Black Angels

I went to Black Angels at Bowery on Friday. It was a lovely show. Except for the people and for the standing. I'm all about standing. You gotta stand for something! But with such tight quarters and holding luggage (aka coat, bag, umbrella) one's body really starts aching. The girls directly in front of me and directly behind me were wildly thrashing their bodies everywhere. I had no chance to dance because even if I had attempted a sway, I'd be completely bumping into them. As is, they were already completely bumping into me and I was trying to make myself as small as possible. Hair got on my shoulder. I love it when it gets warmer and the Big D sweater comes off, but I hate it when other people's split ends land on my skin because they have no concept of space. Sick. Also at the show was this dude that I had accidentally given a fake number to. I say accidentally because I usually give my number out when I don't know what else to do. I don't have the capacity to make up a number. I am too honest. I am like, no, I don't have a boyfriend. Yes, I will give you my number. All obviously very miserably said. But that is besides the point. Anyhoo, this guy approached me and said he had a bone to pick. So, I gave him my real number-idiot! I'm an idiot. Then he asked me in so many words if I sucked dick for a living. Then he texted me and said he hated the music and wanted to shoot himself in the dick. I want to shoot HIM in the dick too. I understand I am pretty laid back and therefore people feel like they can say stuff to me. I am not offended this much is true. But I do think you are an idiot and should just stay in the comfort of your own home. Also, come to think of it, every time I had seen him it was at a show and every time he was complaining about how much he hated the band. WHY DID YOU SPEND TWENTY DOLLARS TO COMPLAIN?! If you don't like it, stay home! PLEASE. STAY HOME! He put his hand on my back when he was saying goodbye. I literally cringed. CRINGED. I hate it when people touch me. Terrible. But! The show was good. The boys from Black Angel can touch me any time. I'm tellin' ya, hey!