And happy day before my 18th birthday to me. I think this show was my idea. Maybe I thought it would be funny?
You want to know what three things do not go together?? My teenaged gothness, Meaghan's punk rock girlness and Kid Rock fans. This show was a disaster from the beginning. What Meaghan and I were thinking I have no idea. It's possible that I was, um, trying to expand my musical genre experience or something.
Even pulling into the parking lot we just knew that this wasn't going to go well. I remember walking from the car and feeling like everyone staring at us like we didn't belong. In all fairness we really didn't. I mean, I didn't listen to Kid Rock, not then or anytime after that (being subjected to him while playing darts doesn't count). The kids there made fun of us, we made fun of them. Meaghan was successful at making a game out of it, talking up the random Kid Rock fans. I mentioned in my journal how I thought she was being ridiculous but at the same time totally hilarious.
We didn't stay for the whole show. I'm not even sure that we made it through one Kid Rock song. It was pretty sonically miserable in there. As we were leaving we ran into a kid who really wanted to go to the show but didn't have the money. We felt bad that we had no desire to see Kid Rock and had tickets and this genuinely nice kid (with questionable music taste) really wanted to see him and couldn't afford it. We gave him $5, which feels like a lot when you're working 20 hours a week making $7 per hour.
You want to know what three things do not go together?? My teenaged gothness, Meaghan's punk rock girlness and Kid Rock fans. This show was a disaster from the beginning. What Meaghan and I were thinking I have no idea. It's possible that I was, um, trying to expand my musical genre experience or something.
Even pulling into the parking lot we just knew that this wasn't going to go well. I remember walking from the car and feeling like everyone staring at us like we didn't belong. In all fairness we really didn't. I mean, I didn't listen to Kid Rock, not then or anytime after that (being subjected to him while playing darts doesn't count). The kids there made fun of us, we made fun of them. Meaghan was successful at making a game out of it, talking up the random Kid Rock fans. I mentioned in my journal how I thought she was being ridiculous but at the same time totally hilarious.
We didn't stay for the whole show. I'm not even sure that we made it through one Kid Rock song. It was pretty sonically miserable in there. As we were leaving we ran into a kid who really wanted to go to the show but didn't have the money. We felt bad that we had no desire to see Kid Rock and had tickets and this genuinely nice kid (with questionable music taste) really wanted to see him and couldn't afford it. We gave him $5, which feels like a lot when you're working 20 hours a week making $7 per hour.
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