Our pal TK went to a great show at the Independent last night. Great except that some loud talkers (not pictured) talked through the whole thing and bummed everybody out:
Standing by the bar was a group of four, two guys and two girls. And during the entire show, nonstop, start to finish, they were YELLING at each other. I don’t think they could have heard a single song. I really just do not fucking understand this. With service fees and everything, tickets to this show were around $22 apiece. Why would you spend $22 to go to a show that you have no interest in watching and then compound your mistake by bothering everyone else around you who IS watching it? Fuck you. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck you.
After a couple of songs of that, we moved further up into the crowd and that fucking frizzy-haired bitch’s donkey-like braying receded, but I was treated to a fresh round of her shrieking every time I had to go to the bar, which was often. Fuck.
Read on for TK’s solutions to the problem.
Nothing’s stopping you from punching them, hard, in the arm. Or walking over to a bouncer and tattling on them.
I bet you’ve never punched anyone.
That’s a stupid thing to say. Nobody survives being as ill-tempered as I am in America without punching a few people.
I go to a lot of shows, and people who won’t fucking shut up are absolutely the WORST. If they’re near me, I’ll generally either ask them to be quiet or else tell them to shut the fuck up, depending on how much they are specifically irritating me. But I shouldn’t fucking HAVE TO do that. Seriously, people, we paid to come hear the music, not your drunken-ass voices. SHUT THE FUCK UP.
I really just do not fucking understand this. With service fees and everything, tickets to this show were around $22 apiece. Why would you spend $22 to go to a show that you have no interest in watching and then compound your mistake by bothering everyone else around you who IS watching it?
Ah, youth. Try the Bottom of the Hill sometime, back by the soundboard it’s usually a regular SXSW cocktail party.
Look, here’s the way to understand it: they probably didn’t pay for their tickets. Ask them as much next time, it works. “Some of us paid to get in, you know.”
There is always noise by the bar, dude. Always. Buy two drinks, and watch the set. Unless you are seeing Phish or are too busy fiddling with your smart phone to double fist, this shouldn’t be a problem. Although I can’t remember if The Independent is one of those one drink per person venues. In which case, bitch away.
what a grandpa
Technically old enough to be a grandpa (I guess), but as far as I know, not actually one.
his whole blog is a moan – and he goes on about being like a 28 year old (when he’s 40) or something. Old, old, old – not physically but has the mentality of a conservative Victorian…
i think murder should be allowed for this sort of folk
“To the count of murder in the second degree, what does the defendant plead?”
“He was a loud talker, your honor.”
“Oh. Right then. Case dismissed.”
Why not try approaching them? “Hey, you’re really loud and I can’t hear the band, can you turn it down a bit?” I think you’d be surprised how many people are amenable to that, especially drunk people who may not realize how loud they’re being.
Stewing about it during the show and then telling the internet the next day is not going to get you any sympathy from me.
Amen. Enough of this passive-aggressive crap. Just ask them to be quiet. If they’re dicks about it, spit on them. I’ve seriously done that a few times and it works (Beck and Flaming Lips shows). Either they shut up or they run away. Problem solved.
Spitting on people sounds like a good way to get beaten up.
Native NY’er here. Take responsibility for your surroundings and either move or take action by nicely asking them to tone it down. I’ve noticed that Left-Coasters will usually complain to their friends loud enough for the offending group to hear the complaint, but they’ll never actually go up to someone and make a friendly request. Grow up, grow a pair, and leave SF once in a while; the rest of the country is much more obliging to strangers
yeah that sucks. on the other side of things, i was seeing owen pallett there once and as he walked out on the atage, before he even started playing, a girl turned around and shushed me.
it was preemptively rude.
How about you just move?
Better yet, seethe through the whole show then go home and blog about it.
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