tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post8395350293822660385..comments2024-03-27T09:05:25.928+00:00Comments on Disaffected Scanner Jockey: Aging Disgracefully at the Bob Mould ShowShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-84973911489312709142008-03-18T04:14:00.000+00:002008-03-18T04:14:00.000+00:00went to an out door music festival a few years bac...went to an out door music festival a few years back and was dismayed ot find one of the acts what teeny bopper one hit wonder Hanson. My ears have never recovered from the shrill squealing. Oh know - I'm having a flash back - must go pour acid in my ears to lessen the pain.Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16028778070561332377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-37547505342423845652008-03-17T20:19:00.000+00:002008-03-17T20:19:00.000+00:00i have thoughts, I'm picturing a severed head boun...i have thoughts, I'm picturing a severed head bouncing all around a cubicle like a rapidly deflating helium balloon. Collective Soul has that effect on people.<BR/><BR/>Kristen, while I occasionally have the urge to throw children (especially at other children), I don't think I'd actually go through with it.Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-76607933844875372002008-03-17T17:30:00.000+00:002008-03-17T17:30:00.000+00:00I saw a small kid being catapulted by larger biker...I saw a small kid being catapulted by larger biker types through the audience at a Live show at Bender. He landed on my friend's head.<BR/><BR/>Then there was myself at about 27 years old wearing a satin jacket and safari hat at a Duran Duran show around 1997. About 12 years too late.Kristen S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13797005752143223899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-68832540894819763892008-03-17T16:49:00.000+00:002008-03-17T16:49:00.000+00:00thanks...now i can't get that damn "heavan let you...thanks...now i can't get that damn "heavan let your light shine down" song out of my head...thanks alot...i will now bang my head off my cubicle wallAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-5028089266254106892008-03-17T15:50:00.000+00:002008-03-17T15:50:00.000+00:00HP, not quite as awesome as the time I saw Ryan Ad...HP, not quite as awesome as the time I saw Ryan Adams drunkenly cover Black Flag, but that's definitely up there.<BR/><BR/>Lemmonex, I've become desensitized to that as well. My current show peeve are the people who show up at the last minute then muscle their way up to the front. You want a good spot? Get there when the doors open like civilized people.<BR/><BR/>I Have Thoughts, wow. Jeez. Who opened for them, Collective Soul?Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16089796721473561446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-48331792986803262932008-03-17T15:44:00.000+00:002008-03-17T15:44:00.000+00:00i was at a show where some schmuck took a swing at...i was at a show where some schmuck took a swing at a bouncer in front of the stage...in the middle of a song, the lead singer stopped the show, jumped off the stage, kicked the shit out of the punch-throwing schmuck, jumped back on stage and picked up right where the song left off...amazing<BR/><BR/>the band, ashamed to say, was candlebox...stop judging me, the show was free and it was the early/mid 90s...STOP JUDGING ME!!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-25860917912362867682008-03-17T15:28:00.000+00:002008-03-17T15:28:00.000+00:00I remember the first time I saw someone talk on a ...I remember the first time I saw someone talk on a cell at a concert and I thought that was horrible...and now? Par for the course.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4056861.post-47033421215453008392008-03-17T14:50:00.000+00:002008-03-17T14:50:00.000+00:00The weirdest thing I have ever seen at a concert w...The weirdest thing I have ever seen at a concert was Badly Drawn Boy drunkenly mumbling Pogues songs into the mic for three hours seemingly unaware that he was performing on stage. Total waste of my (then) non-profit assistant money (read: dirt poor). I still haven't forgiven him.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com