there were a few Low Life parties that were in the basement of this club that you could smoke in. Even as a smoker the novelty wore of in like 1 second.
― owenf, Thursday, 9 February 2012 19:56 (1 year ago) Permalink
Interviewed Craig Finn the other day and we talked a bit about gig etiquette. He said:
There’s a weird thing as well of people who want to be front and centre whether they enjoy it or not. There was a girl in New Orleans. Her boyfriend was having the time of his life and they were front row centre. She was crying, storming off to get a reaction then coming back and crying, then being dramatically dejected and flopping down on the stage. We got between a song and I said: “You’re really distracting me. I would like for you to leave.” And the whole crowd started cheering. Then she said: “It’s his fault!” I was like, “It doesn’t look like it to me. You look like the problem.”
He was the one who dragged her along! Wasn’t it his fault?
He was fine for her to go! They probably got married. That’s my experience with those things. Those people find each other and stick together.
― Viva Brother Beyond (ithappens), Thursday, 9 February 2012 20:18 (1 year ago) Permalink