If you missed part 1, here it is
Some other things I learned, kind of:
4) If you can sing a song in a four
story performance hall that seats 1856 people, without a microphone and still
fill the place with sound at the age of 88, you must be Tony Bennett
"Fly Me To The Moon", with guitar, without microphone. Unbelievable. |
I don’t think anybody else 88 years or
older anywhere can do that. It’s like a Guinness Book level feat, if you think
about it.
5) The best seat in the house is the
front row
This will be my space for the next two hours, thank you very much. Also, note the person with the black hair and white shirt at the very upper left. That was Mrs. S's seat on Friday night. |
You can stretch out your legs (and arms,
and hips, and anything else you want). You can walk right up to the stage and
lean out over it and pretend you fell off the stage and are trying to climb back
on. You can talk to the cello and violin players. You can hear the best. You
can see the best. People think you’re important. People know you’re a patron.
The ushers remember you and don’t bother you about anything. Pure and simple: If
you are not in the front row, you might have good seats, but you don’t have the
best seats. Period.
No, really, I'm with the band! |
This is the view from our box on Friday night. Same price as front row, waaaayyyy different view. |
6) The technology cannot be stopped and
everyone has it in their pockets. Soon, there will be no attempt at preventing
people from photographing at concerts.
View from front row on Thursday night. Yep, that's better |
Note to performers everywhere, I have a
high resolution camera, video recorder, and sound recorder. It’s right here, in
my pocket. If you tell me I can’t take your picture, I won’t. I actually
believe in the rules that keep our society livable. If you tell me I can take
photos without flash, then don’t tell me I can only take photos when the house
lights are up. And if you aren’t going to stop the people in the third balcony
above the stage (who are actually using flash), then guess what? You’re screwed
and I’m probably going to take your picture from the front row, regardless of
announcements, warnings printed on tickets, or anything else. And anyway, Mrs.
S is the concert photographer. I’m going to just sit here and enjoy the show.
It’s her you have to worry about. (What I mean is, pretty soon, the entire
planet is going to be continually photographed, for any or no reason. Performers
need to embrace the technology and let their fans take photos. That’s it.)
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