Last night, Dan and I went out to see Citizen Cope. Since we were told (on what we thought was good authority) when the show would start, we thought we had everything taken care of for our first time out alone together to see live music in ages.
We arrived to a nightclub door still sealed over an hour after it was supposed to be opened, froze in line a for several minutes behind a smoking guy and a spitting guy. (What gives, spitting guy? You didn’t seem to be chewing tobacco, just spitting every 45 seconds.) We got in and looked around at the crowd. Five years ago, at a show like this, we would have known gobs of people. This time, it was two people. We just stared at boys in knit hats and the $70(!) sweatshirts for sale and the malingering guy with the Lowe’s race car jacket. We leaned on the embossed, cracked, gold-painted plaster behind us and shaded our eyes from the illuminated advertisements all over the room.
About an hour and forty minutes later than we were told the show would start, it started. So we stayed for about forty-five minutes and left, having heard several songs we like, save one (sun is misspelled on the playlist – it’s meant to be son):
The bass was too loud. The neighbors were nice enough to babysit, but they have jobs & can’t stay up all night on a Sunday. I know there are people who could tell us stories about the times that shows didn’t start when they expected at my old man’s old live music joint, but he would have apologized. Mostly, I’m old.
4 thoughts on “My brain hurts”
if it’s too loud, you’re too old.
kudos to you for even being there
we went to see Air a few months ago. i was so old i wanted to leave before it was over and decided never to go to a live show again.
i’m that old. you are not that old.
It is amazing how exponentially you age in just a matter of 2 ot 3 years removed from the “scene.” I hate that feeling.
I’ve had that experience recently, too. We were upset at how much the crowd was pushing towards the front, and we couldn’t see because those in the front wouldn’t sit down. Then we had to leave because the band started late and we only had babysitting until 11:30. Oh how old we felt.