I am Old--The Concert Edition

As you know, I rarely leave my house, except to go to work and walk the dog. I can be enticed out with the promise of alcohol and food, but I'm headed right back home as soon as possible. So, it's with some surprise that I report that I was at an actual music concert last night, with actual live musicians, and a crowd. The Butcher had been tipped two tickets to Ben Folds and Weezer by someone who needed a tenderloin cut. (I'm hoping that's not a euphemism for anything.) My first thought, once the show started, was, "My god, it's only Ben Folds. Why is it so loud?" Of course, it wasn't Ben Folds; it was the opening act, who sounds remarkably like what someone who doesn't know a lot of Ben Folds might think most of his songs might sound like, if that makes sense. So, you know, I might not have enjoyed the opening act so much, except that I was playing "If the people around you were Nashville Bloggers, which ones would they be?" The balding man in front of me, who looked a lot like Stabler from Law & Order SVU, I almost convinced myself was Rex L. Camino. I leaned forward a couple of times and whispered "Tiny Cat Pants." He looked at me weird and his wife glared, but, if it was old Rex, he did not let on for a second that he knew what I was talking about. If that was you, Rex, were all those kids yours or just the curly haired one? And, either way, were you mortified when Ben Folds broke into Dr. Dre? (There's a post here, America, about this weird new trend of bland pop acts recasting gangster rap songs as bland pop songs, but I'm too tired this morning to try to understand it.) I must say that it tickles me to think of a bunch of nine year olds running around yelling "motherfucker," though I am less pleased by the thought of them singing "Bitches ain't shit." Weezer had an awesome set--this cool dragon that wound around the drummer and up the back wall--and they sang some songs. I think they were great, but I was really, really tired by that point and the flashing lights from the stage were slowly hypnotizing me. So, if any of y'all were there, I was the one in the seats acting like a chicken.