So, I went to the Foo Fighter concert on Monday. I won tickets from a radio station (106.7 the end -more corporate radio, but hey free tickets). Highly intense; it was a small venue @ The Howlin Wolfe. I was so close to the stage, I could see Dave Grohls eyelashes. The crowd was packed we moved like molecules in a solid substance.
The moshing and body surfing were in full force (moshing, at a Foo concert its the Foo, its not Mushroomhead, or Slipknot, its the FOO aka pop rock, wtf? Getting a slight concussion from Learning to Fly uhm, okay, sign me up). I must say, they did pack on the energy as if they were playing to forty thousand and not four hundred, it was a beautiful moment. Thank you, Foo for sharing your talent.
The humor comes from the second half of my anecdote.
I decided to be a foolish self promoter and glue my business card on their bus. I want to insert a disclaimer here, I am not recommending you do this; it is a piss poor way to get unwanted attention. Proceeding with the type of glue that one uses in a scrap book, not the elemers variety, the glue doesnt stick well and comes off with water but I carry this on me at all times due to my cut out poetry. I am a poet ready in a pinch, if you will.
The business cards have my website on them and my phone number. I receive a call at about 2am from the bus driver flipping out on me on my voice mail. Two minutes later he calls again, I answer this time. I apologize and offer to clean it off. He continues to spaz and insult me. Alright, I accept this, but at this point I offered to pay for any damages since he said he would charge the Foo a hundred bucks to wipe off the glue with a cloth. I told him I would give him the hundred due to my actions against his property. Still, he is angry and continues to flip out. I could understand if it was paint, or carvings (DONT EVER VANDALIZE this story was about glue no stronger than the type you find on a post it note, not an act of violent property rape). So as he continues to call me a juvenile delinquent, uses an explicative or two, threat to charge the poor band for my actions, more shouting, more insults and finally hung up with no resolve. Calls back again. Third call by this man, Im on the verge of tears, and I again offer my credit card number to pay for the cheap glue. Sigh, finally he stops yelling and says never mind. I understand the anger, but I dont appreciate being the punching bag for his exhaustion/ road rage. Im sure that if it was considered an act of vandalism, they have insurance for a half a million dollar bus. But it was non-acetate paper glue.
Point is, no, I will not glue cards to tour buses, but also karma man, karma has a way of coming full force in your face. Overcharging a band for glue that would take the effort of wiping off like a squished moth on the grill. Come on. If I offered to clean it/ pay for it, what more do you want from me? Sigh. So thats the story of my night out. Long winded, but entertaining.
The moshing and body surfing were in full force (moshing, at a Foo concert its the Foo, its not Mushroomhead, or Slipknot, its the FOO aka pop rock, wtf? Getting a slight concussion from Learning to Fly uhm, okay, sign me up). I must say, they did pack on the energy as if they were playing to forty thousand and not four hundred, it was a beautiful moment. Thank you, Foo for sharing your talent.
The humor comes from the second half of my anecdote.
I decided to be a foolish self promoter and glue my business card on their bus. I want to insert a disclaimer here, I am not recommending you do this; it is a piss poor way to get unwanted attention. Proceeding with the type of glue that one uses in a scrap book, not the elemers variety, the glue doesnt stick well and comes off with water but I carry this on me at all times due to my cut out poetry. I am a poet ready in a pinch, if you will.
The business cards have my website on them and my phone number. I receive a call at about 2am from the bus driver flipping out on me on my voice mail. Two minutes later he calls again, I answer this time. I apologize and offer to clean it off. He continues to spaz and insult me. Alright, I accept this, but at this point I offered to pay for any damages since he said he would charge the Foo a hundred bucks to wipe off the glue with a cloth. I told him I would give him the hundred due to my actions against his property. Still, he is angry and continues to flip out. I could understand if it was paint, or carvings (DONT EVER VANDALIZE this story was about glue no stronger than the type you find on a post it note, not an act of violent property rape). So as he continues to call me a juvenile delinquent, uses an explicative or two, threat to charge the poor band for my actions, more shouting, more insults and finally hung up with no resolve. Calls back again. Third call by this man, Im on the verge of tears, and I again offer my credit card number to pay for the cheap glue. Sigh, finally he stops yelling and says never mind. I understand the anger, but I dont appreciate being the punching bag for his exhaustion/ road rage. Im sure that if it was considered an act of vandalism, they have insurance for a half a million dollar bus. But it was non-acetate paper glue.
Point is, no, I will not glue cards to tour buses, but also karma man, karma has a way of coming full force in your face. Overcharging a band for glue that would take the effort of wiping off like a squished moth on the grill. Come on. If I offered to clean it/ pay for it, what more do you want from me? Sigh. So thats the story of my night out. Long winded, but entertaining.
grizz3rd:
Except for him freeking out on you that is a pretty funny story.