Saw the one and only current iteration of Fleetwood Mac in Atlanta, last week. When they first announced this tour, way back in the summer, ATL was the closest show to us. And since we have friends down there, we made a long weekend of it - for those wondering, ATL is approx. 8,000 square miles of tightly packed strip malls, laced with inadequate roads. FM have since announced a show about an hour from our house. Oh well.

They were great. They played great, sounded great and looked like they were having fun doing it. And best of all, my favorite, Christine McVie, was with them. She had stopped touring in 1998 - fear of flying, now remedied. She wasn't with them the last time I saw FM, which made a pretty big hole in the line-up. She's 71 now, but sounded nearly as good as she did in the 1970s. They all did, really. Even if they each backed off the really high notes from time to time, they can still sing.

No new album to support, so it was a Greatest Hits kind of show. And while they only played stuff from the Buckingham & Nicks era, they easily filled the three hours and still left a bunch of classics un-sung.

When I, my wife, and our friend Paige walked out of the Atlanta airport terminal, to wait on the curb for our ride, a very-nicely-dressed black gentleman strolled up next to us, to wait for his ride. He was wearing a "WBC" baseball cap. A young guy walked up to him and started talking. Then the young guy handed Paige his cellphone and asked if she would take a picture of him with this gentleman, which she did. Then the gentleman's ride pulled up and he rolled away. I'm pretty sure it was Evander Holyfield.

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Two weeks ago, we saw Adrian Belew at the Cat's Cradle. He's doing the 'power trio' line-up (him, bass, drums) this time. In order to squeeze in as many fan requested songs as possible, I guess, about half of the songs were abbreviated versions - verse, chorus, verse). This grated on me a bit. Still, he's always a good time.