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.
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