It appears that I will be missing two (2!) great concerts as I leave the West for the East. Death Cab for Cutie is in Montreal on June 6th, a mere 3 days after I leave, and Reel Big Fish is showing up for the Warped Tour sometime this July. As I’m typing that last line, I feel somewhat like a phony, because I’m really not that hardcore of a music fan. Come to think of it, I think I would almost rather stay home alone (or with someone close) and listen to their CDs on 300$ headphones.
I’ve only really been to two concerts all my life. Both of them were for Reel Big Fish and both of them were with Big D. The first was in April of 2006. We had been together for about 10 months then, and my friends surprised us with two tickets for our birthdays (which happen to be in the same month). It was also the first night we spent together… and oddly enough, it wasn’t as awkward as typical relationship scenario would usually dictate it to be. The second concert was in Paris, where we spent many a-night together. (It was also the first time a lesbian hit on me, but that’s another story).
He’s gone to two more Reel Big Fish concerts. Once right after he cheated on me, during the summer of 2007. Once just recently (as he told me via e-mail) at a small place in Ithaca. I sometimes wonder if he misses going to concerts with me. I also sometimes wonder if… I will be able to enjoy a Reel Big Fish concert as much as I have without him skanking by my side. It’s a strange thing, to relate concerts to him, because I’m hesitante to start going to them alone, or with someone new.
I was planning on visiting the underground ska scene in New York, but safety concerts (um… roofies?!) and lack of time deterred me from visiting venues. But Beijing is looking promising, because we’ll be a bunch of Westernized kids looking for things to do every night. There is this club, D22, looks promising, who knows? Because… oh, those summer nights!
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