Okay, I'm going to finish the rant I started in TINYELVIS 'S journal.
I love going to rock shows. I started going to punk shows at age 14. The venues were sometimes sketchy-like a boxing club along a skid row that later moved to a warehouse down by the RR tracks along the river or old bars in the boondocks. Mostly I went with friends and sometimes my parents drove. I never had a problem seeing the bands that I wanted to see.
As I got older friends moved away, or people "grew out of" going to punk shows(?) or were broke----so I just went by myself if I had to.
As I got older still shows were at bars at people had busy lives and I just met up with who ever else made it to the show.
Then I moved from my insular life in Green Bay and Door County to Mpls and things are not the same. Duh!
It may be hard for guys to understand but its like my independence has been stripped. I used to go to Main Room shows all the time(remember when they had lots of shows worth going to?). They also had a beautiful empty lot across the street where that damned Hard Cock Cafe is now. Perfectly safe, close, and well lit---I have driven around and around the block waiting for a spot to open in the lot behind 1st Ave because its the safest one. The ramp is out of the question--I've done it but it made my heart feel like it was going to jump out of my chest.
There are serious issues with safe parking at the Uptown, Big V's and Turf Club, and Triple Rock.
And this is so far only about getting to and from the show. I've braved the parking issues cuz I believe in Rock!
However, one must retain one's safety whilst in the joint too. If I don't happen to know anyone at the show(my circle is small-hence going alone), then I'm a prime target for any fruitcake who notices I'm a woman alone in a bar. I could tell you some tales............
But I won't bother with the details of all the crude, rude and scary attempted pickups. Toto, we're not in Sconnie anymore.
I need women, gay men, eunuchs, couples or mixed groups to go to shows with. My love and I go to shows together sometimes but he has other shit going on and doesn't always share my enthusiasm for the same music. I have never been so "not" independent in my life.
Do I allow fear to rule my life? Sometimes I think so, but my sense of self preservaion hasn't failed me yet.
Are you thinking: How fucking self involed! I am.
I love going to rock shows. I started going to punk shows at age 14. The venues were sometimes sketchy-like a boxing club along a skid row that later moved to a warehouse down by the RR tracks along the river or old bars in the boondocks. Mostly I went with friends and sometimes my parents drove. I never had a problem seeing the bands that I wanted to see.
As I got older friends moved away, or people "grew out of" going to punk shows(?) or were broke----so I just went by myself if I had to.
As I got older still shows were at bars at people had busy lives and I just met up with who ever else made it to the show.
Then I moved from my insular life in Green Bay and Door County to Mpls and things are not the same. Duh!
It may be hard for guys to understand but its like my independence has been stripped. I used to go to Main Room shows all the time(remember when they had lots of shows worth going to?). They also had a beautiful empty lot across the street where that damned Hard Cock Cafe is now. Perfectly safe, close, and well lit---I have driven around and around the block waiting for a spot to open in the lot behind 1st Ave because its the safest one. The ramp is out of the question--I've done it but it made my heart feel like it was going to jump out of my chest.
There are serious issues with safe parking at the Uptown, Big V's and Turf Club, and Triple Rock.
And this is so far only about getting to and from the show. I've braved the parking issues cuz I believe in Rock!
However, one must retain one's safety whilst in the joint too. If I don't happen to know anyone at the show(my circle is small-hence going alone), then I'm a prime target for any fruitcake who notices I'm a woman alone in a bar. I could tell you some tales............
But I won't bother with the details of all the crude, rude and scary attempted pickups. Toto, we're not in Sconnie anymore.
I need women, gay men, eunuchs, couples or mixed groups to go to shows with. My love and I go to shows together sometimes but he has other shit going on and doesn't always share my enthusiasm for the same music. I have never been so "not" independent in my life.
Do I allow fear to rule my life? Sometimes I think so, but my sense of self preservaion hasn't failed me yet.
Are you thinking: How fucking self involed! I am.
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I totally know what you mean! Maybe I'm getting cautious in my old age (I just turned 30) but I NEVER go out alone anymore. And I used to ... First Ave, Turf, etc. ... of course, now there's hardly ever anything I want to see. And I don't drink anymore. So it seems kind of pointless to even go out. ... but I wouldn't feel safe, anymore.