John Cade

Meredith and I are infamous for taking entirely irrational road trips at the last minute. It really has less to do with spontaneity and more to do with the fact that we are terrible planners. Case in point:Meredith learned about a bridal trunk show (whatever that means) early last week, scheduled to take place at a shop in Peachtree, Georgia, on Saturday afternoon. She absolutely had to attend it. She told me about it on Monday or Tuesday, so I marked it on my not-so-tangible calendar in my head. I love road trips, so naturally I told her I would go with her. Of course, we didn’t speak about the logistics of attending the show until Thursday. Our only real option for a place to crash on Friday night turned out not to be an option after all, so we had to take a very extreme measure. Drive to Peachtree City and back to Nashville all in the same day.I guess this is where I tell you that Peachtree City, just south of Atlanta, is 4.5 hours from Nashville. That means (for all of you not-so mathematical people out there) that we were be in the cars for a minimum of 9 hours on Saturday.That’s not so bad, right? Wrong.This bridal show just happened to be taking place on the same day that the Foo Fighters were playing in Nashville. Now this is a huge problem. I’m not missing the Foo Fighters, you see. I can’t. It’s just not an option. If I were to make a bucket list, seeing them live would be definitely be on it.So what is the solution?We left Nashville at 8 a.m., drove to Peachtree City (a quaint little town where everyone rides around on golf carts all day long), arrived at about 12: 30 p.m., went to the trunk show, left at 2:30 p.m., and arrived back in Nashville at the Municipal Auditorium at 6:30 p.m. for the sold out show. Somehow, somewhere, we shaved half an hour off of our time on the way home. It was a beautiful thing. However, the line to get in was already wrapped around the entire arena once and was starting to snake back the other way. Insane, I tell you.After being scolded and denied entry for trying to bring a ‘professional’ camera inside, running to the car and back, arguing with a security guard and a Metro cop that called me some choice words, I was finally inside. I did have to put my camera back in the car, so the only pictures I have were taken with my Blackberry.Here’s a brief review of the show:Opener 1: Hello Stranger. Terrible. Moving on.Opener 2: Against Me. Solid but boring. Strike two.The Foo: Legendary.

I don’t care what anyone says, Dave Grohl is a legend. His rock and roll, his personality, his swagger - he has it all. There wasn’t one part in the Foo’s set, as Meredith said, that was off, in any way. Highlights:

• Dave Grohl running down the catwalk and standing withing 15 yards of us
• The acoustic stage that dropped down from the ceiling in the back of the arena halfway through the set.
• ‘My Hero’, acoustic
• The triangle solo
• The gazillion rock and roll hits that they played
• Dave Grohl. Period.

Whether you like them or not, go see them. It was the greatest rock show I have ever seen.