You know how it is when you go to a show with a mental list of songs you hope to hear, and then the band plays all of them? One after the other? And the crowd goes nuts and you have amazing spots with no one blocking your view? And then Karen O is randomly on stage and Dwight K. Shrute walks by, and it's super late afterwards but you don't have to work the next morning so c'est la vie?
Yeah, it was totally like that.