My wife and I have gotten back into the concert-going thing over the last 6 years. We’ve focused on select artists or bands we really like and venues where we can really get close-up and have that ‘intimate’ feel with the performer.
Friday night we spent the evening with Chris Difford of Squeeze fame at Philadelphia’s Tin Angel. By having an over-priced dinner at Serrano downstairs we were able to have reserved seats for the show upstairs.
At virtually every show there is an ‘annoying fan’ sitting way too close to us. At this show, it was the guy and his wife in front of us, which put them in the front row and saw the need to push having a personal conversation with Chris throughout the show. And when he wasn’t doing that he was continually turning his head around looking for the waiter with a buggy eye and then resuming conversing with his wife during the songs. His head would turn a la The Exorcist kid and that buggy eye would roam the back of the room.
Other annoying fans in the past have been the drunkard at the Joe Jackson/Todd Rundgren show that heckled opener-Joe and then spent the whole Todd show, yelling “Todd, yeah, Todd, yeah, Todd” even during Can We Still Be Friends.
The rest are an odd collection of boomers that think we paid out top dollar to hear their lousy renditions masking the folks on stage. Our dream is to start hosting shows in our own living room or back yard.
That’s enough of the rant for the weekend.
