I Loved It – But I’m BEAT

So I am writing this post late, after the Sunday night Icona Pop concert I attended with my Beloved and our friends, Mike and Chris. All in all, it was a GREAT time – Icona Pop kicked ASS and were worth every painful minute we waited (165 of them – minutes we waited) till they took the stage. The opening act was some “tween” DJ who was really good but I am pretty sure he has never shaved even once… The next TWO acts were variations of lame white girl rappers who frankly, in my humble opinion, both SUCKED. Plus the language – dear God, the language. I have never heard so many F-bombs set to a “boogie beat.”

Just when I was ready to call it a night, Icona Pop finally took to the stage and were A-M-A-Z-I-N-G for over an hour…

photo (49)photo (50)photo (48)The concert was really, REALLY amazing but I was reminded of a few things:

1. It is always more fun to go to a concert with friends – thanks, Chris and Mike, for joining us!

2. The headline act always appears LAST – that is why they are the headliners…

3. Standing room only venues demand comfortable shows. And cushioned socks…

4. Concerts that open with a pre-pubescent DJ will probably maybe be a little heavy on tween girls in the audience.

5. Second only to airports, a concert venue is the best place to witness people and their rude behavior.

6. Much as I hate to admit it, I am 55 – not 25 – so these late hours on a “school night” are bad news.

All-in-all, I had a fantastic time, and I think Martin loved it, too. It was our first “real” concert together so we will always have that memory; that, and the herds of 4’11” blonde girls that crowded us all night. One literally stood with her head in Martin’s armpit to watch the show. Ugh. I know, I’m supposed to shout, “I Don’t Care” – but I do…

Please. Give a guy a little space. especially when that guy that has been standing in that space since 7PM, and you “rolled in” at like 9:05PM…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s