When Zack de la Rocha Is the Oldest Person in the Room

Last night at the Run the Jewels show with a couple of good friends, I was in conflict of age. We were the oldest dudes in Terminal 5, standing at our balcony perch, and digging everything that was taking place on stage. But the good vibes took hold and I wanted so badly to be in the throng of bouncing kids on the dance floor below. Bob, always game, and I made our way through the crowd and immediately lost each other. I skirted to the side of the stage and joined an army of kids losing their minds (like I once lost mine). And there I was, middle-aged-man-groovin'. As it started to get thicker with pressed bodies, a security guy, right by the stage entrance, cleared space for me in front of him. We fist bumped. There I was, in a safe place, dancin' like a dork, and the oldest guy around... until Zack de la Rocha took the stage. And then I wasn't the oldest guy around (even though I looked and felt like it).