going to a show

i love live music.  this morning nick texted me.  he said the french electronic band M83 will be at the Fox Theater in oakland in may.  i knew that.  i get emails from the Fox telling me about upcoming shows.  i thought about buying tix to see M83 but figured since we already purchased tickets to see Death Cab for Cutie cum The Postal Service on both their seminal 20th anniversary LPs tour in berkeley at The Greek in Oct. that maybe we may not be set to get tix for more shows.

but how could i resist.  M83?  hell yes, & to learn that nick is a fan, well, i'm on cloud 9.  did i say this already?  i love live music.  the last concert anna & i went to was to see The Specials, again at the Fox, in 2019 a year before the world went to shit.  the last show i saw was with our great friends b. & c.  it was an '80s nostalgia show in september at an indian casino.  bands such as Missing Persons, The Beat, Wang Chung et al. performed.  does that sound like a dud?  only if you are young.  but if you are an old egg like me seeing Wang Chung perform 'to live & die in L.A.' from the film of the same name is heaven on earth.

a coworker yesterday, looking at the line-up, & cost of tix, for bottle rocket festival in Napa for this year opined that this festival, & others like it, is marketed for an older generation.  the older folks who could afford it.  maybe.  i dunno.  i will say that ticket prices to see bands even at smaller venues ain't cheap.  sure as shit not like the very affordable prices when i was a kid seeing The Police perform in 1983.  i can't remember the cost of those tickets but i don't recall my parents having to fork up a kidney to buy them.  

& but so it goes on.  perhaps it goes like this.  your favorite band is coming to a venue near you.  what does it cost?  who fucking cares!  you're going to see them.  but the world doesn't resemble 1983 no more.  this is the 21st C & shit costs more than a few coins.  be they shows, & festivals, & so on & we buy their tix.  is that sustainable?  fuck if i know.  the world stopped making sense to me at the start of this new century.

at any rate, i am going to a show with nick, & his friend.  i hope not to geek out & embarrass the young man.  i promise not to perform my boneless chicken dance.  what's that?  ever see deadheads sway to the music of The Grateful Dead?  you have?  well, then you have witnessed the boneless chicken dance.  i've even written a poem about it!  but i will promise to rock out.  you are never too old, or too young, for music.  & that nick asked me to go with him to see M83....i'm one happy mofo!