Me and The Lad went to a gig last Saturday. We saw The Lathums in Liverpool. If you haven’t seen them yet, take yourself along to see them. They’re a top band. And they’re from Wigan!
We like going to gigs but I can’t help turning into Victor Meldrew every time we go somewhere. There are number of things that today’s gig-goers tend to do which really trigger me.
If you go to gigs and are prone to doing any of the following on a regular basis then a) stop it right now and b) don’t be stood near me
Phones – There is a band, live on stage, right in front of you. Watch them! Don’t video the show. The band’s management will publish far better videos on You Tube than you will ever produce on your crappy little phone. And I don’t want to have to watch the band through your puny little screen. I could stay at home and watch the tele if I wanted to do that.
Listen and watch – There is a band, live on stage, right in front of you. Watch them! Don’t stand there talking to your mate all night because that will inevitably mean one of you leaning in close to the other to make yourself heard and will close the already miniscule gap that I have been peering at the stage through.
Sitting on shoulders – I sort of get giggling, teenager girls wanting to show off by clambering on their boyfriend’s shoulders to wave their arms about and demonstrate to the entire audience that they don’t actually know the words to their “favourite” song. What I don’t get though, is grown men doing it. Get a grip and grow up. And if you’re the one lending your shoulders – give your head a shake, pal!
Throwing beer – I mean, why? It costs a fortune, takes hours to queue up for and then you have to negotiate your way back to your spec through the massed throngs of phone-wielding idiots. Admittedly, it often tastes lime piss, but why would you throw it away. Utterly mindless!
Throwing piss – This is just disgusting. I have no idea what would possess anyone to do this. Nothing more to add.
See you in the mosh pit
Griff
