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13 Feb 04

stars and more hatred

wednesday night was the much anticipated stars show at the grad club. i’d seen them once before, last year with broken social scene, and they kicked bss’s ass energywise and performancewise. needless to say i was looking forward to it.

much like the last time i saw them, the show didn’t get underway until late. it wasn’t quite as late as the by divine right fiasco of last week, but for a wednesday night an 11:10 start is pretty late for me (in this case, the opening band’s car accident en route can be blamed). the openers were called marlowe, and they impressed – picture broken social sceney’s more mellow stuff with a female singer. not bad at all. stars’ set was amazing as expected, full of energy and songs about fucking (in their words). i quite enjoyed amy millan’s drunken antics, including dropping her guitar on the floor and “playing” it while bending down thus making herself bleed, and telling a long (and very un-hendrix story, according to torq) about how hard it is to get into queen’s.

anyway, the show was good, but i’d like to take this opportunity to discuss people who clearly have no concert etiquette. so, here is a list of people i hate:

  • the guy with the pseudo messy hair and stripey shirt – stars sing love songs. your 80s metal fist pumps did NOT fit in, and were very mockworthy…you looked like the stereotypical my-first-concert-guy. your faux-messy hair loses its effect when you spend the evening primping it to make sure it’s just messy enough. and dammit, stop elbowing me. (an aside – i was about to describe this guy to jo yesterday while eating lunch in biosci when he walked by wearing the exact same shirt. convenient.)
  • jason schwartzman wannabe – you are 6’4 and you feel the need to stand in the front row? don’t push past people under 5’5 just to stand at the front and tap your foot.
  • mr messy hair’s large sadies-loving friend – if you weigh >250 and you are so drunk that you’re wobbling, please, for the sake of public safety, get away from the crowd. same goes for the case where you are so drunk that you look ready to vomit at any moment.
  • library girl and boyfriend, standing against the side wall – it’s great that you are familiar with the stars’ material, but was it really necessary to come up with actions to the songs? oh, and making out every 30 seconds was a bit unnecessary as well.
  • the guy drinking hot tea in the middle of the crowd – all it takes is one drunken elbow and someone gets scaldy.

who’d i miss?

and hey, i figure if i’ve already offended my name twin this week, i might as well offend everyone at queen’s one by one.

3 Responses to “stars and more hatred”

  1. 1
    anne Says:

    you missed the girl who is constantly shouting “take off your pants!”. uh, wait sec… never mind.

  2. 2
    pager Says:

    i wouldn’t say i missed her.

  3. 3
    anne Says:

    zing!! that hurt.

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