The Pink Floyd Experience

I've been meaning to write about this since late last month. 

Now I've only been listening to Pink Floyd since almost a year. I knew of the band since my teens but never really thought to give them a listen, unless my brother was blaring it from his room. So my knowledge on them is barely visible. But I really do enjoy listening to The Wall lately.
Then I found out there were cover bands and The Pink Floyd Experience was one of them. 
My boyfriends parents bought the tickets and took us to Playhouse Square in Cleveland. I love going there at night with the signs all lit up! With my IPhone ready I walked inside the theatre. It was beautiful as ever. Cleveland may be dirty but there are some really nice places to visit there. (Just recently I went to the Horseshoe Casino and I was amazed at how beautiful a casino could be. There was this tree made out of lights. The chandeliers were mesmerising.)
Anyways, most the songs I heard I hadn't even known but I still liked them all. When it comes to music I tend to enjoy the sound more then the words. Most music made these days is just nonsense in my opinion. It all sounds the same and not even real. People were holding up there lighters. Alcohol was drowning in my system. The screen behind the band was trippy as f**k. And everyone seemed the same as the other. And I thought the band was great. Great voice. Great music. Great night. Cold weather.

Here are some pictures I took in no particular order. They're not the best but ...cameras aren't aloud in Playhouse.

And with these I bid adieu.