The More Things Change....

I don't know what I expected. Somehow I thought that the music venue drinking scene would have changed more in the 10+ years  I had been away from it.  Public intoxication seems to have no shelf life. I freely admit my fondness for a good Surly or two, but still find sloppy drunks who shout at musicians really annoying- and don't get me started on the public barfing.
Last summer my oldest daughter and I went to hear a wonderful line up of musicians at an outdoor concert.  I will admit that I did take the opportunity to point out the hazards  of public drunkenness. Twin brothers "thing one and thing two" were having a great time until they had to make a run for it. Sloppy drunk man behind us asked whether we liked Cloud Cult and then wondered if the band on stage was Cloud Cult ( um yeah, it was dude)

This weekend I actually almost told someone to "shush" when he was talking loudly while Jeremy Messersmith was singing. Granted, Jeremy came on at 11 and the crowd was well on its way to that happy place but I really wanted to hear the music. The Whack ol' Ladies  found a nice spot on the upper balcony and enjoyed the rest of the show from there.

Puzzled Looks

I have to admit that I forget that I am getting older most days. My 15 year old does her best to remind me that--in fact I am no longer young and  moms of a certain age should not be singing along to the radio or dancing around the house.

However on more than one occasion when I have been engaged in a conversation about music with someone born in  the latter half of the last century, I get a confused look. I hear them saying to themselves--"who is this strange woman-child and why does she speak like one of my peers?" I am usually a bit demur and apologetic about my interest in new music- like I can't help myself. "Um yeah I do think Jack White is a crazy genius."

Last week I was getting my hair cut and highlighted by the most charming 20ish stylist with many fabulous tattoos peeking out from his sleeves. We talked the usual small talk about celebrities and current events until I heard a Mason Jennings on their music mix. When I proceeded to tell him about the fabulous concert I went to last summer with Mason Jennings and Cloud Cult he stopped and stared  at me with the "wait- aren't you too old for that?" look. Luckily I really am too old to care what he thinks.

It's been a while but the Whack ol Ladies are going out tomorrow. Jeremy Messersmith will be singing at the Varsity.