My Ears Are Ringing And My Heart Is Broke
Hilary: Whoa. When did The Joel Plaskett Emergency become the Trews?
Sofi: Mraaarrgghhh! You wash your mouth out with soap!
But she was right.
Thursday night's show at the Phoenix was a loud, rollicking, steaming hot rock show complete with fist pumping and complex lighting.
(You know) I really hated it.
Please don't get me wrong. I adore Joel Plaskett and always will. He is talented, charming, funny and a joy to watch.
But not when my feet are sticking to a tequila-damp floor. And not when I'm getting stepped on or dry humped (seriously) by sweaty jocks or tube-topped clubgirls with dangly earrings who reek of Light Blue. And definitely not when I'm being shoved aside and elbowed in the jaw by some Anthony Kiedis-esque douche who doesn't care who gets injured in his quest to jump up onstage and shake Joel's hand.
Joel Plaskett shows have gotten way too big and intense for me to handle. I think I'm done. But I take comfort in the fact that I'll always have fond memories to keep me warm.
(Now playing: something by Venus Hum)
posted by Sofi @ 5/28/2006 10:42:00 AM
8 Comments:
Yeah. I guess I am an old people now.
You donsarn kids and your earsplitting devil music!!!
oh man... so the worst was when the show started, and i thought the guy beside me was holding a beer in his hand and spilling droplets of it on my foot. and then i realized he wasn't holding a beer cup, but he WAS stommping to the beat, causing a puddle of beer... from the floor... to be splashed on me. actually i wouldnt' say that was the "worst"... but it really ticked me off.
I would say that the worst was when that skanky drunk girl was gyrating widly and rhythmically PUMPING HER ASS into my pubic bone. For a good long while. So it looked like I was railing away on her.
AND THERE WAS NOWHERE FOR ME TO GO!
But yeah, I suppose beer on the foot is also kind of uncomfortable.
yup! that's what i also deemed to be "worst"... hence retracting my previous statement.
then again though, people who weren't at the show got a really good laugh out of the simulated sex story. so... uh... congrats?
Dammit! Why was I not at this show? Loud-ass tunes, stranger-grinding, puddles of beer... sounds like a right-awesome time.
The last time I went to the Phoenix was the KMFDM show. How is it that their crowd was respectful and cool, but Joel Plaskett's crowd was rowdy and rude?
By the way, "A Drug Against War" is still amazing live. Anyone?
that skanky drunk girl was gyrating widly and rhythmically PUMPING HER ASS into my pubic bone.
...And the Québecois lesbian at Club Date cried for her long lost Sofi...
The Ottawa show at Capital Music Hall was much of the same... Girls were screaming at the top of their lungs: "Joel, take your shirt off!". Now I love Joel Plaskett, but the last thing I want him to do on stage is take his top off... And the place was too crowded, and the lights made it too hot, and I walked away without saying hello for the first time ever.
A chapter is closing, ladies... And there is nothing to be done about it.
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