Zac Brown Band Best Tour Schedule & Tickets at Isleta Amphitheater in Albuquerque, New Mexico For Sale

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Isleta Amphitheater
Albuquerque, NM
Wednesday
10/7/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Friday
8/7/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Saturday
8/8/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Fenway Park
Boston, MA
Sunday
8/9/xxxx
6:30 PM
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Nationals Park
Washington, DC
Friday
8/14/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citizens Bank Park
Philadelphia, PA
Saturday
8/15/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Darien Lake Performing Arts Center
Darien Center, NY
Sunday
8/16/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citi Field
Flushing, NY
Friday
8/21/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Citi Field
Flushing, NY
Saturday
8/22/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Bethel Woods Center For The Arts
Bethel, NY
Sunday
8/23/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Molson Canadian Amphitheatre
Toronto, Canada
Thursday
9/3/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Molson Canadian Amphitheatre
Toronto, Canada
Friday
9/4/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hersheypark Stadium
Hershey, PA
Saturday
9/5/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Saratoga Performing Arts Center
Saratoga Springs, NY
Sunday
9/6/xxxx
7:30 PM
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Wrigley Field
Chicago, IL
Friday
9/11/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Comerica Park
Detroit, MI
Saturday
9/12/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Klipsch Music Center
Noblesville, IN
Sunday
9/13/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Del Mar Fairgrounds
Del Mar, CA
Friday
9/18/xxxx
TBD
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Isleta Amphitheater
Albuquerque, NM
Wednesday
10/7/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Ak-Chin Pavilion
Phoenix, AZ
Thursday
10/8/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hollywood Bowl
Los Angeles, CA
Friday
10/9/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Hollywood Bowl
Los Angeles, CA
Saturday
10/10/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Shoreline Amphitheatre - CA
Mountain View, CA
Friday
10/16/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Gexa Energy Pavilion
Dallas, TX
Friday
11/6/xxxx
7:00 PM
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The Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion
Spring, TX
Saturday
11/7/xxxx
8:00 PM
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Austin360 Amphitheater
Austin, TX
Sunday
11/8/xxxx
11/8/xxxx
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MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre At The Florida State Fairgrounds
Tampa, FL
Friday
11/13/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Coral Sky Amphitheatre
West Palm Beach, FL
Sunday
11/15/xxxx
7:00 PM
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, and the murky lamps were turned low. How came he here among all these dirty people? Why was he going to London? What did it mean--what was the answer? How could this happen to a man who had lived through that magical spring and summer, and who had felt that the stars themselves were but flaming particles in the far-away infinitudes of his love? What had he done to lose it? How could he endure the baseness of life without it? And with every revolution of the wheels beneath him, the unquiet quicksilver in his breast told him that at midsummer he would be in London. He remembered his last night there: the red foggy darkness, the hungry crowds before the theatres, the hand-organs, the feverish rhythm of the blurred, crowded streets, and the feeling of letting himself go with the crowd. He shuddered and looked about him at the poor unconscious companions of his journey, unkempt and travel-stained, now doubled in unlovely attitudes, who had come to stand to him for the ugliness he had brought into the world. And those boys back there, beginning it all just as he had begun it; he wished he could promise them better luck. Ah, if one could promise any one better luck, if one could assure a single human being of happiness! He had thought he could do so, once; and it was thinking of that that he at last fell asleep. In his sleep, as if it had nothing fresher to work upon, his mind went back and tortured itself with something years and years away, an old, long-forgotten sorrow of his childhood. When Alexander awoke in the morning, the sun was just rising through
pale golden ripples of cloud, and the fresh yellow light was vibrating through the pine woods. The white birches, with their little unfolding leaves, gleamed in the lowlands, and the marsh meadows were already coming to life with their first green, a thin, bright color which had run over them like fire. As the train rushed along the trestles, thousands of wild birds rose screaming into the light. The sky was already a pale blue and of the clearness of crystal. Bartley caught up his bag and hurried through the Pullman coaches until he found the conductor. There was a stateroom unoccupied, and he took it and set about changing his clothes. Last night he would not have believed that anything could be so pleasant as the cold water he dashed over his head and shoulders and the freshness of clean linen on his body. After he had dressed, Alexander sat down at the window and drew into his lungs deep breaths of the pine-scented air. He had awakened with all his old sense of power. He could not believe that things were as bad with him as they had seemed last night, that there was no way to set them entirely right. Even if he went to London at midsummer, what would that mean except that he was a fool? And he had been a fool before. That was not the reality of his life. Yet he knew that he would go to London. Half an hour later the train stopped at Moorlock. Alexander sprang to the platform and hurried up the siding, waving to Philip Horton, one of his assistants, who was anxiously looking up at the windows of the coaches. Bartley took his arm and they went together
into the station buffet. "I'll have my coffee first, Philip. Have you had yours? And now, what seems to be the matter up here?" The young man, in a hurried, nervous way, began his explanation. But Alexander cut him short. "When did you stop work?" he asked sharply. The young engineer looked confused. "I haven't stopped work yet, Mr. Alexander. I didn't feel that I could go so far without definite authorization from you." "Then why didn't you say in your telegram exactly what you thought, and ask for your authorization? You'd have got it quick enough." "Well, really, Mr. Alexander, I couldn't be absolutely sure, you know, and I didn't like to take the responsibility of making it public." Alexander pushed back his chair and rose. "Anything I do can be made public, Phil. You say that you believe the lower chords are showing strain, and that even the workmen have been talking about it, and yet you've gone on adding weight." "I'm sorry, Mr. Alexander, but I had counted on your getting here yesterday. My first telegram missed you somehow. I sent one Sunday evening, to the same address, but it was returned to me." "Have you a carriage out there? I must stop to send a wire." Alexander went up to the telegraph-desk and penciled the following message to his wife:-- I may have to be here for some time. Can you come up at once? Urgent. BARTLEY. The Moorlock Bridge lay three miles above the town. When they were seated in the carriage, Alexander began to question his assistant further. If it were true that the compression members showed strain, with the bridge only