mine was when i went to see the flaming lips open for string cheese incident at the harbor center in portmouth, va. i booked a hotel, drove four hours, got very happy, walked to the venue . . . to see that it had been closed and destroyed by a hurricane, and the show had been moved (last minute) to the norva. no notice from ticketmaster, no refund either, because the show was not cancelled. i had no clue where the norva was at the time, and the people out front of the harbor center laughed at me as i walked away with a frown on my face.
worst concert experience?
only one that comes to mind: i was at an outdoor electronic music festival in south-central PA. during a lull in the music i left the festival site to go make a beer'n'snack run, there was a gas station a few miles away. i was high on life (yes, at the time, only life) - weather was beyond gorgeous, music was awesome, i was hanging out with some great friends, bbq'ing in the forest, swimming in a stream, etc etc etc. on my way back to the festie, ripping down a country road, music blaring, i came across a doe and her two fawn in the middle of the road. mom & jr#1 got out of the way in time, jr#2 didn't. if i had been a little more responsible, if i had kept my hands-in-the-air attitude under control until i returned to the festival, i probably wouldn't have killed that deer. ruined the rest of my weekend. i didn't tell anyone back at the festival (i feared, probably wrongly, that it would bum them out as much as it was dragging me down) but everyone noticed that i wasn't having as much fun.
when that drunk douchebag cracked me overthe head with a bottle at the 9:30, and i had to sit in Howard Hospital for seven hours beforethey stitched me up. But you guys already know tht story.
i don't think i've heard the story, rhett. remind us?
Originally posted by Julian, certified WEBLEBRITY:
Let's start at the very beginning, because Julie Andrews once told me it was a very good place to start. I had the extreme misfortune of meeting DeathFromAbove on the otherwise pleasant, albeit rainy, night of August 9th, 2007. I was at the Patriot Center – which has a terrible color scheme for those of you keeping track at home – for Muse and shortly after the opener this sweaty, ill-shaven beanpole of a homeless person saunters up and is all "Hey, Jew Lion!" That's right, "Jew Lion." I knew then I hated him but I didn't realize at the time it was only the beginning of a hate affair that only grows deeper every day.
His ugly spectacled face kept blathering onward about the most inane garbage, and I tried my God's honest best to be nice, and commented on how delightful his username was because it contained the titles of two Smashing Pumpkins songs. He then felt the need to correct me, and tell me it was the name of a band, as though I didn't know. Apparently "joking around" isn't a place to be found in DeathFromAbove's America.
So then I tried to smooth things over with a less subtle joke and said, "Oh yeah, never heard of them. Are they a My Bloody Valentine cover band or something?" Again, this registered with him about like a sack of barbells to the face and he proceeded to give me a wikipedia-esque rundown of the band's entire history. Sarcasm must have gotten deported from DeathFromAbove's America during the second World War.
I would recant in painful detail the rest of the evening, but let's just say he had a certain odor to him, and leave it at that, because children may read this message board and I don't want to frighten our younger readers…
well there goes the cease fire :roll:
Wolfmother, Bonnaroo 07. This was worst ever based solely upon their performance.
Originally posted by kosmo:Oh, come on, once we saw the thread title we were all thinking it. It's not as though I retold the story in even more excruciating detail.
well there goes the cease fire :roll:
Originally posted by Julian, certified WEBLEBRITY:LOL
Originally posted by Julian, certified WEBLEBRITY:
Let's start at the very beginning, because Julie Andrews once told me it was a very good place to start. I had the extreme misfortune of meeting DeathFromAbove on the otherwise pleasant, albeit rainy, night of August 9th, 2007. I was at the Patriot Center – which has a terrible color scheme for those of you keeping track at home – for Muse and shortly after the opener this sweaty, ill-shaven beanpole of a homeless person saunters up and is all "Hey, Jew Lion!" That's right, "Jew Lion." I knew then I hated him but I didn't realize at the time it was only the beginning of a hate affair that only grows deeper every day.
His ugly spectacled face kept blathering onward about the most inane garbage, and I tried my God's honest best to be nice, and commented on how delightful his username was because it contained the titles of two Smashing Pumpkins songs. He then felt the need to correct me, and tell me it was the name of a band, as though I didn't know. Apparently "joking around" isn't a place to be found in DeathFromAbove's America.
So then I tried to smooth things over with a less subtle joke and said, "Oh yeah, never heard of them. Are they a My Bloody Valentine cover band or something?" Again, this registered with him about like a sack of barbells to the face and he proceeded to give me a wikipedia-esque rundown of the band's entire history. Sarcasm must have gotten deported from DeathFromAbove's America during the second World War.
I would recant in painful detail the rest of the evening, but let's just say he had a certain odor to him, and leave it at that, because children may read this message board and I don't want to frighten our younger readers…
My personal worst experience was Zwan w/ Queens of the Stone Age at Towson's bloody gym. It was general admission, the place was absolutely packed, and it was hotter than hades and humid with the collective sweat of the great unwashed alt-masses. I'm prone to migraine headaches, and ended up with the worst one of my life that night. Made it through the concert but was in serious pain by the time I had to drive over an hour home. By the time I got back I was shaking uncontrollably and in the worst pain I've ever experienced in my life.
It sucked.
As for most disappointing experience, I think daisy's review sums it up best.
It sucked.
As for most disappointing experience, I think daisy's review sums it up best.
