me and them god people (a flashback)

okay, so i don’t even know who alison krauss is. i don’t. i THOUGHT she was a christian act simply because she was playing at riverbend centre which is on the “campus” (???) of riverbend baptist church, which is why i agreed to work it. not that i’m all about the cross-bearing mafia that is the wonderful world of organized christianity (i know for you regular readers, that may surprise you), but i like working christian shows, and it all goes back to one band with a severely christian following: POD.

i worked the POD show at la zona earlier in the year, and at la zona the box office is a one man thing. none of that event settler-ticket seller-will call guy bullshit; it’s all you. and typically the grumpiest, most arrogant, annoying pricks are the guest list people if they’re not ON the list because they toted their plus ones (i.e. dates or guests) up to the window, thinking they’d look like bad-asses and now they can’t get in and therefore look like JUST asses. what they don’t realize is that their is only one bad ass who’s NOT on stage, and that would be me (feed the ego…feed the ego).

the POD people realized this…but probably because, due to the nature of the show, i was wearing a shirt that said, “yea, though i walk through the valley and shadow of death, i fear no evil, for i am the baddest motherfucker in the valley.” one case kinda sums it all up; this was one of many, but they all went about his smoothly…here’s a transcript:

“hi, my name’s paul smith. john was supposed to put me on the list plus one”
*i look at both band lists, the promoters list, and the venue list*
“sorry, paul, but i don’t find you on any of the lists…do you know WHO’S list john would have put you on?” (like the name “john” means something to me)
“it would have been POD’s list” *i check it again in front of him*
“no, dude…sorry. you’re not on the list”
“oh well, these things happen” and he turned to walk away…

but then it got BETTER. and scarier. all at the same time…

he turns back to me…”hey, i don’t suppose i could just BUY a couple of tickets, could i?”
“no man, the show’s sold out”
“well, DARN…sorry”
“huh? sorry for what?”
“my language”
“um…okay”
“well, believe you me, i’m gonna give john one FIRM talking to…”
“yeah bro, i would…”
“you have a nice evening”

and he walked off….