We were on a 1-hour drive to Modesto. Our plan was to see the famed show Arcattack . Previously, we had only seen classical music, so we weren’t sure how this would turn out, but we were eager for what was next. As we drove through downtown, something seemed similar. The atmosphere was similar to that of home , “old-time” and antique. As we stepped into the Gallo Center for the Arts, we were greeted by a sprawling lobby. The whole place had a neat, orderly air to it. At last, the people were ready to admit us. We passed our tickets to him, and someone ushered us inside. The place was huge, with 3 stories, and perhaps 350 seats! We got ourselves comfortable and talked in muted, excited voices. Suddenly, the lights dimmed. A hush fell over the crowd. People started to take notice of the odd objects sitting around the stage. Then, unexpectedly, we heard a loud crackling noise from the stage. People were startled. I almost fell ...