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phrasemuffin) wrote2007-05-05 08:04 pm
phrasemuffin) wrote2007-05-05 08:04 pm
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A night of Leeroy Lee and Missy Higgins... and no one else
Last night was... a zero.
The music was absolutely amazing. Lee and Higgins were both exceptional and, for them, I am so glad I went. Missy even let some clangers slip, even after acknowledging that it was an All Ages gig - she called herself the Support Slut as she'd "done the rounds ;D" at the Enmore (funnily enough right before singing Angela), then swore both times she realised she was singing the wrong lyrics to the most serious songs she's written. There was also a Fuck in there, and plenty of Bloody-s. She's so Aussie it hurts. AND I FUCKING LOVE HER!!
The night itself, however, was fucking horrible. I was alone. The entire night. And it sucked. An hour of standing in line/sitting in my seat (completely alone in my row for at least 3/4s of it) before Lee, then another hour of sitting after he'd played his set (of 30 miutes) before Missy came out. That may be the normal kind of set-up time at a concert, but it seems a lot longer when you're alone. Trust me.
So, two hours of loneliness, back-soreness from the seat, and self-consciousness from said loneliness, for two awesome acts. It evens out exactly. Hence, last night was a zero (on a scale of -10 to 10). Which sucks, because I was really hoping for a ten. Hell, the music alone was a ten, if not more. And before those of you who know the story of why I was alone jump to conclusions, it wouldn't have mattered either way: no one wanted to come see Missy. Something I fully do not understand, but do grudgingly accept.
*sigh* You'd think after how Wednesday's Stolen Ticket incident could have turned out, the night would have been good. That that would have filled my bad-musical-experiences quota for the week. But no.
humph
The music was absolutely amazing. Lee and Higgins were both exceptional and, for them, I am so glad I went. Missy even let some clangers slip, even after acknowledging that it was an All Ages gig - she called herself the Support Slut as she'd "done the rounds ;D" at the Enmore (funnily enough right before singing Angela), then swore both times she realised she was singing the wrong lyrics to the most serious songs she's written. There was also a Fuck in there, and plenty of Bloody-s. She's so Aussie it hurts. AND I FUCKING LOVE HER!!
The night itself, however, was fucking horrible. I was alone. The entire night. And it sucked. An hour of standing in line/sitting in my seat (completely alone in my row for at least 3/4s of it) before Lee, then another hour of sitting after he'd played his set (of 30 miutes) before Missy came out. That may be the normal kind of set-up time at a concert, but it seems a lot longer when you're alone. Trust me.
So, two hours of loneliness, back-soreness from the seat, and self-consciousness from said loneliness, for two awesome acts. It evens out exactly. Hence, last night was a zero (on a scale of -10 to 10). Which sucks, because I was really hoping for a ten. Hell, the music alone was a ten, if not more. And before those of you who know the story of why I was alone jump to conclusions, it wouldn't have mattered either way: no one wanted to come see Missy. Something I fully do not understand, but do grudgingly accept.
*sigh* You'd think after how Wednesday's Stolen Ticket incident could have turned out, the night would have been good. That that would have filled my bad-musical-experiences quota for the week. But no.
humph
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