Grumpy music industry vet Bob Lefsetz unexpectedly finds joy at—of all places—a Peter Frampton concert: “I was happy in a way I never expected, in a way I thought I’d lost. I was who I used to be. I didn’t look seventeen, on the outside I was old and wrinkled, but on the INSIDE, where it COUNTS, I was the kid who could let go of the bullshit of life and let music take me for a ride.”