Trying to listen to a very nice song here by an awesome singer and I just CAN'T.
All it takes is one bad apple one GODDAMN drunk cunt to ruin it all:
the classic bad apple that ruins the whole fucking basket.
What does it take for one to think?
(Maybe less alcohol to begin with)
and then again.
I mean how much empathy, intelligence, integrity, common sense (and what not)
does one need to just realise there are a hundred people around you and all of them paid good money to listen to a professional they like and none of them really enjoys you screaming non-stop like a banshee
(comme une guenon en chaleur)
I watched a concert by Neil Young on YouTube way way back then in England (1971)
where the spectators were a pure joy of class and respect it was sublime.
Never ever to be lived again with a million iphones in your face and fuck you if you're short, you're SOL.
It is well known that most gaming society are just getting worse everyday with toxic behaviour: blame some 12 year old with too much money or not enough character and laisser-faire parents but still there is no place to hide anymore not even in virtual reality which one would have loved to be dreamlike.
I haven't been to too many shows but I remember two of them where I enjoyed myself way back then:
Alice Cooper because I was 3rd row and the speakers covered all other noises
and Ani DiFranco where I showed up at 1PM for a show at 8PM IIRC, making sure I was standing in the first row right next to the stage.
All this to say that all together I much prefer STUDIO music without all the animals! :)
or maybe a stage show where myself have enough alcohol in me to filter out all the other noisy alcoholics LOL
Most of the time a live show or a cover (which I call a karaoke) just sends me back to the original, a bit like your first love that you never forget they say :)
End of rant for today.
Rants are getting fewer this year,
I would need a manic December like in 2009 just to match 2019.
O well this too shall pass I don't even know why 2015 was so slow since I can't remember yesterday or what I did 5 minutes ago.
the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
More like a long night really
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