[i'm too scared to ask the right questions]

[minervacat]

I have what I call a bus friend -- a regular rider of my bus who I have also regularly seen out at shows, who I often chat with in the mornings, but who I rarely see outside the bus or dirty concert venues -- who I shall henceforth nickname Trees, based on his real name

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[febrile]

I still regret not being able to go see Thea Gilmore open for (somebody I don't really know) last year, but couldn't spring for the tickets. I kinda wanted to go see Sting play in Norman in 1991, mostly because Concrete Blonde was their opener.

Alternately, even though it's not a great show, I still have a paper ticket to see Bob Dylan on the first leg of a North American tour, in Spokane, Washington in 2002. The 9/11-ness of everything made one of my carriers cancel a flight which I needed to get onto my connecting flight. The whole thing was designed as a way to see Dylan/visit mom, but finding alternate flights and changing times was just getting too expensive, and I had to write off the money I had already spent as sunk costs. This doesn't really count as "best show I've ever missed," because I've still seen Dylan nine times, but I do rather wish the number was ten.

And despite being in town twice during that time, I've still never been to New Orleans Jazz Fest. It always happens during finals.

[trinity_clare]

Wow, Madison is showing up a lot in your comments! I feel like there are dozens of awesome things that come through town that I just never hear about.

Motion City Soundtrack played the St. Olaf fall concert two years ago and I didn't go because I'd never heard of them and I wasn't into that kind of music (...a year later, I was in bandom). And I walked out of a tiny little Bon Iver show last year because I had better places to be, which in retrospect was probably a mistake. And, okay, I remember when Panic at the Disco came through on the Nothing Rhymes With Circus tour, but I hated them pretty irrationally at that point. /o\

[perfectbound]

they might be giants all eighty times they were at the 9:30 in the late 90s and my parents were too overprotective to let my wee baby fangirl self go to a club show in dc. for preference, the ones where cub, lincoln, and the candy butchers opened for them. ani difranco at wolf trap circa living in clip, to which my mom wouldn't let me go because it was father's day, never mind that my dad assumed i was going (bitter teenage face is my theme here, obvs). assorted falcon ridge sets i missed because i was watching other sets, like the one where moxy früvous played the kids song.

and i'm SURE there were whiskeytown shows that i COULD theoretically have gone to had i just, uh, known who they were. they must have played an 18+ show somewhere in virginia or dc. :D? :D?

[vylit]

Tool played in Augusta, ME in 2002, and I was living there, but I was getting ready to move and couldn't make it. Rage Against the Machine when they toured with The Roots/Wu-Tang Clan, Fleetwood Mac during their tour for The Dance, and My Chem at Warped.

(I hate it when that happens to bras.)

[marginalia]

cry cry cry at bumbershoot. really, LOTS of stuff at bumbershoot.

elliott smith at the breakroom. though, sometimes i wonder if that's for the best. *his* bumbershoot show was so hard.

danny michel, ever. fucker. if i'd known the only way to see him ever was going to be in vancouver in the middle of the week, i would have done it five years ago.