Too Much Coffee
6 November 2001
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Too Much Coffee
6 November 2001
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5:47 PM: The Beta Band should be sentenced to a weekend in a small room in a bad motel, with no drugs except instant coffee, and forced to watch Magical Mystery Tour over and over and over. Feh. The music was OK, though decidedly too Phish-like at times. But the overall concert experience was mostly very annoying. Like, whoah, man, if we run the film in reverse, it's like so Weird! Groovy! If you want to put your little DJ up on stage and show your little grad-school "experimental" films, fine. But don't turn the damn house lights out while you do it.
The biggest insult, though, was that it was a shrinkwrapped concert. There was a little paper notice on all of the doors into the main hall at the Fillmore, titled "Exhibit C" and explaining in weasely legal jargon that tonight's performance would be filmed, including intrusive damn cameramen wandering around through the crowd, and that by attending the concert, you consented to being filmed and recorded, and that your likeness, words, vomiting, or whatever could be used by the filmmakers and the band in any way they saw fit, without compensation. But, so sorry, no refunds are available to any Fillmore shows. And no such information was made available before purchasing your ticket. So basically your choice was to leave and be out the $20+ bucks for the show, or stay and let them do whatever they want. I've got my doubts as to whether something like that would be enforceable if you sued. But it's the idea that they thought it would be OK to put up a piece of crap like that which really pissed me off. Hey, Swedish loadies - next time, go play at Microsoft. I hear they like this sort of thing.
Today I am waiting for Buffy! The Musical and spent a nice time at Cafe International, voting for public power and having a peaceful lunch of mmmmmm good chili (more like chili-like soup, but still yummy) and a Croque Monsieur, which seems to be a fancy way of saying "hot ham and cheese sammich". But way too too much much coffee coffee - a large cafe au lait and two glasses of iced coffee, featuring ice cubes made of frozen espresso. I expect to de-orbit sometime tomorrow...
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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