last night jeremy and i went to the house of blues sunset strip for dinner and a concert. we saw edwin mccain (he was the second act; the headliners were the alan parsons project band.), one of our favorite artists. his most famous song is i'll be, which was the song we danced our first dance to at our wedding. he played for about an hour and it was all of his good stuff. it was amazing.
the only un-amazing part was one of our coattendees. these two guys came and stood in front of us when edwin mccain started his first set. they were not the typical edwin mccain fan (middle-aged white people) and they were really really drunk. it was only about 9pm and house of blues isnt a cheap place to buy drinks so thye must have either been drinking all day long at home and then drove to the show or they were really really really cheap drunks. anyways midway through one of my favorite songs i feel something splash on my foot. at first i thought someone spilled their drink but no it was the dumbass standing in front of me, puking in the middle of the show because eh was so drunk. he and his friend left and went to the bathroom and a security guy came and put sawdust on the mess. (elementary school anyone?) it was all well and good (although you would be amazed at the number of people who do not look where they are putting their feet and walked straight through the puddle) until they came back and he had ANOTHER beer in his hand. thankfully one of the guys in the group standing to my right went and got security who escorted him out. after that we were able to enjoy the rest of the show and even able to slow dance to our song.
it was wonderful.