With sunglasses on, earplugs stuffed in my ears, and my butt firmly planted in a nose-bleed seat, I thoroughly enjoyed my second-ever viewing of Nine Inch Nails. Trent & co. have a well-oiled set, lasting at most 1:45, getting me back home by 11 p.m.
Surrounded by Gen Xers, as well as plenty of younger folks, the nostalgia ran high for me, hearkening back to my high school and college days. When did we get so old? And yet, how does Trent sound exactly the same and maintain such energy?!