02/26/13 08:14 - ID#57292
This was my perch for Sundayâ€™s evening show with Bon Jovi. While watch both show and crowd, I managed to come to a conclusion. Iâ€™ve worked as an usher for a variety of different events as it is usually fairly easy supplemental bucks. Whenever a concert comes up, everybody hopes for an uneventful night of hopefully folks just enjoying the show.
While Iâ€™m not a huge Bon Jovi fan, I respect â€˜em and for what they do, they do it well enough. They put on a good show and the masses were pretty happy. Itâ€™s a kick to see bands that have been around long enough that the generations share them. Mother and son sat in the aisle near me and it was a hoot to see the lad (all of 9 or 10) enjoy the tunes while his mom â€œenjoyedâ€ Mr. Bon Jovi. I I did learn a few things last night. Apparently, when Jon mentions that heâ€™d like do a song from album that is about to come out soon, that is apparently code for â€œItâ€™s now time to run to concessions, get a couple of eight dollar beers and you wonâ€™t miss one of the hits.â€ Those were some getting up and wandering around fans. People were headed up the aisles so often it reminded me of the Sabres crowd the night before.
I guess I was just jealous of their well financed errands to the concession stands, a lot of damn money for Blue Light I tells ya. Things seem a little more tense than the sports events as the evening unfolds and then it dawned on me, concerts inside are like night football games at the stadium. It was pretty mellow. I had to laugh a bit, when a chemically serene customer stopped on her way out with just a few songs left to announce that â€œSir, sir, there might be drunk people up there, just so you know, just a few feet in front of usssss!â€
Good to know
Last Modified: 02/26/13 08:14
02/25/12 03:51 - ID#56132
I was occasionally sneaking game glances but you did have to watch out for interlopers sneaking up the stairwell. The middle level of the place is restricted during the game to the folks who pay for the privilege, but that doesnâ€™t stop some smoothies from taking a shot at getting in. I had a guy whose invisible wife was killing him to get a handcarved roast turkey sandwich (yeah, sure), a few other ner do wells, but my favorite was the guy who tried to talk his way up to see Sabres Broadcaster Kevin Sylvester, while Mr. Sylvester was speakingâ€¦.on television. Something tells me that isnâ€™t the best time for company to drop by, especially when they donâ€™t seem to grasp the nature of your job. That same something told me that the gentleman in front of me knew Mr. Sylvester, from watching him on television like the rest of us.
The Sabres won in a shootout, so Iâ€™m thinking all the people who left early trying to â€œBeat the trafficâ€ are feeling a little foolish, but I showed that door who was boss.
Last Modified: 02/25/12 03:51