Hey, man! You're ruining my concert!
Posted: Thursday, July 31, 2008 6:00 AM by Anna Chan
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Music
Since attending my first concert at age 12 (it was Nelson, if you must know), I’ve been hooked on live music. Sure, CDs sound flawless and uninterrupted at home, but a concert can provide a glimpse of the person behind the tunes, reinterpretations of favorite songs, and the opportunity to enjoy it in with a room (or stadium) full of others who also dig the artist.
But there are always a few folks who put a damper on the shows and my mood:
The Backpacker
What could anyone possibly need at a rock show that would require a backpack to hold? And if getting whacked by that pack every time said backpacker moves an inch in the pit isn’t bad enough, try getting slammed into it and having mysterious jagged items shoved into your chest as the rush of people surges toward the stage.
The Singer
Say you’re at a park, checking out a mellow artist and gently rocking to the music. Then suddenly, the vocalist goes off-key and the timing is all wrong. Oh wait, no, that’s not the vocalist, it’s the person sitting next to you. Shut it, buddy! I didn’t pay good money to hear your karaoke stylings, OK?
The Kid Toters
Even worse than The Singers are the people who let their little kids scream and run wild while you’re trying to chill to the tunes. Sure, families should encourage their children to explore and enjoy music – but when the kids are old enough to know better than to test their vocals against the band’s! If you can’t get your little ones to behave, get a babysitter or stay home.
The Statue
Music often leads to dancing, and that’s certainly true at concerts. Yet some people knowingly purchase general admission tickets to popular shows, stand in the middle of the floor, arms crossed, feet firmly planted, then throw nasty looks at any concertgoer who dares to dance and accidentally brushes against them. Want to avoid contact? Buy a reserved-seating ticket, genius.
The Stinker
This person ranks pretty high on my list of concert annoyances. Seriously, there’s really nothing worse than being shoved up against a giant, shirtless, sweaty, incredibly smelly guy. Well, maybe getting shoved around by the crowd and slipping from one sweaty, stinky, shirtless guy to the next, with no way to escape the deepest bowels of the mosh pit as you become drenched in other people’s sweat and BO. C’mon, guys. Keep your shirt on and use some deodorant.
Share your own concertgoing peeves in the comments.