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Sunday, September 16, 2007

Cover Me

Last weekend, hubby and I decided to give this Tribute Band thing being held at Lincoln Theater a try.

First off, I am a real music snob. When someone asks 'what kind of music do you like?' my answer is NEVER THE STANDARD that everyone seems to say, which is, 'um, I love all kinds of music. I am pretty open to anything.' I write that with my dingy Paris Hilton voice in my head reciting those words.

But it really annoys me when people give that kind of answer. I don't know why. It's silly, but it also seems like everyone likes to give this same lame answer.

I don't like just any kind of music. I may like something that is rap and generally, I do not like rap. I may like something played on G105 and I only like G105 for the morning show. The music is typically lame.

I could go on about me and my music likes and dislikes, but in regard to the Lincoln Theater event, I tend not to like "classic" rock music. I don't dislike all of it -- and I probably would appreciate it more, if it weren't for the mere fact that "classic" rock stations like to play the shit out of it. Over and Over and Over again. They really are no different than G105, playing the same song at least once an hour, except they can't get out of the classic rock era and play some newer music.

So when we entered the vicinity of the Lincoln Theater -- the block was 'blocked' off for bands to play outside of the theater -- I wasn't expecting to be blown away BUT I do love live music and I've always enjoyed, to a degree, bands covering other bands' songs.

And booze always helps the enjoyment process. I was looking for booze.

We enter Lincoln Theater and I fear that I will not be able to drink.

Not only am I a music snob, but I am a beer snob. Why anyone would want to drink Bud and Miller and its like when we have so many micro-brews, imports, etc to choose from...I'll never know.

So I see some Coronas in a fridge and I am thrilled. Hubby goes to get a couple of them and the "beertender" says "Sorry, we're only selling Miller products." I see Tim pointing to the fridge at the few beers outside of Miller and I see the beertender shake her head and later find she said the venue is Miller sponsored.

So? Why do I care if it's Miller sponsored? That's not my problem. It's my money, give me the freaking Corona.

It ain't happening, so not only do I have to endure Lynyrd Skynard (which is playing in the theater), I can't drink. I am NOT drinking Miller swill, especially after that.

And BTW, Miller Brewing Company, if you're reading this, and I know you're not, I am banning all Miller products because your so-called sponsored venue tried to bully me to drink your piss-water.

So now me and hubby watch the cover band. Tim actually was ready to just leave he was so pissed, but we just paid $30 bucks to see these bands.

Oh god. How I found this to be the cheesiest thing I've ever seen. Sure, they sang fine but I don't like Skynard music. And hearing the audience go nuts with every Skynard song they played was just driving me batty. The band really played it to a tee. The dude singing would hang the microphone out in the audience for folks to sing along and they did. It was a redneck drunkfest.

The dude singer just played it so cool, holding a cigarette in one hand, the mike in the other, swaying as though he is the most awesome singer ever.

So it was this that I realized what the difference is between a tribute band and a band that plays covers. There is a BIG BIG difference and I now know, I'm not a big fan of the tribute bands.

I wanted to yell to everyone IT'S NOT REALLY LYNYRD SKYNARD. DO YOU KNOW THIS? I wanted to tell the band the same thing. You are NOT the real deal. You are unoriginal. You are playing dress-up barbie.

We went outside to hear the Led Zepplin cover band. I heard a guy in front of me, just going nuts and smiling his ass off at the band that the lead singer looked and moved just like Robert Plant. Just excited about this observation. TRUE, TRUE - BUT IT'S NOT HIM. Why is he acting like he is him?

I know, that's what a tribute band is but I don't get it. I just don't get it and it's not just these bands. I don't think I can handle seeing tribute bands for music that I like. I'd rather enjoy a band and listen to their sounds and if they decide to cover another band's song, so be it. That I can handle...

I remember seeing Ani DiFranco years ago at, what is now Disco Rodeo. I didn't know her music that well - I came with friends. She was awesome. And at some point, she covered Prince's "When Doves Cry". It gave me chills and one of those great magical music moments. THAT'S what I'd like to see, hear, and feel...

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