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I am a crotchety old lady
Jun. 7th, 2009 11:09 pmI am old. I'm not, but I totally feel it. I don't enjoy the sort of "cutting loose" that people my age do. I don't drink to excess to have a good time. (A margarita here or there to the point of being buzzed is as far as Trinity goes these days--I did my heavy drinking for one lifetime, thank you.) I do not do drugs or have any interest in trying them. I don't run around like a maniac. I just...it's not worth the effort or the consequences, man. I've even lost interest in any temporary body-mod things like dying my freakin' hair, that's how old I am.
So I go to a concert, right? And I am probably younger than 75% of the crowd, but I feel like I'm too old to be there. Because the crowd is full of people doing all those things that I don't feel add to my enjoyment of the music or the moment. They're smoking like five-alarm fires and drinking to drown whole schools of fish and moshing like paranoid meth-heads on a bender. I just--I don't need that bullshit to have a fucking fabulous time at a concert by one of my favorite bands. In fact, my fucking fabulous time was seriously shortened by fuckers doing those things and not giving a shit (or being too incapacitated by overpriced, shitty beer to notice) that they were killing the natural high the rest of us old-young people were able to get from just some goddamned loud music with total fannish abandon.
I was there in the crowd for, max, two hours, and my lungs burned. I've never had that happen, and I sat behind some guys ten years ago at a concert who smuggled a giant bong and two gallon-sized bags of pot and smoked the entire fucking thing. I have even smoked cigarettes and not had my trachea seize up in agony as the cells lining it DIED. I couldn't even finish the concert because I was grouchy, in severe pulmonary pain, and in constant fear that the fuckheads in the impromptu mosh pit that opened next to me were going to get another notion to just start charging my way again.
I think I'm too old for this shit. Or, I guess, I should say, that I'm too old to see any concert unless I'm assigned a fucking seat and it's indoors in a state where smoking indoors is tantamount to assault with a deadly weapon (which it fucking is). I don't think it will even matter as there is hardly any single band I follow any more that I would spend concert-ticket money on.
(Concert was good, don't get me wrong. My best pictures--such as they are--are here. Luckily, with time, the annoyance I felt will fade, but the thrill will stay with me.)
So I go to a concert, right? And I am probably younger than 75% of the crowd, but I feel like I'm too old to be there. Because the crowd is full of people doing all those things that I don't feel add to my enjoyment of the music or the moment. They're smoking like five-alarm fires and drinking to drown whole schools of fish and moshing like paranoid meth-heads on a bender. I just--I don't need that bullshit to have a fucking fabulous time at a concert by one of my favorite bands. In fact, my fucking fabulous time was seriously shortened by fuckers doing those things and not giving a shit (or being too incapacitated by overpriced, shitty beer to notice) that they were killing the natural high the rest of us old-young people were able to get from just some goddamned loud music with total fannish abandon.
I was there in the crowd for, max, two hours, and my lungs burned. I've never had that happen, and I sat behind some guys ten years ago at a concert who smuggled a giant bong and two gallon-sized bags of pot and smoked the entire fucking thing. I have even smoked cigarettes and not had my trachea seize up in agony as the cells lining it DIED. I couldn't even finish the concert because I was grouchy, in severe pulmonary pain, and in constant fear that the fuckheads in the impromptu mosh pit that opened next to me were going to get another notion to just start charging my way again.
I think I'm too old for this shit. Or, I guess, I should say, that I'm too old to see any concert unless I'm assigned a fucking seat and it's indoors in a state where smoking indoors is tantamount to assault with a deadly weapon (which it fucking is). I don't think it will even matter as there is hardly any single band I follow any more that I would spend concert-ticket money on.
(Concert was good, don't get me wrong. My best pictures--such as they are--are here. Luckily, with time, the annoyance I felt will fade, but the thrill will stay with me.)
