I'm still angry at Studio A about the Ladybug Transistor/Starlight Mints show.
Why, what happened? The way you described Studio A, I was thinking of it as more of a movie theater--I didn't realize it was a music venue, too.
Yeah, it's a club/music venue. Ugh. The local opening band had all of their little friends and girlfriends on the dance floor, and they were an awful, awful band. Then the Ladybug Transistor came on, and they played, and they were excellent. And EVERYONE was talking and sitting on their asses on the banquettes lining the sides of the club. There were eight people on the floor, three of whom were talking and two of whom were taking MySpace pictures of themselves. So fucking rude. And when the Starlight Mints came out, the lady had to say, "We came all the way from Norman, Oklahoma to see you, and we want to see you." Hint fucking hint. People begrudgingly got up. I mean, come on, yeah, it's a Wednesday night, okay? But you're paying $10 to get in and see these bands. If you didn't want to see them, you could have a) left after the shitty local band played, or b) gone to one of SEVERAL fucking bars that don't have a cover charge or a band playing. That's what goddamn bars are for. So you can drink and smoke and talk with your friends and take MySpace pictures. You don't even have to raise your voice or struggle to hear your friends -- you're not competing with a band or anything. Seriously.
I fucking hate people.
