Former Soundgarden/Audioslave frontman Chris Cornell rocked Tel Aviv last week but unfortunately did not rock me. However it’s not his fault. I’m apparently getting old and last Wednesday was without question of one of the chief indicators of this unfortunate event. I should have known it wasn’t going to go well when it became evident that I needed to stop for a double espresso on the way the show. I was accompanying a friend of mine who was reviewing the gig for one of daily’s here. I received a coveted photo pass which allowed me to stand in wide space between the audience and the performer for the first three songs. It’s a place where I’ve spent a lot of time before and is always exciting. Angling for a great shot while pushing away other photographers is one of my favorite pastimes. It’s a fun place to be but I made two critical errors. I did not drink water beforehand and, even worse, I forgot my earplugs. So the massive amount of body heat emanating from the crowd combined with the humid air and concert speakers pounding in my ears did not do me well. At all.
Granted it was fun shooting but I just couldn’t recover after such a traumatic experience and quickly retired to the sidelines and spent the rest of the concert sitting on the grass drinking bottled water with my friend who was equally as enthused. Not very rock and roll of us. The final sign of the twilight of my youth was that towards the end of the show I couldn’t help but start thinking how long it was going to take me to get out of the parking lot. I kept looking at my watching thinking about how, as time went on, I was going to be losing important sleep time. And so I left in order to the beat the traffic right as the encore began. And I walked to my car, head down in shame as Cornell belted out one of Soundgarden’s biggest hits in the background.