Ok, pick up your jaw, I know, I look young
Regardless of your disbelief, It's true. Good ole Josh is 33 freakin years old. Ugh....
You know, most of the time this doesn't even register with me. So what if I like old men sweaters, rocking chairs and antique furniture, that just means I'm a man of distinguished tastes. There is however one specific situation where it does register with me... so.... STORY TIME.
I've been going to concerts, lots of concerts, for the better part of my teenage and adult life. My first show that I remember, not fondly, was when my parents took me and my brother to see Aerosmith with Joan Jett and the Blackhearts at the Jersey Shore. We were very young I think maybe I was probably close to 6 years old, making my brother 4. Long story short, we kind of ruined it for the parental units.
Yeah, I'm sure there's a metric fuck ton of karma coming my way when I have children. Oh how I hope I don't have daughters....
Anyhow, needless to say that since then, I've fallen in love with live music. I feel I've been part of some truly memorable events and that I've been pretty lucky to have sliced out my own piece of Rock history's pie.
Last week TLOML and I went to back to back shows Gaslight Anthem shows at Terminal 5. If you're not familiar with Gaslight check out the single from their latest album on YouTube, I'll wait.
If it's not your cup of tea, that's cool but TLOML and I, well, we love the crap outta these guys. Last year we were lucky enough to see them in Asbury Park NJ when this happened.
Yep
You got it.
That's the Boss, on stage in Asbury Park playing one of Gaslight Anthems songs.
/swoon
I'd say that I go to anywhere between 5-10 shows a year at this point in my life. The number ebb's n flows based on who is touring that I give a rats arse about.
As I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself. Concerts kind of make me feel old these days.
Maybe It's just that the crowds at shows are worse than they were a few years ago or maybe I'm just less tolerant of stuff but I find the smallest thing setting me off now.
/old man rant
gosh darnit
dag nabbit,
confounded whipperschnappers!
/old man rant
I've come to grips with the fact that I'll never be a baller, or a shot caller. I've even accepted that I need the step stool to get things off the top shelf in my kitchen. Being short at a concert however.... le sigh. It's the worst.
Why is it that no matter where I stand in the crowd these days the 6'4 guy with the 12' ginger affro (true story btw) has to push past and stand right in front of me.
Why is it that the belligerent drunk chick has to jump around to a song no one else is jumping to and spill my beer.
Why does random large girl rub her, umm, bootay, all over TLOML in an obvious attempt to carve out more space that she did not previously inhabit.
Why do 12 year olds dress like hoochies? Ok, so this is more of a general assesment of society and less about concerts but hell while I'm ranting.
Why is pack rat so friggen good? (bone for my MTG folks)
If only I could get private shows. No, get YOUR mind out of the gutter.
I've tried it all, stand in the back, arrive early and get up front but it doesn't matter. You know, I've convinced myself while writing this that it's not me. It's the concert going population. They are just more "douchy" and less cool than they were even 3-5 years ago. I'll just chalk this one up to reality TV and call it a day.
Hugs n Hand Pounds
Josh
PS: GTL
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