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    Just saw Eddie Money last night at the Boardwalk without much expectation, but after I saw the 59 year old rocker belting out his old hits, running around on stage and connecting with the energized crowd, my upcoming 38th birthday didn't make me feel so old anymore.

I normally don't go the Boardwalk shows because I live close enough to hear the music from my apartment, but my brother, his wife and his friend came down from San Jose, so I went down to the beach more to see them than Eddie.  I am a fan, but I figured he may have lost a step in the intervening years, but once he got going, it was one live show.  His distinct, raspy singning voice sounded strong, his band kicked ass, and he was even cracking jokes in between songs about rehab and driving drunk on Hwy. 17.  Adding youth to the show was his 20 year old daughter, Jessica, who sang back up and belted out a couple of tunes of her own.

In the crowd, I noticed not just people my age and older, but young ones moving to the beat who weren't even alive during Eddie's heyday.  No matter what generation you're in, everybody loves to rock out, and if a couple of beers get smuggled in, what are you going to do (wasn't me).