I forgot to "review" the White Stripes show from last week, and since I am not very intellectual about music, this is gonna be brief and mostly incoherent.
Here we have a picture taken from my cameraphone as this place had more security than a Jlo wedding. Otherwise I would have taken a real photo.
As for the rock n’ roll show….it was stupendous. Even got-damned frat boys were dancing. There was this one guy a few rows in front of me that had the death-grip on his girlfriend’s hand and was doing the Roxbury guys head-bob thing. That or he had Tourrette’s. It was dark & I couldn’t tell. Either way, it was amusing. Yes, I find Tourrette’s amusing, and yes, it’s probably because I don’t have it. But I HAVE already been stricken with an uncurable disease so striking me down wouldn’t be that big a punishment.
Another favorite part of the show (besides Death Letter, duh) was when Mr. Jack White put this dumb girl in the front row of the balcony on blast. She was totally on ecstacy (not that Jack could tell that, or maybe he could) and was turned around in her seat with her back to the stage so she could make suggestive faces at the gentlemen in the crowd. Jack stopped all his rock n’ roll business to ask her to pay attention to him cause, “Honey, we’re putting on a show here”. Then he said all coy, “I’m just kidding…” But you know he wasn’t! See. People make Jack out to be some kind of Rock n’ Roll Howard Hughes cause he wears a Bullfighter outfit on stage & gets married to supermodels in a canoe by a shaman on the Congo. But he’s alright with me. I know he’s just folks.
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I commend Jack for calling out the chic on ecstasy.
Drugs (to the umpteenth power) aren't really a good idea in that kind of environment.
At Korn in 97, some crazy teen chic passed out. The audience merely picked her up and moshed her over the sea of people. During which, several guys put their hands in places I could only assume that she wouldn't have wanted touched. We watched her sale over the side ramp and be discarded into the floor as if she were an old beer cup.
At TEB concert last year, the blond guitarist passed out on stage. His visibly perturbed counter parts kept on playing. Sadly, it was during a part that from what I could tell from the cd - was a guitar solo..Stephen Jenkins looked retarded for all of two minutes, swaying to the visibly missing instrument.
Fear not; the guitarist got up, gave the audience the bird, and continued to play. Renewing my faith, that if stay at ANY profession long enough some day you will not give a shit.
I am a newly converted White Stripes fan thanks to a certain IT guru and one G.
"I was sitting there, I had a comfortable chair and that was all that I needed." -Take, Take, Take
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