The Samples, again

Sean Kelly and crew came to pdx again last night, and played the Doug Fir. Fantastic venue, fantastic set. I cannot express enough how fond I am of this band, and I'm glad Hubby shares the same sentiment. They played Indiana (a rare treat), Streets in the Rain, Little Silver Ring, and Birth of Words, to name a few faves. Two spontaneous musical guests were included, so we got a fabulous fiddle addition to Did You Ever Look So Nice? and a fun version of Heart of Gold (Neil Young) with a harmonica (a must, of course). For more Samples info, click here.













I was, however, frustrated by a few fellow concert-goers. They obviously have never heard of the Concert-Going Commandments, or were too drunk to remember them (see below). Many rules were broken. I have never wanted to walk up behind somebody and push them down so badly before. Just give a good shove. To avoid getting shoved down by me at a concert, obey these rules...

*Don't spank your girlfriend in public.
*Don't wear sunglasses at 11:30 PM in the basement of a nightclub, unless you're Bono. Your eyes will be fine.
*Don't get so drunk that you forget these Commandments.
*Don't get so drunk that you forget basic rules of decency.
*Stop humping your girlfriend on the dancefloor.
*Do not let your drunk girlfriend climb on your shoulders and play drunk Chicken with members in the audience. (I don't think they were really playing with anyone else, but that's what it looked like, since they were both drunk.)
*The grinding must stop, seriously.
*Don't set cocktails on the dancefloor, and then knock them over onto unsuspecting concert-goers feet and jeans, especially if they're wearing their favorite pair of leather sandals and they don't really appreciate having ice-cold alcohol spilled on their toes during their favorite song.
*Your hair looks dorky, especially when you flip you collar up like that.