Now I remember why I quit going to Rock concerts. I am further reminded why I am not living in the United States. We went to a concert last night in Santa Fe. The opening act was a zydeco group and they were very playful and fun. But when the boozy and chemical altered 40 to 60 somethings started to block our view…I got kinda turned off. Mind you, I am all for celebration, but we payed 37 dollars a ticket to sit on the second row and ended up watching a bunch of white people getting ethnic….of course I complained…..nothing happened. We were able to watch the Subdudes but two girls in front of us…perked to the gills with ecstacy and booze were dancing….somehow, I have moved on….America is not my scene. Today, we are in Marfa Texas…an “Art Town”….very much a One Horse Town and the horse’s name is Donald Judd….all the art hangers onzers have saddled up too…and we will be leaving tomorrow early for Mexico….not my kind of town
happened to me at a bruce springsteen concert. We had a young woman just to our right with a WALKER. She could hardly walk, much less stand through an evening show at the Forum. She was crippled with something. THe drinking, overwieght 40 somethings in front of us were up dancing from the get go, when Bruce made his appearance.
I kindly asked them to sit down for the sake of the poor girl who could not see through their fat bodys. Please sit at least during the slow songs, I pleaded. Their response was, Hey fuck head, I paid for the tickets too…
These people totally ruined our evening. 3 hour typical Bruce show as spent fuming about the assholes.
Afterwards, they were really drunk, my wife started screaming at them, I put myself in the middle and insisted that they werent worth our time…just move on.
I love the subdudes, I hate drunk americans.