One of the most amazing things a music lover can experience is the opportunity to attend a concert. The overall concert experience is elevated when the band is not just any band, but rather the overall favorite group of the music obsessee. I have now seen my favorite band 4 times, and it never gets old. However, this Saturday was the first time I had to put up with a less-than-exemplary fan base. In the past, Jack's Mannequin fans respected each other's space and appeared to have a genuine appreciation for the music.
This is why I was so disappointed with the fan base present at the Jack's Mannequin concert at Sokol Auditorium in Omaha on Saturday. We got there early, and were thrilled with our position, which was about 4 rows back from the stage. During the two opening bands we were left undisturbed, but by the time Jack's Mannequin took stage, fans began pushing forward, knocking people out of their way in order to get closer to the stage.
Now I payed the same amount for tickets as these rude fans did, and I got in line a good 45 minutes earlier to get these sports, so of course I was beyond upset when this began occuring. At the worst point, a guy who was much larger than me both in height and stature yelled "close knit group!" and pushed his way in front of me. For some reason this made me see red. Who the hell was he to cut in front of us? In fact, who has the right to cut in front of anyone under any circumstance? I would never dream of cutting people off to get a better spot, so it does not seem right that anyone else does it to me.
Though a few people had already cut in front of us, when this particular 'close knit group' guy shoved past me, I lost it. I mean, hardcore lost it. I grabbed him by the neck, momentarily forgetting that he was twice my size yelled at him "get back" (the PG version of my actual words) and when all else failed, dug my six-inch heels right into his shins.
After about 30 seconds attempting to beat up the cutter, my brother pulled me off. While I was flailing around in his grasp, Wes yelled "Back off, Kelly- what do you hope to accomplish?! Just enjoy the concert." I respond well to logic, so I immediately forfeited. Eventually, the jerk pushed his way straight to the front, but it was in a diagnol pattern, so he stopped blocking my view after a couple songs.
Despite inconsiderate fans, the show was sensationsal. Jack's Mannequin was passionate and lead singer Andrew McMahon put out an excellent vocal effort as always (I've seen them four times now). I'd also like to recomment Lowe vs. Diamond, the opening band. They were incredibly talented. "Heart Attack" is a great starter song for this band.
I want to tell all of you, don't cut in lines. Ever. It's incredibly inconsiderate and shows a major lack of character. When you cut in front of someone, it basically says "I think I'm more important than you are" and makes you look like a total jackass. My only consolation was that the guy who cut in front of me got my six-inch heels momentarily lodged in his shin to remind him that he's a jackass. Don't let this discourage you rom going to concerts, though- just make sure you wear heels.
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