Feb 12, 2005 00:26
As if i needed yet another reason to completely LOATHE/HATE/DESPISE the band Bright Eyes...
Conor Oberst worked magic with new songs at the Ridglea Theater in Fort Worth.
So it was no surprise to see him shooting wildly from the hip Monday during his sold-out show at the Ridglea Theater. But at times, the bullets hit too close to home.
The 24-year-old singer started on a familiar path, peppering the show with between-song rants against the war in Iraq and President Bush. But as the night wore on and he drained yet another bottle of beer, Mr. Oberst turned surly.
"I don't know if you know this, but I hate your [expletive] state," he blurted. "I'd put a [expletive] gun to my head before I'd live in your state."
It was one of those rare moments when an audience doesn't know how to respond. Do you laugh? Boo? Cheer? Most fans reacted with awkward silence.
Later, he claimed he was only joking and tried to cushion the insult by naming Texans he admires, including Guy Clark, Townes Van Zandt and comedian Bill Hicks. But he couldn't leave the Texas bashing alone.
"If you came to this show tonight, you're not a normal Texan," he said after another long chug of beer. "If you were a normal Texan, you'd probably be roping steers and raping Indians."
I would stay away from Texas too if I was a closet homosexual, Bush hating indie fruit.:)
So, i haaaaaaaattttte being negative, but today was a piece of filth from start to finish, so im gonna let her rip. Brace yourself for some un-Paul Pelc-esque commentary.
I didnt know so much snot could even reside in ones body, much less, constantly want to pour from my nose while im working.
The agony was aided by the Escobar family reunion spended their life savings on Bud light. Thats right folks, i waited on a table for 6 hours, a new bw3 record.
I finally went off on a customer, and boy did it feel GREAT. Not something i want to do often obviously, but tonight, my sensitivity level could have been compared to one of a pregnant woman's.
it started with " you know what man, ill get my own beer, its not coming out fast enough....."
I replied, "Sir, i sincerely apologize, im bringin it as fast as possible, i have four tables and a 20 top." trying to be as gentle and apologetic as possible.
He replied..." I dont give a sh*t man"....... Paul loses it... you dont curse at me
I responded " You know what sir, if you dont like the service, please dont ever come back again, i could really care less if i ever see you again, I deal with maniacs like you all the time, you dont intimidate me at all, Im taking care of 20 people at your table, and thats just your immediate family" ha..... he didnt catch the sly little mexican rip i threw in there..
So, he cursed a little more, then never spoke to me again. Do i care?? No way..... he drank 12 beers....
Hopefully, he drove home intoxicated, wrapped his car around a light pole, and died a slow bloody death, im talking like, driving school video death. Rid the earth of some filth that our planet is corroded with.
so thats a how i feel about that incedent and this day in general.
But its o.k, because tomorrow will dawn a kingly feast at b.j's with my buddies!!! goodnight