Originally posted by Arthwys:That was, without a doubt, the hottest, most overpacked indoor concert I ever attended.
My personal worst experience was Zwan w/ Queens of the Stone Age at Towson's bloody gym. It was general admission, the place was absolutely packed, and it was hotter than hades and humid with the collective sweat of the great unwashed alt-masses. I'm prone to migraine headaches, and ended up with the worst one of my life that night. Made it through the concert but was in serious pain by the time I had to drive over an hour home. By the time I got back I was shaking uncontrollably and in the worst pain I've ever experienced in my life.
It sucked.
wimp
Originally posted by Arthwys:
My personal worst experience was Zwan w/ Queens of the Stone Age at Towson's bloody gym. It was general admission, the place was absolutely packed, and it was hotter than hades and humid with the collective sweat of the great unwashed alt-masses. I'm prone to migraine headaches, and ended up with the worst one of my life that night. Made it through the concert but was in serious pain by the time I had to drive over an hour home. By the time I got back I was shaking uncontrollably and in the worst pain I've ever experienced in my life.
It sucked.
As for most disappointing experience, I think daisy's review sums it up best.
Working:
One of the guys from Squeeze doing a solo acoustic show at Fletchers. Something was wrong with the monitor system that night, they would go loud/quiet at random times. Opener was irked by it, but got through. The guy from Squeeze (Difford or Tilbrook I think) was freaked by it and went up stairs fuming. I was the responsible party since I was doing sound, but it wasn't my system, I was just the guy dumped with the task. Went upstairs, apologized, he ended up doing the show on the floor with all the fans, it worked great, he made it work and I was calm by the end but it sucked big time for quite a while.
Seen:
PiL at the Ontario Theater. I think 9353 was supposed to open up. Doors were like 7 or 8 pm, we were highschool kids who got dad to drive us down. School the next day. Left around 11:30 pm, NOTHING had happened, they kept playing Souxie and some guy would come up on stage going "2 2 2 2 1 1 2 2 2". So in the end, saw nothing, heard it sort of started around 1 or 2 amp.
One of the guys from Squeeze doing a solo acoustic show at Fletchers. Something was wrong with the monitor system that night, they would go loud/quiet at random times. Opener was irked by it, but got through. The guy from Squeeze (Difford or Tilbrook I think) was freaked by it and went up stairs fuming. I was the responsible party since I was doing sound, but it wasn't my system, I was just the guy dumped with the task. Went upstairs, apologized, he ended up doing the show on the floor with all the fans, it worked great, he made it work and I was calm by the end but it sucked big time for quite a while.
Seen:
PiL at the Ontario Theater. I think 9353 was supposed to open up. Doors were like 7 or 8 pm, we were highschool kids who got dad to drive us down. School the next day. Left around 11:30 pm, NOTHING had happened, they kept playing Souxie and some guy would come up on stage going "2 2 2 2 1 1 2 2 2". So in the end, saw nothing, heard it sort of started around 1 or 2 amp.
Steve Kimock Band state theatre in March of '04 I think?
It was the first night of a brutal roughly week-long bout with strep throat. Started to come down with it right there at the show. Miraculously, I was able to hold off on puking my guts out until I made it home.
Show was a boring wanky snoozefest, too.
It was the first night of a brutal roughly week-long bout with strep throat. Started to come down with it right there at the show. Miraculously, I was able to hold off on puking my guts out until I made it home.
Show was a boring wanky snoozefest, too.
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, September 1998, Warfield…I had this big cold sore more than the size of a quarter, IN MY THROAT. This was after a terrible car accident a couple weeks prior.
How's the State Theater by the way? I might go there for the first time for Broken Social Scene next week.
Originally posted by azaghal1981:
Steve Kimock Band state theatre in March of '04 I think?
The general concensus on this board is that it's a shithole but I didn't mind it the times I've been there.
And you're passing up APTBS for BSS? For shame!
And you're passing up APTBS for BSS? For shame!
I might still make it to APTBS since it's a late show. The opener for BSS starts at 8:30…
Or I can skip APTBS for this one:
http://www.boweryballroom.com/calendar/show/2189/
but I already have a ticket for Magnetic Fields in Philly that night. :(
Or I can skip APTBS for this one:
http://www.boweryballroom.com/calendar/show/2189/
but I already have a ticket for Magnetic Fields in Philly that night. :(
Originally posted by azaghal1981:
And you're passing up APTBS for BSS? For shame!
Wow that looks ridiculous.
::checks calendar::
Nothing.
Hmmm…
::checks calendar::
Nothing.
Hmmm…
state theater: i think it's fine. only ever seen two shows there, enjoyed them both. i appreciated the laid-back athmosphere, the fact that you could arrive early and have dinner there, and the randomness of the crowd… at the ozric tentacles, there were several families of yokels who had no idea what hit them - but got in to the music anyways. staff was always really nice, and they have decent beers on tap.
oh, azaghal: having seem APTBS previously, they only get a 6 or 7 out of 10 from me. slightly above average, but i'm definitely not staying out late to catch them at the 930 this week. BRING YOUR EARPLUGS - these guys are loud.
oh, azaghal: having seem APTBS previously, they only get a 6 or 7 out of 10 from me. slightly above average, but i'm definitely not staying out late to catch them at the 930 this week. BRING YOUR EARPLUGS - these guys are loud.