Everyone has at least one experience in their life they will never forget. One they wish they could relive every perfect minute of all over again.
Seeing the Foo Fighters live at the National Bowl in 2011 with my husband is categorically, absolutely up there as one of those experiences. We were just married; sharing the brief UK leg of our honeymoon with 65,000 people - a great big, loud rock 'n' roll beginning to married life.
That July day, the sun shone illustriously on the amphitheatrical Bowl. The crowd was so vast that as your eye travelled to take it all in, the sea of people seemed to never end. Beer bottles decorated the parched grass and blood-red Che Guevara flags wafted in the light, cooling breeze. Makeshift hats made from newspapers shielded heads from the glorious glare of the sun and made people giggle at the sight.
The Foos played an iconic, electrifying set made up of their finest material - the thrashing rock of Bridge Burning, startling anthemic belters like All My Life and euphoric acoustic versions of classics like Times Like These. You know, the ones that make the hairs on the back of your neck stand upright as you experience the raw emotion and elation of having your favourite track sung live.
As the long, hot day gave way to the night the sky turned an inky violet colour, illuminated by the dazzling stage lights that even outshone the moon. We danced, laughed, got a bit choked up and sang our hearts out into the cool evening air. If I close my eyes, I can still see the swelling of the people, hear the opening guitars of Everlong and the faint echoes of the crowd are amplified. My stomach still does a little flip, like it did that night.
It was monumental, and when the last of the guitars played and the crowd dispersed there with a distinct feeling that a little piece of music history had been written. It was a moment in time, our moment. One to tell the children and the grandchildren in years to come. A day when you felt ridiculously happy, exuberant and alive.
If everything could ever feel this real forever.
Sadly, some of the details of that amazing gig are just beginning to fade with time and age but the imprint remains clearly and beautifully on my mind.
Foo Fighters are releasing their eighth studio album in the Autumn of 2014 and the band have teased that UK tour dates may be announced.
Just you try to stop me.
