Alicia Keys....
I got the last minute call to replace the ground rigger at the Alicia Keyes concert at the Orpheum. By the time I got there it was Fan insanity outide the theatre... But, somehow I have this ability.. this " I Belong Here" ability. seriously , every time I'm in a theatre ( movie or live...) people just get out of my way. They even say odd things like, " Oh, I'm sorry... you must work here"... Or, " Sorry, you seem like you have somewhere or some thing important to do. " It's like I have this secret identity. that gets submerged in MR. SUPER EFFECTIVE when I'm at an event.
Here in Canada we never really realise how HUGE some people from the states are.. Alicia was surrounded by hyper, over kill, secret service security types like she was Barack Obama.
American Security personnel have this thing about them. This fashistic super importance that they think trumps anybody at any moment. As I'm approaching the stage door outside the loading bay. This huge, hulking black security guard ( secret service ear piece in his ear and all... ) immediately gets all in my face about how his target is about to leave the stage door and you can't come in.
Meanwhile, the lighting road crew guys are right there beside me. Who are starting the stage strike, around him and he's geting in the way. So, I take one glance at them and, they take one quick look at me and his guy and are: ...... immediately... Fuck you fool, this is one of our locals. let him through....
Meanwhile, he's still too busy processing this fact of my automatic acceptance past his barking orders. All while his" Target" the aforementioned Alicia wanders out, right past all of us, to her bus. Smiling all at me, the road guy, and the few fans who have broken the falanx of security to try to get an autograph. While the hyper security type has been wasting precious security guarding seconds over my presence.
So, the big security guy bolts away from us, after her and then. And, to cover up his lost Kevin Costner Body guard moment. Proceeds to get all huffy and overacts on the little fan girls instead.. Which seems to start to really piss her off.
All of this in my vicinity. It's a quick moment but telling as to how serious certain people take others ( and themselves ) while the others.. well.. are there just enjoying the moment.... being the star...or the fan.... Or like me... just trying to get to work.
I got the last minute call to replace the ground rigger at the Alicia Keyes concert at the Orpheum. By the time I got there it was Fan insanity outide the theatre... But, somehow I have this ability.. this " I Belong Here" ability. seriously , every time I'm in a theatre ( movie or live...) people just get out of my way. They even say odd things like, " Oh, I'm sorry... you must work here"... Or, " Sorry, you seem like you have somewhere or some thing important to do. " It's like I have this secret identity. that gets submerged in MR. SUPER EFFECTIVE when I'm at an event.
Here in Canada we never really realise how HUGE some people from the states are.. Alicia was surrounded by hyper, over kill, secret service security types like she was Barack Obama.
American Security personnel have this thing about them. This fashistic super importance that they think trumps anybody at any moment. As I'm approaching the stage door outside the loading bay. This huge, hulking black security guard ( secret service ear piece in his ear and all... ) immediately gets all in my face about how his target is about to leave the stage door and you can't come in.
Meanwhile, the lighting road crew guys are right there beside me. Who are starting the stage strike, around him and he's geting in the way. So, I take one glance at them and, they take one quick look at me and his guy and are: ...... immediately... Fuck you fool, this is one of our locals. let him through....
Meanwhile, he's still too busy processing this fact of my automatic acceptance past his barking orders. All while his" Target" the aforementioned Alicia wanders out, right past all of us, to her bus. Smiling all at me, the road guy, and the few fans who have broken the falanx of security to try to get an autograph. While the hyper security type has been wasting precious security guarding seconds over my presence.
So, the big security guy bolts away from us, after her and then. And, to cover up his lost Kevin Costner Body guard moment. Proceeds to get all huffy and overacts on the little fan girls instead.. Which seems to start to really piss her off.
All of this in my vicinity. It's a quick moment but telling as to how serious certain people take others ( and themselves ) while the others.. well.. are there just enjoying the moment.... being the star...or the fan.... Or like me... just trying to get to work.
bedwelld:
You think you could use your "super" ability and walk into any arena or theater to any show in Canada or the U.S.? That would be pretty cool!