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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Shit Talk Showdown at the Lady Gaga Corral
Posted by David Schmader on Tue, Aug 24, 2010 at 11:30 AM
Submitted last night to I, Anonymous:
I do not blame your boyfriend for getting drunk and wasting air at the show. I blame you for dragging him along with you. Why, why? You had a whole posse of your reedy bitch friends with you. I suspect you are simply the sort of girl who can't identify herself without the boyfriend accessory. Which is probably why you made such a lowly choice.You wouldn't even stand for reason when I turned around to politely ask him to take it down a notch. He was either too drunk or too baffled by intelligent female confrontation to look me in the eye. And it embarrassed you. It embarrassed you to the point that after several direct requests from myself and the people around me for him to SHUT THE FUCK UP, it was your friend who appointed herself spokesperson, so unnerved was she by your boiling embarrassment. "Look around, bitch. We're at a fucking concert," she spat at me. "He's just having a good time."
Oh really? We're at a concert? Yes. Yes we are. A concert I paid one-hundred very hard-earned dollars to see. A concert I have been waiting half a year for. A concert envisioned and performed by a lady I have great admiration and love for. We scream and dance and yell, yes, because that is what people do at concerts. But when a bit of theatrics or a soliloquy is going on, it is the artist we are straining to hear correctly in the god-awful acoustics of the Tacoma Dome—not your drunk-ass moron boyfriend shouting "Too much talky!" right behind me.
And no, you mascara-crusted cunt, he was not having a good time. He clearly would have been happier at home, watching MTV or downloading girl-on-girl porn, or else he wouldn't have felt the need to drink his way through the show and shout every dumb thought that occurred to his dumb, drunk head. He wouldn't have felt the need to try and drag the mood down all around him, around me, around the elderly lesbian couple behind him, around the ecstatic 13-year-old girl in front of me and her equally ecstatic, equally adorable mother. Rest assured, though, he did not ruin our evening. He probably ruined the back seat of your car, though. I hope he did. I hope it wasn't fun.
Next time, do everyone—including yourself—a respectful favor: fill a spill-proof bowl up with High Life, turn on the fucking Kardashians, call the boys over, and leave his ass home.
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Check.
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Also, going to a show that is aimed for an audience of 14 year olds and then complaining that people are immature: not a good look.
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What an uptight asshole. Stay home if you can't handle rowdy concert crowds. Or stand somewhere else. Or stop being a sexist wimp and yell at the person ACTUALLY bothering you, not the poor girlfriend who got stuck with an overly drunk friend and was probably already feeling embarrassed about it, like you implied.
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It must feel great to change the world.
PNW shushers, make some fucking noise already. You're killing music.
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@12 is right, an act that big will have a DVD that presents the perfect show, instead of a show in Tacoma.
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This is one reason I don't go to large venue shows any more.
You have that completely back-asswards. Classical music and opera became the domain for the upper classes who, as a rule, aren't rowdy or loud. You think the hoi polloi would attend the symphony if they could be loudmouthed assholes?
And the reason why I largely don't go to these concerts is because of the loudmouths. What the fuck's the point of going to a music event if you can't hear the music?
If you had read the I, Anon, perhaps you would have noticed the part where the writer did yell at the guy to shut the fuck up.
I have a friend up there who was thrown out of a Sonics game for cheering. Not drunk. Not heckling. Cheering.
I can respect it. When in Rome and all that. It is a pretty precious sense of etiquette your public has to enforce.
Shushed at a Lady Gaga concert at a domed sports arena? I guess.
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And I love going to concerts with my extremely large and formidable husband. I had some horrifically sloppy drunken asshole at the Gorge who kept fucking TOUCHING me, moving over and putting his hand on me, breathing his nasty drunken fumes on me. I kept moving my chair away. Finally, my husband, glowering like an incensed grizzly, picked the guy AND his chair up and moved them away from me.
He changed seats with his far-less-obnoxious wife, and I spent the rest of the concert enjoying the music instead of being afraid Asshole was going to puke in my lap or cop a feel.
I mean, making up a whole scenario based on nothing, in which the girl is someone who can't be without a guy? Who's to say it wasn't a first date? Who's to say the girlfriend didn't dump the guy right after the concert? Give me a fucking break. And the letter writer's comment about how the guy couldn't handle an argument from an intelligent woman? Puh-leeze. My eyeballs are rolled so far back in my head right now.
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a drunken a-hole at a concert...ANY concert...??? someone should have called the cops. sorry they can not hear you...
they're kinda busy.
When someone drinks to the point of obnoxiousness, it's at least partly, maybe even primarily, the responsibility of his or her companions to do something about it. Alcohol lowers inhibitions and impedes rational decision making. His more sober companions should have at least tried to do something about it and not stoop to accusing the other concertgoers of being in the wrong.
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