entertainments past

a few weeks ago, i went to see Maroon 5 in concert. it was pretty good. well, the concert itself was good. i like the band, don't love them, but i really like a lot of their songs. so, they, themselves, were good. although, the lead singers' voice started sounding like something out of Jim Henson's creature shop. his voice is a bit nasally, but i thought it was some sort of affect. nope. every song. but, really, that's minor. at the end of the show, the drummer came down and started singing and it was really cool. he did a really good version of "highway to hell." so, that was fun.

what made it less fun was two main things:

1: the people i went with either didn't dig them as much as me or didn't know them at all. so, after awhile, i began to feel a bit foolish for standing up and singing along. it's really no fun when the people you go with are sitting down the whole show. i don't get that. so, that was sort of lame. although, the girl i went with was really fun.

2: lots and lots of blonde, sorority girls. zionks! by the end of the concert, the place had erupted into song and you could barely hear the singer. and the screams, my god the screams. it was like having three girls standing on either side of you and screaming at the top of their lungs directly into your ear. as scary as sorority girls are, en masse, it was still cool to see people really into the music. i was sort of creeped out to know that i had something in common with them, but i mentally rectified that knowing i didn't know all of the words or the names of the boys in the band.

the last arena concert i went to was Dave Matthews and i love him. i also went with my friend, safia, who loves them too. so, it was good. we were out on the lawn, dancing around and singing. that was perfect. shameless fun and good music under a blanket of stars.

maybe it's the puritanical air they breathe up here. i don't know. i'm still holding my breath.