So.
It was very nice to see a GBS show again. It's been a few years.
Saturday evening was to be a night of fun. A night out on the town for a gal who hadn't been out for an evening to herself since having a baby this past June.
My friend and I went out for dinner before hand - the lobster and crab dip and cold beer were decadent. We made the drive down to T.O. and arrived at the convention center where some nice people showed us how to follow the yellow brick road to the show. When we found the hall, a friendly security guy told us to go in through some doors to the show - which we thought we were late arriving to because we could hear GBS playing inside. It turned out to be a sound check, which we were told by another security guy I thought we'd better ask because nobody had taken our tickets yet - so, we walked around the rest of the room, which had some cool stuff set up btw, I drooled a bit over the poker tables, because I'm addicted to poker, and then, we made our way to the line up forming outside the hall.
All was well and good. We spoke to a couple of really nice gals in front of us line and when they let us back in for the show, I nearly kissed the security guy who asked to see my I.D. because I consider it a compliment to be 10 years over the legal limit and be asked to prove it. Bless his heart.
Well, out comes SOTW, which went well. The explanation of "Venice is Sinking" was hilarious. All was well in the world. I was having a beer at a show again. I hadn't done that in a very long time.
Then out marches some ladies in some very short and very black leather who gave us a few dances - interesting indeed. I began to feel a bit over dressed for the occasion.....
Next comes Lowest of the Low, who were good, I've never heard of them before, but they had a couple of good tunes and the one guy could play guitar pretty decent.
Next comes a real treat to look at.
The "Miss Grey Cup" 07 contestant parade....
Now, defintiely feeling highly overdressed for the evening, I was quite ammused. I can honestly say that I felt weird clapping for hot women in bikini's. Can I just say - they were the perfect motivation for any gal whose been duking it out with post pregnant pounds....( there's just a hint of sarcasm there) and I was very disappointed none included world peace in their speech to the crowd.
I did however, get a kick out of the guy who, was not introduced as a judge but was back stage and saw the one empty chair on stage and took it - for the incredible view I'm assuming, and spent the skin and bikini parade grinning ear to ear the entire time....
By now, I'm hoping that GBS is on the way and then, the magic blue curtain opened and out comes Great Big Sea.
And the show is great, as usual.
And, overall, I had a great time over the course of the night.....
When I wasn't being harrased to move by just about every tom dick and harry because I'm tall.
When I wasn't being pushed into and kicked in the backs of my legs by the angry and just plain fowl drunk women behind me.
Before I got hassled repeatedly by the gal who, becaue she was a member of great big sea's website, said that she was entitled to stand in front of me.
When the first brawl/shouting match broke out all around us after people tried to get security who sat on his butt and did nothing for the gal who needed assistance.
Before I got hassled repeatedly by the gal who, becaue she was a member of great big sea's website, said that she was entitled to stand in front of me...still.
Before I was asked to give a statement to the police about situation involving the creep who was after the gal.
Before I had some drunk chick wipe her red and white face paint down the back of my shirt because she was so corked she could barely hold herself up. Oh Canada indeed.
And, last but certainly not least before I got knocked arse over apple cart into the very nice people to the left of me who also went down when a final monster brawl involving some huge guy in a green jersey, some other guys and security - broke out at the near end of the show. Nothing like a guy with a face full of blood to round out a great night.
All that, is the short list of events. Now I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I'd have to be nuts not to have fun with a night like that right?
Thanks to everyone in attendance who helped make my first evening out since baby such a memorable evening. I was really hoping I'd have the great time that I did; I haven't had as much fun being thrown around like that since playing the Detroit Dragons in a hockey tournament two years ago.
Now, a bit of humble advice for anyone thinking of attending a GBS show in the future. Here's a few helpful hints to get you through....
First off, don't ever try and attend a show with 10,000 other football fans smack dab in the middle of a three day bender. Better yet, don't ever attend a show with 10,000 other football fans in the middle of a three day bender at the mercy of a full moon in a room where crowd security is non existent. Unless you're planning to join in on the bender yourself, if that's the case, you'll have no trouble fitting in. Drunk and stupid is the ticket. YEEEEEEE HAW!
Second, only go if you're short. If you're tall, either figure out a way to shave a foot or two off the top of yourself before you go. If your shorter you'll save yourself a wack of trouble. Of course, you could take a fold out chair to either give to the short person that will harrass you and, if you're fortunate enough not to have a short person after you, you'll have a boom stick for a bit of protection with you for when number four happens....
Third, make sure you are considerate of other people who are members of a bands web site that show up later than you and miss the chance to stand close to the stage. Also be aware that they are entitled to kick the backs of your legs and push and shove you out of the way so they can have a better view. They have imaginary reservations at the front of the stage. You should know better.
Fourth, if you play hockey, bring your mouth guard and helmet for when the brawl breaks out at the end of the evening. Also, see part two of number two...kidding. As the super nanny says" violence is wrong, use your words..."
Five, buy yourself a DVD, 50 inch television and surround sound stereo and stay home. You'll enjoy the same show with none of the hassle....
Once again, a great big thanks to all who made the evening so fun and memrable. Sunday dinner conversation hasn't been that entertaining in a long time.
In the future, I think I'll reserve my GA adventures to bands like Metallica and the Red Hot Chilli Peppers where I know I won't run the risk of having my arse handed to me seven different ways....
Cheers, :o)
Lori