Dick Dale is every bit of the god of Surf Rock as I believed him to be.

There was so much energy that my chest hurt and felt like it was about to skip a beat, and my legs were constantly covered in goose bumps running back and forth.

He walked out of the venue with his guitar and played through the room and out into the streets and stopped 2 cabs in the middle of the road, blocking traffic. The audience followed out the doors and filled the side walk taking pictures with him as they flooded all around him as he continued to play. He saranaded the cabs. It was nothing short of amazing.