Technically, two and a half hours. But for your brain? Thirty seconds of pure bliss. You’ll leave the stadium blinking in the city lights, your ears ringing, and your soul completely recharged.
You’ll look at your watch and think, “That’s it? I want to do it again immediately.” And that, my friend, is the real magic. The concert is exactly as long as it needs to be: not a second longer than your heart can handle. See you in the merch line.
