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just got
back from frisco and i must tell you that i feel like a new man. lately
ive been feeling like a new man every eight days and its nice. it's great
feeling like a new man after too-long of a stretch of feeling like an
old man. and you really know things are going well after you see a band
like Weezer in frisco who miraculously attract two thousand sixteen year
olds and you havent been sixteen in more than sixteen years and still
you feel more like a new man than an old one so thank you frisco thank
you old friends and thank you weezer, but right now lets thank united
airlines. as many of you know i have a vicious love hate relationship
with the city by the bay. and the reason i thank united airlines is cuz
about a year ago i was flying to st. louis and they bumped me a few times
and for my troubles they |
all i know is the kids were so fucking amped and ready that after the
Get Up Kids got off the stage, and after the local dee jay asked the
crowd to give it up to Yahoo! and HP for sponsoring the tour, the familiar
strains of Queen's Bohemian Rapsody blasted over the p.a. to which the
kids sang each word at the top of their lungs. now i have seen some
concerts in my time. my first was the jackson 5 my second was ac/dc's
back in black tour and after that one-two punch i have made my way into
any gig that even sounds faintly interesting and since i have impecible
taste i have rarely been disappointed by such shows as almost every
tour by the Beastie Boys, nearly every Lalapalooza, tom waits, elvis
costello, eric clapton, bob segar, the replacements, soul asylum, marilyn
manson, miles davis, bob dylan, you name it. of course they are going
to play music as the band sets up but i have never. never. never heard
a crowd so jazzed that they as a group sang jubilantly to the music.
inside i worried for the nerds who have as many mid-tempo romantic tunes
as they do quasi-rockers because its a rocknroll rule that you dont
play music that preceeds your show that rocks harder than what you're
about to play. still, as the kids cheered themselves as Queen faded
out, they cheered as Alex Van Halen's drum intro jackhammered into 1984's
"Hot For Teacher" - which they knew, somehow, and sang to,
beautifully, as they did to AC/DC's "Highway to Hell". i was
in love. curtain fell. Weezer showed up and they opened with the triumpant
"My Name is Jonas". perfect. maybe im so happy because whitney
reminds us that the children are the future and the refreshing thing
about nerd rock, emo rock, or whatever madison ave. wants to brand it
next year is that it allows the freedom to not only be yourself but
to be your own nerdy self and this crowd loved this band so much that
they bought the tee shirt and wore it and danced with their friends
and waved at the little guy behind the buddy holly glasses and moshed
and got squeezed and sweated and sang. mtv will assure you that rock
is dead but maybe mtv oughtta unplug that robot named carson and turn
the cameras away from times square and the belly buttons of former mouseketers
because mtv isnt always right, especially when it comes to music. and
still i thank united airlines and the upturned nose of no cal who seem
to take pride in the fact that gas is two bucks a gallon and a two bedroom
apartment cost two grand. any learned traveler avoids SFO even if there
isnt a cloud in the sky because there will be fog and there was fog
yesterday and that caused so much confusion since this town appaently
never gets fog that flights were delayed for hours or canceled and my
flight was to take off at nine and i got to the airport at six in hopes
of getting home in time to see the sopranos and shit happened and i
waited for standby for one flight then another then another and sometimes
the good lord says i truly love you fuzzy headed fuck and gets me on
the top deck of a 777 where again there are leather appointed seats,
tee vee screens on the arm rest, leg room soooooooooo ridiculous that
you turn to the young lady to the left, a gorgeous hawaian and you both
laugh and push as many buttons that you can like kids. thank you united
and thank you good lord who has such a sense of humor that when you
ask her what she does she says i work for Ford modeling and you talk
and talk and talk and dont even realize that the stewardess hasnt even
poured you a drink or offered a warm cookie. and let me tell you this
my friends, most of what i write on this web site is lies lies lies
and i can tell you that the reason i do that is because you would never
believe what my life is really like |