I’m Getting Too Old For Concerts

Afghan Whigs
Afghan Whigs courtesy Grantland

On Friday night I went to check out the Afghan Whigs in Austin, a band I’ve loved since the early 90s but never got to see live.  Greg Dulli’s voice is one of my favorites and I’ve often said if I had the chance to sing like anyone, it would be him.  His voice is so raspy and powerful, it’s just killer.  I was really excited to check them out at a venue I’d never been to be before.  

And then the waiting started.  I’m usually pretty good about calling a venue and finding out when the actual start time is for a show, but I didn’t do that this time so I had to wait an hour for the opening act.  And it was one of those guys that seem to be everywhere right now.   A solo artist who uses live loops as backing band. You know, he’ll beatbox into a mic, loop that, then play a riff, loop that and then sing and play guitar to the mess he’s created.  He was fine, even talented but so fucking boring.  So I sat down on my step and read a book.  Good god, I’m lame.

By the time I stood back up, the solo artist had made a painting while one of his loops was playing, I guess.  Whatevs.  Eventually the Whigs came on stage and played a great four or five songs.  And then I left.  I was tired and I was cold and I had heard the songs I wanted to hear.  Well, enough of them to justify me leaving when I did.  Seriously, I was cold and the show was outside.  What was I to do?  A younger Lance would’ve kicked my ass for a leaving a show early.  Oh well.  Times they are a changing.  Like for instance, in the 90s I couldn’t have watched the Afghan Whigs perform a live set whenever I wanted… but now I all I need to do is perform a Google search:

About Lance

Lance is an online product developer and content producer based in Austin, TX. He enjoys bourbon, tacos, cocktails, tater tots, live music, karaoke and is hoping one day to run into Sasquatch or a UFO. Or a UFO flown by a Sasquatch.

One thought on “I’m Getting Too Old For Concerts

  1. Totally lame, but I’ve had enough of my own “get off my lawn” moments the past few years that I can’t judge. Of course, I’d also have probably stayed just because I’m too cheap to not get my money’s worth if I buy a ticket.

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