Grrr.

[teiresias]

Concert: crap from start to finish. Any enjoyment I might have derived from Less Than Jake and their ability to play actual instruments was leeched from me by the three (three!) eleventh-rate punk-wannabe posers who preceded them, not to mention their legions of sweaty, stinky, quasi-epileptic teenybopper fans.

Rock shows=gigantic waste of time and money. I'll stick with my books.

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[zeblith.livejournal.com]

Yeah. =S I was really confused as to what the hell was up with those intro bands. That was about two and a half hours of hell, followed by an hour of "If I wasn't so fucking numb-minded I might've enjoyed this." I usually don't pay for that kind of torture. At least my immediate company was awesome, and I had my little toy to play with. It turned out pretty much the same way as going to a baseball game, except with more "My body's vibrating, and I'm scared the floor beneath me is going to give out. O_O;"

Nik quite possibly could've been the only straightedge bathing hardcore fan there. ^^;;;

At least the earplugs worked so it didn't end up like the Bravery, with a residual hum for three days. And I'm sure, excluding the fact that you had a less-than-stellar time, Nik was happy you were there. It's one of those things I guess, like you guys were saying, you're like, totally different. But I'm sure Nik will find ways, time and again, to make up for the "crap" of last night. Not that it necessarily needs saying, but I like saying it anyway.

And, meh, it's over and done with, out a few bucks and a couple hours of your life, but there's more unproductive things that could be done in this world, and, hey, at least YOU have books to fall back on. XD I have to resort to... laundry... O.O;