Well, I haven't bored myself to death yet, so that's always a good sign. I was writing about music and architecture in The Varsity while attending the University of Toronto. Sparks was playing at the El Mocambo, a ridiculous but well known club at the time, and I was so offended when the promoters treated me like royalty, minus only the curtsying, that I never accepted another free ticket again. The issue was the contrast with what the paying customers, who I completely identified with, were subjected to, being herded like farm animals when they had made the concert possible by their willingness to buy tickets.
At one point, Ron Mael very slowly and solemnly intoned "I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, that this is the widest club I have ever been to." Imagine a long hallway with an alcove halfway along its length where the stage is and you have the El Mocambo. I could see very well from my table in the centre but others, not so much!
Do you have Kate's 1979 Christmas special by any chance?
At one point, Ron Mael very slowly and solemnly intoned "I just want to say, from the bottom of my heart, that this is the widest club I have ever been to." Imagine a long hallway with an alcove halfway along its length where the stage is and you have the El Mocambo. I could see very well from my table in the centre but others, not so much!
Do you have Kate's 1979 Christmas special by any chance?