Tuesday, June 10, 2008

You know, good night



Well as Elaine already said we saw Coheed & Cambria. The show was awesome…I got a kick ass shirt. We were closer to the stage than I have ever been at any concert. The sound quality was pretty poor due to the venue but its Coheed…and that’s never less than awesome.
It was Elaine’s first true concert experience. And that was an amusing thing in itself. Allow me to expound.

Elaine: *on the way there* “We should hurry so we get good seats.”
Jeff: “Seats?”
Elaine: *with confusion* “Well you know….so we can sit in the front middle and get a good view.”
Jeff: “Yeah about that…..there won’t be seats.”
Elaine: *shock* “What? You mean we’ll have to stand the whole time?”
Jeff: *with grim finality* “Yeah….concerts like this…seats become fatal.”
Elaine: “Really……..oh.”

Elaine: *During the show* “These girls in front of me are pissing me off!!”
Jeff: “What are they doing?”
Elaine: “They keep bumping into me and stepping on my feet!!”
Jeff *ponders how to explain this* “Yeah…they are going to do that…in fact I suggest dispensing with any concept of personal space... at a concert like this it doesn’t exist.”
Elaine: *considering that for a moment* “Well ok, but trade spots with me.”
Jeff *slides into position and immediately ends up close enough to the girls to get a harassment suite anywhere else*


Don’t get me wrong Elaine came around and was soon in the front packed tight with enraptured people covered in sweat having a wonderful time. It was just funny to me, watching her experience the scene for the first time.

3 comments:

Bud said...

Concerts suck.

Rybear said...

Lies. There are always seats, just not in the front. I prefer standing in the back where I can see and hear everything. Not in the front with fan-girls, buzzing amps, and the crowd singing like they are in their car. I came to hear the band, not you.

Elaine said...

There were no seats where we were. But it ended up being fun. I got into it... up until the big fat guy dripping with sweat started head banging and splattering us all with his nastiness. The annoyance arose again, but I fought it back down.

Thank God sweat doesn't harbor any spreadable diseases...