Our streak of awesome concerts had to end. Lol
And it ended with a huge groan last night.
We went to see House of Pain. Of the “jump around” fame. They were playing for stampede week at Cowboys bar. Needless to say, outside of live music, neither craig nor I have much reason to go to a bar. Especially a bar during stampede week, where the city dons boots and belt buckles and drinks excessively, perhaps acting a bit like dressing up means they are able to be the asshole they always wish they could be.
Anyway. Doors opened at 7. We got there around 9:30 after doing a bit of gambling. Had a red bull. Waited.
And waited and waited and waited. Surrounded by shooter swilling, drunken pretend Cowboys dancing to hip hop. Perhaps this is one of the levels of hell…
At MIDNIGHT house of pain finally played. They are old, out of shape and seemed drunk- one had a big glass of beer (whiskey)? On stage. The whole time.
We lasted through top of the morning to you and a few other “treats” and hit the road. I only have so much endurance and patience and that was it.
HOP appears to have a complete lack of respect for their fans, who paid to see this disaster.
Fo me, the bar scene is just not it. I’m too old, to sober and much to unimpressed with girls staggering around and guys pushing and shoving.
Hours in that situation were painful. I left and sat outside at one point. I ate a granola bar. I hid in a quiet washroom.
Today I am taking it easy. Even after 2 1/2 years of sobriety loud, beer fuelled bar crowds are just too tiring and draining.
I never had any urge to drink,but I also felt completely out of my element.
Ice Cube and Flo Rida are up next….fingers crossed.
Stillness and peace