04-23-2022, 07:57 PM | #1 |
Stone Warrior
Join Date: Aug 2018
Location: The Netherlands
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I just witnessed a real "Get-off-of-my-lawn" moment.
Well, today saw the first time since two years that I went to a live show. There was a punk rock matinée held at a local venue I used to frequent before the pandemic put a hold on that.
Anyway, I went there and saw the familiar faces again, “Hey dude, long time no see, how are you?” and all that business, or as we say in my native tongue "Ouwe jongens krentenbrood" (Old guys, raisin bread.) The music was loud, the sweat dripping off the wall, and everybody had a brilliant time. So I went outside to catch some fresh air and talk amongst some of my punk rock friends when all of a sudden this guy with a bullhorn appeared from the next door house. He blared something and went inside again. All of us were baffled at first until the guy appeared once more, this time using the siren. At which everybody started laughing, figuring that the guy just had some fun with us and one individual said “Just in time dude, we needed a new singer for our band!” At which the door opened again and the guy, correctly figuring that thanks to the distortion of the bullhorn, it was impossible to make across what he was saying, just started shouting at the top of his lungs. ''TURN THAT @%$*&# NOISE OFF, I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE! ALL OF YOU MOVE AWAY OR ELSE I'M GONNA..." Some walked over to try to calm him down, but the whole atmosphere had changed, and I decided to make myself scarce before things escalated any further. Yeah, the pandemic kept punk rock shows from happening for over two years, but it apparently also made it that people living next door to the bar could go to bed early. Yeah, things going back to normal will be something we have to get used to again, in more ways than one.
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