Yes, I won another concert show from 98.7. 🙂
So last month Sex God and I went to the Fox Theater to see Portugal. The Man. (Yes, that’s how the band spells their name.. I don’t know why, I also don’t care why!) The email said it was for Saturday night but the contest winning said it was for Friday and THAT was what I was going to trust! Ha…. so Brant (aka Sex God) had to change his Friday plans with his co-worker to attend. Poor Al…. so wanted Sex God to hang ALL night at one of his house parties. He seems to think that drinking all night is THE most fun and actually told him “Bro’s before Ho’s!”
His other co-worker, Cesar, actually chuckled at that one. And Cesar is a fellow Coachella bud of mine so I sent him a chastising text over THAT! (Sex God admits that after meeting me Cesar is now looking for a Cougar… Sex God told him what he REALLY needed was a Slut.. I take both titles as a compliment.)
Two paragraphs and I still haven’t got to describing the concert. Tells you how interesting it was!
Before the concert Sex God, Luke & I all went for sushi at my favorite place in Glendale. Zono Sushi with its huge happy hour menu from 3pm to closing. The salmon was delicious although we were a bit disappointed in the yellowtail and, sadly, in the service. Although they remembered Luke, as last time was his first and they got a kick over the expressions on his face when he tried amazing things like octopus, oh and a mouthful of ginger! hahaha..
Once home we watch a little Big Bang Theory and then head out to the venue. Parking seemed challenging but downtown Pomona was very well lit and a pleasant walk. I brought both my old license under my married name and my new one under my maiden name. I’m not sure WHICH the tickets would be under and was a little worried the date snafu would play out. But it was all good.
Fox Theater is very much like the Wiltern Theater. It looks like a refurbished old movie theater where they took ALL the seats out to create a mosh pit. So we ordered drinks and explored. It was a first time in such a venue for Sex God so he was appropriately “Wow… cool!” and I was a bit more jaded.. Ha! We stood in the mosh area (plenty of room, hello… only 9pm!) and watched the opening band Lonely Forest.
I immediately noticed that the sound system seemed to overwhelm the building which housed it. Creating a situation where the base was drowning out all the words to whatever they were singing. Which was sad cuz they sounded like a pretty good band! Maybe they’ll get lucky and play Coachella next year.
About halfway through their set we went to pee & get another drink and on the way back discovered that the balcony (where the bathrooms were) had seats! So us Old Folks found some comfy theater seats to enjoy the music from there. The acoustics were a bit better but frankly, I began to doze off even through the audible base pounding. Which was actually a little refreshing!
Did I mention the stage lighting choices SUCKED!
When Portugal. The Man came on were were looking forward to it, but the house music they played before it (shit from the 50’s!) was really grating! Perhaps it should have been a warning. The main event began and again, WAAAAAY too much base… and I LOVE base! But not only could we NOT tell what the words were, but we couldn’t tell which one of the 5 guys were singing! I finally figured out it was the guitar guy on the left, but there was no spotlight on him, barely an indication he was singing at the microphone. So, I had no connection to him. And without a connection to the music by hearing the words or seeing the lead singer, I quickly got bored.
So when Sex God turns to me and notices that I’m dozing off, he yells into my ear. “I’m pretty done with this, if you want to leave.” I’m all… yea! I’ve slept/worn off the alcohol that was buzzing through my system. And being always horny as hell, I’d rather be in between the sheets with my man than sitting bored in a theater!
I did learn two things…. cuz you know me… its all about what I learned!
I concluded that ALL women should wear panty liners at these events(or any public toilet situation where you’ll encounter lines). Cuz lets face it girls… at SOME point in the evening you’ll finally get a toilet only to realize that it has no TP. Just saying… a nice liner protecting your cute panties that you wore for the evening comes in handy!
And I learned that not all hand dryers are the same! The hand dryers in The Fox Theater run like a woman. You gotta put your hands under it and wait while it deigns to notice you, then it slowly builds up air flow and if you move your hands to rub them together or turn them over the whole machine stops and you have to begin the process all over again. Just makes me glad I’m not a man!
And that I wore pants to the venue!!