last night was quite possibly one of the best nights ever. in the whole wide world. seriously… best.night.ever. it totally made the whole week worth it, you know? totally fucking worth it.
so totally unexpectedly i win tickets to see gnarls barkley for FREE in rhode island. wooo hooo!! that makes FOUR TIMES i have won tickets to a concert (but we don’t count the third one, cuz who in the fuck wants to see guster? seriously…) so i’m fucking excited. and the boy begs off of work and we meet and set out on the open road.
god damn i love driving, and it’s so nice being able to whenever i want now, you know? and we left late enough that we just missed the rush hour crowd and traffic was decent. and, despite being a brat, the boy is really good with navigation assistance…you know, for a brat.
so we made really good time to URI, and found the ryan center and got parking RIGHT.NEXT.TO.THE.BUILDING for free! and it was awesome. i haven’t been that excited in a whiles, actually. then we went up to will-call and got our tickets (i was on the guest list!! heee!!!) and went inside. it was surprisingly much nicer than the tsongas arena in lowell, and comparable to the arena in amherst (but no one likes amherst).
we went in, found our seats and the first thing that struck me was how bloody empty the whole place was. half the floor was barely filled up and it was maybe 3-4 rows deep on each side for seating! how lame, man! i figured that it would fill up closer to the show actually starting, but then i realized it was starting in .2 minutes and that we were also in rhode island, in the middle of fucking no where.
gnarls barkley comes out…in school uniforms. rockin’ out to motherfuckin’ pink floyd’s the wall and totally fucking awesome!! possibly even more awesome than last month at the avalon. and the crowd just stood there (a goodish portion of them sitting). and they bust out with some kick ass tunes, and the crowd just stood there. i’m on my feet, rockin’ out like you wouldn’t believe…and the crowd just stood there. half-hearted cheers and whatnot so low that you could clearly hear me screaming above a lot of it. which is like…ridiculous. seriously ridiculous.
they busted out “gone daddy, gone” (which has its video debut today) and nobody got the Spinal Tap reference…seriously, nobody got it! IT GOES UP TO FUCKING ELEVEN!!! jesus, people…have a fucking pulse or something!
and cee-lo is busting out all of these dancy moves and totally tearin’ it up, and the crowd just fucking stands there! while the show was totally rockin’ in its own right, it made me feel bad. a shitty-ass crowd can really put a damper on even the most awesome of shows. this, of course, has nothing to do with the utter eargasmic abilities of the band playing. there is one exception to this rule, and that is: if a band totally sucks the 12 dicks of failure, then the crowd doesn’t have to fake it. but when a band is fucktacularly awesome (as gnarls barkley definitely is), you fuckin’ get your ass out of your seat and show some fuckin’ love, damnit!
i just…i don’t understand it. i think it’s a new england thing, actually…even at fucking nine inch nails, people just stand there. granted, URI is in the middle of fucking nowhere, so it’s entirely likely that none of those fools have ever even been to a concert. and for that, i am sorry…it sucks to be them. but why go to a show if you’re just gonna stand there like a brainless dolt?!?!
too many shows in boston suffer the same issue…and i can’t figure out what the fuck is wrong with people out here. but i’m sure it has something to do with willfully cheering for the red sox, with thinking sam adams is good pissbeer, with stampeding on the T like a crazed elephant, with not knowing how to speak english properly, with being a total new england retard.
at least, that’s the only thing i can think of.
but it doesn’t matter, cuz at the end of the night, gnarls barkley was fucking awesome (i need that version of transformer on my ipod!) and it was the best night ever. and anyone who didn’t enjoy it to the fullest is a complete tard.
best.night.ever.
