Friday, June 06, 2008
Ladytron and The Gary Busey Syndrome
So Ben and I went to see Ladytron last night at the Palladium Ballroom in Dallas. It's been almost two years since Ladytron was here, and that was their first time EVER playing in Texas. I think it's pretty cool that I've been to both of their Texas shows. And this time they didn't seem scared that we were all a bunch of shitkicking hillbillies. We have our share of club kids and house-music-heads.
The show was awesome. They were promoting their new album, Velocifero.
I know I'm getting older and that my show days are coming closer and closer to being over, but in all my years of going to concerts, there always seems to be one constant. Something that Ben and I lovingly refer to as: "The Gary Busey Syndrome".
The Gary Busey Syndrome is how there is always ONE guy at any show who seems completely out of place, is dressed like he's just stepped out of the 80's, and oh yeah, he's batshit crazy. He's usually got one or two women on his arm that look bought and paid for, and his dancing is worse than Elaine from Seinfeld. 98% of the time, the Busey is usually standing RIGHT next to us, drinking some alcoholic beverage and grinding on his special lady friend. It always makes me want to simultaneously vomit and elbow him in the nutsack.
At the They Might Be Giants show in March, thankfully we were in the balcony and the Busey was a few rows ahead of us, so we just got the view and none of the fireworks.
This time he was RIGHT next to us and didn't seem to mind my elbow poking into his sweaty, flabby ribs for the better part of an hour. Finally he moved over the two inches it took to give me back my personal space.
I have officially decided that I'm too old now to be right up in front of the stage at shows. Ben and I got up close when Ladytron opened, and by the fourth or fifth song I'd had enough and we had to move to the sidelines. Part of the reason for this move was the two club kids that took some X, then one complained he was hot, and his boyfriend, in his most domestic voice possible, told him that it was his sweater vest and to quit complaining. Once I had the Busey-X-tripping-grinding combo on either side of me, I knew my time in the front was limited. The last straw was the fact that I couldn't see a goddamn thing of the stage.
Now, I'm not short by any means. I'm about 5 feet 7 inches tall, so not a shorty, but I'm not all that crazy tall. Even so, I always seem to find myself behind a perfect storm of guys that are ALWAYS taller than me, blocking my view of any stage that I'm trying to get a solid view of.
I had such a good time and am really glad that we got to see Ladytron again. I hope they continue to come back here, and hopefully I can see them maybe one or two more times before I deem myself too old to attend shows anymore.
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