dave42

"half the way there just wouldn't be fair..."


friday night: hustled to dallas after work. we didn't have tickets, but i've gotten into sold out shows before. it is a little bit harder with two people. i guess something was on our side, we scored two tickets for the price of one. fuck yeah! nothing beats the old 97s when you are a little weary and lonely. they but on a sloppy show, but it's not always about perfection. i need emotion: a little anger, a touch of heartache, some desperation, and alot " fuck that girl". they delivered. i still suffer from social anxiety, anxiety in general, and the large, diverse crowd didn't help. but we weren't there for a group hug.

"that girl" was there. i ran into her on the way to the bathroom. it's funny and not funny at all how you can love someone and be... i don't even know thw right word. she is not the same person i was in love with. and she was throwing all sorts of stupid words and sentences around the club. i avoided her on the way back.

of course it is all good. and totally typical of and old 97s show. what a great band.

a few years ago i typed a letter before a show for rhett. i asked him not to play "question". i requested he play "wave of mutilation" instead. rhett read the note, laughed, and said that he i would have to come to a solo show to hear "wave" because of some record company shit. but, he didn't play "question"! since he plays this for every fucking encore, it was a big deal. what a great guy. i'm sure he understood.

ficking great band. smokin' live.