Getting old and expensive

On Friday evening I had the ocassion of seeing URMA in a Accoustic Concert with orchestra. It was pretty nice, I especially liked the message/theme: to be aware of Bucharest's Architecture. Oh, yeah, the post title. One used to be all smiles and amiability, cheerfulness almost unconditioned. Now one barely keeps a minimum apparence to those one cares of. Oh, being cheap, young, with unlimited resources. How cheap can one be?