wanted to see if they could test the sound barrier on the small audience.
When I tried to tell them that they really didn’t need it, they basically told me I could go to hell, which didn’t seem quite right for a band that was trying to get its followers to go to heaven.
Luckily, I was, and am, Catholic, so had, and have, the option to go in between. Ha ha.
Cue the music.
Tune 1:
Or Tune 2:
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** Um, yeah, this pretty much was an excuse to post Autograph’s “Turn Up The Radio.” Sorry, love the song and the video in all its cheesy 80ness. 
