Post #102984 by Tiki-Kate on Tue, Jul 20, 2004 11:55 PM

On 2004-07-20 10:54, martiki wrote:
What happens to me, without fail, is that I get to a show early as hell, sit on a sidewalk for hours (which is no fun in front of the Warfield in SF I assure you), rush in to get the perfect place to watch the show on the floor...and then it turns to shit. Someone who got there 5 minutes before the headliner always pushes in front of you. And that person is always pablusized. (that's a new word meaning "big guy"). So you watch a head for two hours. I mean, I am six feet tall, but there's always some 6'5" guy who shows up at every band I like. Grrr..

As an aside, JT: the most recent show this happened at (last week) was Neil and Tim Finn. I was tempted to yell out "What does the name Split Enz really mean?!" but I showed good concert manners and refrained.

Oh My God! I wonder if it's the same tall guy follows them (or Neil at least) around the country on every tour. He's done this to me twice. It's usually toward the end of the show though. He got me last Wednesday at the Finn Brothers show in Hollywood. I was in the second row, and he shoves in front of me saying "You've been up here long enough." I'm thinking "Bloody Hell. This is the same guy who did this to me five years ago at The Roxy." It was pretty amusing to see the shock and dismay on the face of the crowd of accountants who seem to also frequent the Finn shows.

I didn't see him the following night, but he showed up at The Grove in Anaheim on Friday. Luckily, there were some very burly, yet friendly, accountants there. He didn't come near me, but if he had I would not have given up the death-grip I had on the stage.

By the way, it was originally Split Ends, but they changed it to Enz in 1974 to emphasise their New Zealand identity.