concert confessional
first, they allow way too many people to cut into line... second, that made it very unfair to those who showed up early and played fair and waited in line because they limited the floor to the first 1500 people who entered by giving pink wrist bands out... third, they could not stop hundreds from jumping the barriers they set up to keep those who did not have pink wrist bands off the floor... so anyone who respected the rules tonight had crappy seats, crappy views, crappy sound, and a low energy experience... for those who don't mind that, fine, but for those like me, it would have sucked if I didn't talk my way into getting a pink wristband off someone who really did not want to be on the floor in the first place but was ushered out there unprepared for what a concert floor is like... the kid was happy to give away his wristband with the words, "sure, take it, I almost got killed out there"... finally, the bouncers could not handle catching the crowd surfers and Chris, lead singer for Dashboard Confessional actually asked the crowd to stop moshing because he saw a few people go down head first because the bouncers were not prepared to not catch them... kudos to the House of Blues as the best concert venue in the area for crowds and bands that attract moshers and crowd surfers...
the crazy thing is that they didn't do the wristband thing for the Panic at the Disco concert and that crowd is a lot wilder than the Dashboard Confessional crowd (maybe they are not as stupid as they appeared tonight and realized that the Panic crowd would have overrun the weak security staff they have... they really do not handle concerts well at this venue... it is, after all, a school with extreme growing pains and, in fact, a gymnasium in a plastic farm town... hopefully it'll grow and mature someday)...
so the concert was not as great as it might have been if I was out front throughout the first band because Brand New is one of my favorite bands these days and having to miss the energy on the floor and part of the show because I was scrounging around and negotiating for a pink wrist band... I enjoy Dashboard Confessional, but I really went to see Brand New (just as I'd have gone to really see Say Anything when they opened for Dashboard at the last concert they played in town... Precious and Dreamer got to that concert without me cuz, well, Precious didn't need me for a ride and I was still working nights... or like I went to see Spill Canvas when they opened for Mae... often I go to see the opening bands because I am not nearly as attracted to bands who've supposedly made it because too many take advantage of their commercial success by playing bigger venues and shorter sets and ultimately lose touch with their audience)...
one very happy note was that I got several remarks about my shirt from Meg and Dia fans (they were Brand New fans... it seems that Dashboard confessional fans may be a younger more transient fad oriented group, which is another drawback of commercial success)... now if we can only get Meg and Dia to swing through Florida (one big drawback of living in Florida is that it is not an easy stop to add to a tour because it's almost a thousand miles from the usual tour route and that's an expense small bands can't cover with just a concert or two down here... and maybe the sense I get that Florida (and the south in general) is still way behind many other areas in organizing concert tours is actually the way it is... seems that's an opportunity I ought to look into... in my (as if I have some) spare time...
all this complaining and griping and whining and crappy perspective on a Saturday night?... we'll have to query into why (as if I don't know... and there's the secret smile and half a smirk and true wonderfully wonder-filled aspect of the methods to my madness for the rhyming fool is bubbling over and there just may be a few hours of energy and free time left in this night (especially with a Code Red beside me)... so the giggling child comes out to save the day even if you won't see that here because, after all, this is not the place for babble (and laughing as I see how much babble appears here, I realize that is the perfect ironic subtitle for this blog... someday, if I ever find time to re-do the layout... meanwhile, I'm off to ramble and rhyme I think... or, as they cavalier anti-hero would say in old black and white movies, see you in the funny papers)...
and so, in conclusion I step back to see the bigger picture and close realizing that in spite of the drawbacks and fact that it could have been much better, it was a great night, after all J
Labels: babble, concerts, giggles, local, loneliness, mtmm, music, whine
2 Comments:
I'm kinda blinded here from exhaustion but just wanted to come send some love and hugs and smiles as I venture off into dreamland.
I heard a song that reminded me of you and z0tl today. He calls you candyman. Well, of course the candyman can.
So then I heard today, "sugar, ah honey honey, you are my candygirl..."
So now I have to wonder how this fits into the z0tl context. Perhaps another name for candora?
lol, yay... sleepy... 4 hours to the next show, must sleep now... but yay, definitely yay :)
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