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so... i'd like to tell you that i got tickets to see the mars volta the day they went on sale, or even presale which i had the opportunity to get..
i'd like to tell you that i found a sweet parking spot and didn't have to pay squat.
i'd like to tell you that i was at the same level of inebriation as the guys on stage.
i'd like to tell you that i heard "l'via" (which kate and i sing "LBI")
i'd like to tell you that the mars volta played an encore for the first time ever ever.
i'd like to tell you that i danced with cedric on a rainbow and when we came back to earth i taught him what it really means to wear tight pants.
but i'll talk about what really happened.
when the mars volta tickets went on sale, it was xmas shopping time and i couldn't even think about spending money on myself that wasn't for food or gas. so when i realized i wanted to see them, + polka_dot_com wanted to come + i had a few bucks for it, the damn thing was sold out and i had to pay some major bucks on ebay for some tickets. ok, no biggie. they's my fav and all.
so the show started at 9, which meant i'd've had to leave work RIGHT at 8. so far this week, i've been stuck on chats til 830. so tonight, when i was done at 8:03, it was nothing short of a goddamn miracle.
after driving around south street for 20 minutes (and who wouldnt love that? [insert sarcasm here]) i finally decided to pay $20 (t-w-e-n-t-y--d-o-l-l-a-r-s people~!) to park about a block from the tla. feeeing ripped off? yes. feel safer to leave my belongings in the trunk so i can go purseless to a concert? yes.
so on to the set list. hate to sound like dennis green (high five if you know who the eff im talkin about) but the mars volta played what i thought they'd play. according to their past 7 concerts, i knew they pretty much had a set.. uh.. setlist, and they probably wouldn't deviate from it. now early in the night, polka_dot_com and i saw a dude with a long beach island shirt and thought he was an omen (lbi=l'via) but this did not work out for us. no l'via (see setlist). the set list was what we thought it'd be. just like those goddamn bears.
but anyway, the fuckin mars volta was awesome as usual. they sped through the recognizable songs so they could get to jamming out as quickly as possible. and i knew they were doing just that, and it made me laugh every time. and i didn't even have to wait 2 songs to get me a flute solo outta this guy.
ok so the concert's over, no encore (this band does not play encores pepole) and theguiltyparty and i are lucky enough to score a couple guitar (or bass?) picks. (none for polka_dot_com, sorry k8) this will surely go in my stub book, and maybe begin to make up for the stub that was in my stolen wallet, 3 years ago =/
so a drink and drunken conversation later, and i'm in my car. theguiltyparty calls me and tells me how he just met my fucking idol himself, fucking CEDRIC (and Omar too!), on fucking south street, shook their hands and said "great show buddy" or something of that nature. so.. pretty much.. TGP got to not pay double for a ticket, and touched my pretend boyfriend cedric, and all got was majorly jealous and drunk on guinness. oh well. next time gadget, NEXT TIME...
i'd like to tell you that i found a sweet parking spot and didn't have to pay squat.
i'd like to tell you that i was at the same level of inebriation as the guys on stage.
i'd like to tell you that i heard "l'via" (which kate and i sing "LBI")
i'd like to tell you that the mars volta played an encore for the first time ever ever.
i'd like to tell you that i danced with cedric on a rainbow and when we came back to earth i taught him what it really means to wear tight pants.
but i'll talk about what really happened.
when the mars volta tickets went on sale, it was xmas shopping time and i couldn't even think about spending money on myself that wasn't for food or gas. so when i realized i wanted to see them, + polka_dot_com wanted to come + i had a few bucks for it, the damn thing was sold out and i had to pay some major bucks on ebay for some tickets. ok, no biggie. they's my fav and all.
so the show started at 9, which meant i'd've had to leave work RIGHT at 8. so far this week, i've been stuck on chats til 830. so tonight, when i was done at 8:03, it was nothing short of a goddamn miracle.
after driving around south street for 20 minutes (and who wouldnt love that? [insert sarcasm here]) i finally decided to pay $20 (t-w-e-n-t-y--d-o-l-l-a-r-s people~!) to park about a block from the tla. feeeing ripped off? yes. feel safer to leave my belongings in the trunk so i can go purseless to a concert? yes.
so on to the set list. hate to sound like dennis green (high five if you know who the eff im talkin about) but the mars volta played what i thought they'd play. according to their past 7 concerts, i knew they pretty much had a set.. uh.. setlist, and they probably wouldn't deviate from it. now early in the night, polka_dot_com and i saw a dude with a long beach island shirt and thought he was an omen (lbi=l'via) but this did not work out for us. no l'via (see setlist). the set list was what we thought it'd be. just like those goddamn bears.
but anyway, the fuckin mars volta was awesome as usual. they sped through the recognizable songs so they could get to jamming out as quickly as possible. and i knew they were doing just that, and it made me laugh every time. and i didn't even have to wait 2 songs to get me a flute solo outta this guy.
ok so the concert's over, no encore (this band does not play encores pepole) and theguiltyparty and i are lucky enough to score a couple guitar (or bass?) picks. (none for polka_dot_com, sorry k8) this will surely go in my stub book, and maybe begin to make up for the stub that was in my stolen wallet, 3 years ago =/
so a drink and drunken conversation later, and i'm in my car. theguiltyparty calls me and tells me how he just met my fucking idol himself, fucking CEDRIC (and Omar too!), on fucking south street, shook their hands and said "great show buddy" or something of that nature. so.. pretty much.. TGP got to not pay double for a ticket, and touched my pretend boyfriend cedric, and all got was majorly jealous and drunk on guinness. oh well. next time gadget, NEXT TIME...