I seldom attend rock shows anymore. They're too loud and smoky. Yeah, I'm old, but I kind of always felt that way - it's just that they were more tolerable when I used to spend a lot more time drunk.
I sort of wanted to see the Dead Kennedys when they were in town last month but it was one of those million band festivals and I didn't feel like being around a million idiot punk musicians. I meant to try to get together with their singer Jeff for a coffee but typically I flaked.
So now I kind of want to go out to see the All-American Rejects at the Aragon on Sunday night. I may or may not be on the list, but I don't want to find out the hard way that I'm not. The hard way involves standing outside in the cold at the will call window emptyhanded, seething and shaking my fist at the venue and all she represents. I can just walk out in front of my own building and do that if the urge strikes - why drive all the way up to the Aragon? I'd buy tickets except that I'm cheap and I don't believe in paying to get into shows if I can avoid it by getting in on the list. So we'll see what happens and in any case I'll try to report back Monday.