The girlfriend has bought me a ticket to 2, yes two separate GYBE gigs starting next week, and has been playing me live sets through my smart TV this evening and all I wanted to do was destroy my eardrums with fire.
I think it’s actually hurting her feelings as she thought I’d love them. We go to a lot of gigs together and by and large share a very similar taste but on this occasion I feel like the wool has been pulled over her eyes. Self indulgent one trick boring shite.
That’s a bit unfair, just because someone loves something that you don’t ‘get’ doesn’t mean that they’ve been ‘manipulated’; it’s a bit like religion, it’s something that you have to discover for yourself for it to have a real meaning, people proselytising about something can be offputting and put you off.
It’s taken me years to finally appreciate some bands, others I just can’t like. Like the Manics, for example.
I’ve heard some ‘God Speed…’ On 6Music, and quite liked what I heard, on the other hand I’ve seen 65daysofstatic, without actually intending to; I had tickets for Asobi Seksu, and for some reason their headline tour ended up as support for 65days…
Drove up to Oxford, saw Asobi, and, after giving 65days around fifteen-twenty minutes, went to the pub down the road.
We, (my mate and I), found them unbearably tedious.
I rather like Mogwai, but not seen them live; they are quite the experience, apparently.
All I can say is, give in with good grace, and I think you might find that live, with the full atmosphere, you may well enjoy the experience; without the full-on aural onslaught battering your body, a video is a poor substitute.
It could be worse; it could be 1D or Boyzone…
Or Westlife, or even, God forbid, Justin Beiber…
Cheered myself up by securing a ticket for Faith No More at The Roundhouse this morning. Shweeet!
Git! Git! GIT!
Ah, feel better now I’ve got that off my chest! 😉