the live 'ate
I'm guessing more than a few people had their attention distracted for a few moments on Saturday and watched some Live 'Ate. (As in I (h)'ate it!)
I was already VERY grumpy about the whole extravaganza because I would have to be away from my phone, which contained the quite deep and sexy voice of my beloved boyfriend. BUT. I decided to buck up and be young and see a garsh darn FREE concert in my town, that was being televised across the universe (shout out to John Lennon.) in which muchos actors and music artists will be attending.
Hmmm.
Then why did it feel like a mediocre concert in which nobody could honestly be comfortable or move? WHY.
I live and work in the part of the US, the ONLY part of the US, blessed enough to be tagged to do this event. HOW could I not go? And why do I feel confused...
All types of people were there, ready to rock just as I imagined.
And there were many red-necks climbing steetlights and rocking to the music from atop.
But something wasn't right.
Maybe it's because I never felt the hype to begin with.
Maybe I was waiting for an entire 8 hours for something to blow my mind away.
Maybe because the highlight was hearing EVERYONE singing along to Bon Jovi's "Livin on a Prayer". I mean really! Everyone was SO relieved they actually knew all the words to a song, they couldn't RESIST throwing their arms in the air and screaming the lyrics at the top of their lungs, "WE'LL GIVE IT A SHOT!!". I was in the thick of the crowd, towards the front. (If you're familiar with the Art Museum set up, I was watching the concert from behind and to the right of the fountain. TRUST me. That's like fucking first row compared to the MILLION people standing behind me. It was a GIFT to be hearing the music as it happened, as opposed to the delayed screens and speaker system reaching the masses from muchos blocks away.) Anyway, the crowd out-did it self only TWO other times. (how pathetic) Once when Will Smith came out and did his theme song from Fresh Prince of Bel Air, the other when Stevie Wonder sang Higher Ground and Signed Sealed Delivered.
STEVIE WAS HOT.
I mean the whole crowd really went bonkers when he walked on stage. By that time I had left my slightly off-center prime spot to join Rachel and Mic further to the right and under the forgiving shade of the tall birch trees. Many people left after JayZ. (Oh yeah. I'm getting to JayZ!!) But those who stayed to see Stevie send them off, I'm sure were happy they toughed the crowds and hot sun. (Oh yeah. I'm getting to the crowds!!)
However. After Stevie walked, or was escorted off, that. Was. It.
That
Was
It
NO encore
NO collaboration/finale song
NO speech
NO satellite feed to Bob Geldof thanking us for our support
NO fireworks
Just some guy telling us about the transit delay and thank you for coming out and to please leave peacefully.
Grrrrrrrr.
I'ma let that one go. Just do me a favor. Let that sink in. I can't TELL you how scorched by the sun I was, how BEAT my feet were, how I was BARELY able to walk back from the concert because I was being COOKED for the past 8 hours. I did all of this to BE a part of Live 8 and to see some fucking music HISTORY being made and all I got was a well wish and good night.
Guys. I think I understand how you feel after a date when we don't put out for you.
Ugh.
JayZ was my personal favorite. He was sick - I mean JUST sick. I will not even try to capture it in words, just go find a recording, listen to it and feel enlightened.
The crowds were fucking reDUNKulous. (a word I made up that I use when things are SO ridiculous, they're reDUNKulous. You know you're gonna use it.) Okay. SO there's this twit bitch sitting infront of us on her blankets with a couple friends. They must have been about 22 yrs or younger. She would flip shit whenever people stepped on even a corner of the blanket. I mean, she'd start throwing stuff and flailing her arms and curse. Because people were walking.
Let me address this chick for a minute:
You stupid, mouth breathing bitch. You are in the middle of the FUCKING street of PhilaDELphia, during a FREE concert, sitting on a fucking bed sheet, amongst a million peopl, in the HEAT, and you think you have RIGHTS as to who can and cannot step NEAR you!!!??? I want to punch your skull loose.
There. I feel better.
11:45 AM - Tuesday, Jul. 05, 2005
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