I would love to check out the concert, but the deck seems hopelessly stacked against me. Plus, I know that if I did manage to hock enough plasma to get a pair of tickets, I'd be plunked about a half mile from the stage, surrounded by a bunch of 40-something assholes in Members Only windbreakers who would spend the whole time yelling about how great the Synchronicity tour was in '83.
All I'm saying is that those of us in our early 20s who are wise enough to know that we're getting ripped off paying $20 to see a bunch of Wolf bands trot around their glorified "metal sensibilities" and lame enough to want to see The Police live are getting taken for the proverbial ride. There should be some new system where they charge a percentage of your income or something for different level seats. That way I could be front row for FREE! But really, this re-emerging stadium rock business paradigm is systematically excluding those of us born under the bad sign of Bon Jovi's Slippery When Wet.
Also, if anyone wants to give me a ticket to The Police concert or just send me money through the mail, contact me. The grey mongoose howls at noon. I'll be the man in front of the Arts Building smoking two cigarettes.
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