tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12627112.post2391323560821786978..comments2023-11-05T05:00:40.722-06:00Comments on The Complacency Chronicles: COLUMN: Concert Idiots-shane-http://www.blogger.com/profile/10208833447055231529noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12627112.post-8565521395137957162007-03-20T08:54:00.000-05:002007-03-20T08:54:00.000-05:00niWow, John Prine gives me a lot of vibes, but vio...niWow, John Prine gives me a lot of vibes, but violence? How shocking. The gentelman must not have known proper folk rock etequitte (I know that's spelled wrong, I hardly use the word). It is appropriate to sing along with every song at such a concert. It is an insult not to.<BR/><BR/>My second comment would be:<BR/><BR/>What's wrong with dancing hippies?<BR/><BR/>Much better than slam dancing numb heads. (boy, I bet that insult will cow future behavior at these concerts)<BR/><BR/>Was there slam dancing at John Prine too? Maybe people thought they were seeing John Denver. Now singing along with John Denver songs, whilst he's singing? I mean...I want to hear him if he's out on tour.<BR/><BR/>Boy this is rambling nonsense today.Socialist Christian Hippiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18243069889495334487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12627112.post-65068400844833732952007-03-20T07:49:00.000-05:002007-03-20T07:49:00.000-05:00That cracks me up that you are trying to spread th...That cracks me up that you are trying to spread the gospel of the Super Furry Animals. My husband is also a big-time SFA fan and is also trying to spread the gospel to everyone he knows. I think that the Super Furry Animals must have subliminal messages in their music, saying "Tell everyone you know that they need to listen to us" (said in a Welsh accent)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12627112.post-22096170792004748262007-03-19T21:54:00.000-05:002007-03-19T21:54:00.000-05:00I was at a Los Lonely Boys concert a couple years ...I was at a Los Lonely Boys concert a couple years ago at the Vic Theatre in Chicago. We were front row left side of a packed first come first serve floor. Who arrives next to me other than a middle aged woman with hair down to her ankles. For the next 3 hours I managed to get my watch and anything else tangled in her hair. She would start putting on lipstick in the middle of songs and lots of other crazy shit. Felt so awkward the whole time.Robbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00013501082135348874noreply@blogger.com