Please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band
Okay.
So I went to Oasis on Monday. I had no idea I would be going until about 3PM that day, but I was pretty excited to get a ticket. To be honest, I like Oasis, but I don't think they're geniuses, or anything along those lines. But I was all, "AHHH, ARCTIC MONKEYS! I HART ALEX TURNED 4 LYFE!" Haha.
Well, the Arctic Monkeys were good. I mean, it wasn't exactly as intimate as when I saw them in November, and sat on the stage for the show, but there was still a lot of energy. They're just so precious.
Oasis played and . . . ehhhh. I mean, it was great to hear "Champagne Supernova" and "Don't Look Back In Anger" live, but I realized that night just how much I hate arena shows. Maybe I've been spoiled by small gigs, but I just can't stand being in an arena unless I'm close enough to take pictures. I also don't understand why people feel the need to cheer at every fucking thing that comes out of a band-member's mouth at shows. "Thanks, you've been a great audience, have a safe trip home." "AHGAHHGAHHGJALTHRHWHJRTEWHJAHHHH OH MY GOODNESS, HE'S A GENIUS!" Unless it's Josh Homme telling someone in the audience to eat a bag of dicks, I just don't get the incessant screaming.
So after getting that little taste of Monday's Monkey Madness (haha, so cheesy) I REALLY wanted to go to their show at the Phoenix last night. Tiny problem: no guest-list spot, and the show sold out in about 5 minutes. Well, the gutsy Pascal and I got all dolled up and went to the Phoenix anyway, keeping in mind all the other times we've gotten into shows ticket-less before. Honestly, there is ALWAYS a way in . . .
. . . or so we thought. We tried everything short of offering blow-jobs. We talked to just about every security guard there. We threw rocks at backstage windows. We begged roadies. We contemplated just running through the front door. But no. It was not to be.
I have to say that I'm really pissed off at how rude people were to us. Listen, we're not fucking amateurs. "The show's sold out." OH RLY?! Thanks for the clarification! I thought that maybe they were only letting ass-hats in tonight, hence why you're in there, and we're outside!
Pascal and I have both done this before, numerous times. Anyone that thinks you can't get into a sold-out show without a ticket just doesn't know what they're doing. However, this show was ridiculous. There weren't even any scalpers!
So yeah, we missed the show. And it really sucked, because I've been a fan of this band before all the insane hype began, and I truly do love their music.
Oh well. Alex Turner, if you're reading this (hahaha, so doubtful), I have to say that I am a little perturbed. We could've even taken you to "Sneaky Pete's" like we were supposed to last time! (Now I'm just rambling, and no one knows what I'm talking about.)
Anyway.
The moral of the story is that the Phoenix sucks. And I'm going back there on Friday for Stellastarr* (guest-listed with possible passes) and there will be glaring at the security guards. Oh yes, there will be glaring.
(I should have a few shitty pictures from the Oasis show up soon. I'm lazy right now/have a huge Astronomy assignment.)
So I went to Oasis on Monday. I had no idea I would be going until about 3PM that day, but I was pretty excited to get a ticket. To be honest, I like Oasis, but I don't think they're geniuses, or anything along those lines. But I was all, "AHHH, ARCTIC MONKEYS! I HART ALEX TURNED 4 LYFE!" Haha.
Well, the Arctic Monkeys were good. I mean, it wasn't exactly as intimate as when I saw them in November, and sat on the stage for the show, but there was still a lot of energy. They're just so precious.
Oasis played and . . . ehhhh. I mean, it was great to hear "Champagne Supernova" and "Don't Look Back In Anger" live, but I realized that night just how much I hate arena shows. Maybe I've been spoiled by small gigs, but I just can't stand being in an arena unless I'm close enough to take pictures. I also don't understand why people feel the need to cheer at every fucking thing that comes out of a band-member's mouth at shows. "Thanks, you've been a great audience, have a safe trip home." "AHGAHHGAHHGJALTHRHWHJRTEWHJAHHHH OH MY GOODNESS, HE'S A GENIUS!" Unless it's Josh Homme telling someone in the audience to eat a bag of dicks, I just don't get the incessant screaming.
So after getting that little taste of Monday's Monkey Madness (haha, so cheesy) I REALLY wanted to go to their show at the Phoenix last night. Tiny problem: no guest-list spot, and the show sold out in about 5 minutes. Well, the gutsy Pascal and I got all dolled up and went to the Phoenix anyway, keeping in mind all the other times we've gotten into shows ticket-less before. Honestly, there is ALWAYS a way in . . .
. . . or so we thought. We tried everything short of offering blow-jobs. We talked to just about every security guard there. We threw rocks at backstage windows. We begged roadies. We contemplated just running through the front door. But no. It was not to be.
I have to say that I'm really pissed off at how rude people were to us. Listen, we're not fucking amateurs. "The show's sold out." OH RLY?! Thanks for the clarification! I thought that maybe they were only letting ass-hats in tonight, hence why you're in there, and we're outside!
Pascal and I have both done this before, numerous times. Anyone that thinks you can't get into a sold-out show without a ticket just doesn't know what they're doing. However, this show was ridiculous. There weren't even any scalpers!
So yeah, we missed the show. And it really sucked, because I've been a fan of this band before all the insane hype began, and I truly do love their music.
Oh well. Alex Turner, if you're reading this (hahaha, so doubtful), I have to say that I am a little perturbed. We could've even taken you to "Sneaky Pete's" like we were supposed to last time! (Now I'm just rambling, and no one knows what I'm talking about.)
Anyway.
The moral of the story is that the Phoenix sucks. And I'm going back there on Friday for Stellastarr* (guest-listed with possible passes) and there will be glaring at the security guards. Oh yes, there will be glaring.
(I should have a few shitty pictures from the Oasis show up soon. I'm lazy right now/have a huge Astronomy assignment.)
posted by Rebecca at 5:58 PM
4 Comments:
"Anyone that thinks you can't get into a sold-out show without a ticket just doesn't know what they're doing"
... that or they are in posession of something called a penis, and therefore are not able to convince burly security guards and roadies and whoever else to let them in.
Mark, being a somewhat attractive girl with large breasts didn't even help that night. Sometimes there's just no hope!
But hey, you and your penis actually got into the show, so you just disproved your theory!
Well, yes, I did get into the show, but that's because I had a friend (er.. boss) with extra tickets. My theory only applies when you don't know someone with extras.
Alright, fair enough.
I'm still jealous, though!
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