I can’t go for that

Last night finally arrived. I met my Mom for dinner at Tres Agaves in Roseville for dinner. We had a decent meal and margarita’s then headed to the main event: Hall and Oats, at the Thunder Valley Casino. We’d been anticipating this concert for many months and were both ecstatic. We arrived-the venue was great, and we had fantastic seats. All was set for a great night. The show was fantastic. We sang along jumped up and down and all of the things you might expect when you hear your beloved songs live. Then the unexpected happened. After about 7 songs (two of which were extended into “jam” type stuff, that normally only musicians appreciate), they said, “Thank you! Goodnight.”

WTF?! Waitwaitwaitwaitwait…..We paid $40 per ticket, not including fees of course for you jokers to play for about an hour? Really? Of course there was much screaming. Then an encore of ONE SONG. Ugh. Then more screaming. Then a final return with introductions of the band, some chatter about the two solo records, and finally two more songs.

Color me disappointed. While they were great when they were playing, I’m not that excited about ego stroking. Isn’t that what backstage antics are for? Don’t bring that shizz to the front of the house.

While I concede that it must be difficult to go from stadium filled gigs to smaller ones, be careful H&O. The kind of set you played is what I remember as typical for small House of Blues sized shows with a couple of bands. This was a few thousand people with no opening band. It’s possible they were using the economic principle of scarcity, and fair enough. But I was using the “time value of money” principle. Which, by the way, did NOT make me feel like I’d gotten my money’s worth.

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About Rachel "Ginger" Lazarus

I'm a post-feminist, ex-showgirl, looking to make a fulfilling life in the country with my fella, our girls, our dog, and "the ladies" our dozen chickens.
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