The 20-Something's Chronicles of an LA Life

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Friday, September 29, 2006

BALCONY PEOPLE SUCK

Ok, what’s with you people?

Why don’t you dance and enjoy yourself at concerts anymore?

Did I miss the memo?

Apparently so.

We’ve been hitting a bunch of concerts lately – this week Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers and Snow Patrol. And as I mentioned in my blog last week, no one moves! I thought maybe it was just a one-off but this week it was the same story.

Fine. I can understand Petty – he’s old and his fans may be slightly sedated by age. But, Snow Patrol was my final straw (ha ha - that's their most recent album - nice Rach).

SP played at The Wiltern – it was a two-night show and we went the second night. If anyone had the right to suck it would be the band, but, it was the total opposite. We had second-hand seats so we were seated in the balcony (aka – morgue).

If you’re not familiar with SP or their music, let me just say that they’re not even close to being a sit-in-your-seat-Yanni-Enya kind of band – particularly if you LIKE them and you’re not DECEASED.

The minute the band opened we expected everyone to jump up and start jamming. Not so much. Asses planted. Well, except Lyn who just basically said “F it” and got up and danced her little brains out. It’s at that point that the looks began. The “sit her down we’re sipping our Ensure and trying to enjoy the nifty concert” looks. Unreal.

Literally. She was the ONLY one in a balcony of approximately 1000 people who was standing. And, with me doing to seat dancing (afraid of getting belted by the angry boring people around us), we were the only two people even moving. It was as if the rest of the people in the “morgue” were just paper cut outs. Pissed off paper cut outs.

Finally, halfway through, and close to two fist fights later, to prevent bodily injury, we moved to the staircase where the ushers were nice enough to let us dance away in the corner until the end.

Honestly, people, what’s up? What happened to the days when you moshed and danced your brains out? Has everyone morphed into boring people overly concerned with what people will think? Have aliens abducted your every ability to enjoy music? I hope not. Because that would really suck for the rest of you.

And to you people in the balcony - YOU SUCK.

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