concert!

my sister Jo and i saw tree63 this weekend. i've liked the band since before they were like all over the radio, but i had never seen them before! it was neat to finally see them play live. i knew pretty much every song, and even how to play a lot of them on my guitar. how wonderful! it wasn't the loudest or most energetic concert i've ever been to, by any means...but, it was really fun because i've wanted to see them for...hmm....5 years now.

there were three strange things at the concert. a young Mom, in FRONT of us (like two feet from the stage) was holding her adorable toddler daughter, who was well on her way to being a top-notch headbanger. it was very cute, but i think little kids' eardrums can get blown up pretty easy even at the tamest of pop-rock concerts. poor kid!

right BEHIND us, there was a crowd of pseudo-charismatics who shouted loud responses to every rhetorical comment. so the situation went something like this:

guy on stage: so we're here because we're christians and like to sing about God and anyways our next song is---
pseudo-charismatics [interrupting]: SO DO WE!!! YES, LORD! WE LOVE YOU, JESUS! YES!

...it was really weird. i glared at them once, so i was just glad they didn't start laying hands on me or something. that's why i am calling them pseudo-charismatics, because they weren't speaking in tongues or other semi-creepy charismatic things. but, they were trying to sing the songs when they didn't know the words, and just ended up blabbing nonsense. this is incredibly annoying, but who knows? ...maybe they were speaking in tongues, after all. :P (if there are charismatics reading this, please don't take offense at my honest/lame jokes.)

the third strange thing is the huge fish tank that constituted a glass-and-water wall between the concert area and some back office. there were some shiny fish that stayed in a little "school" and were paranoid of people, and some cute little white ones, and an ominous black Daddy Fish with dark red eyes, who just floated there and stared at us. and speaking of eardrums being blown out, whose idea was it to subject these poor fishes to so much loud noise? if they hate it when you tap on the glass, i bet they hate it when they have to listen to rock concerts 24/7. even rocker-fish need a break once in a while or they go deaf. so in honor of the poor deaf fishes, i might even put some pictures of them up later. (yes, i took pictures of them.)