Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Deedle-ee deet deet deet deet deet deet deet dee dee

This is my true belief: if you cannot be bothered to camp out all night (or pay someone else to) or at least get up early (or pay someone else to) to get to the window the minute tickets go on sale, you do not deserve a front row seat to a rock concert. Or even a pop concert.

Internet pre-sales are an abomination. Sixth ring of hell for you.

I went looking this morning for details of sale for Neil Diamond's concert next year ( Yeah, yeah. So sue me.) only to find bone-lazy credit card holders get the jump on decent, right-thinking music fans.

In unrelated news:

Court date is Tuesday in killing over loud music

Feuding between next-door neighbors over loud country music escalated to a violent conclusion in Lincoln Park on Aug. 6: One man lay in the entryway of his apartment dead from a gunshot wound and another man sits in a jail cell on murder charges.

No word on what the music actually was but particulary egregious was the "loud bass pounding" so I guess it wasn't bluegrass.

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