I was sitting next to a nice couple who had a baby with them. I was hoping that the veritable newborn wouldn't start crying or anything but, to the contrary, he was very quiet and completely indifferent to the tumult around him. He alternated between smiling happily and seeming kind of bored. During the end of Midnight Hour, which was really loud where we were sitting with Bobby yelling and the band playing thunder, I looked over and this baby was yawning with his little arms outstretched. "This isn't his first show, is it?" I asked his mom, and she smiled and said, "No."