Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Killers - 9/22/09 ARCO Arena




















Future Mrs. B. and I attended the Killers concert last night at ARCO Arena. It was a well deserved and needed break from wedding planning (oh, florist- get your crap together... I won't rip you just yet, you still have time to redeem yourself.)

The best aspect of the concert was that we were hooked up by a friend, so I paid a solid $8.50 for both tickets (even when tickets are free, Ticketmaster gets some money, right?) You can't beat that price- unless of course, the tickets were absolutely free.

After our leisurely dinner at Chili's near ARCO, we drove up at least an hour late. This was on purpose to make sure we missed both opening bands. Timing-wise, it had one extra benefit that was completely lucky for us. The parking folks were closing up their charging stations just as we arrived. The worker who clearly didn't want to accept/deal with any more money said in a gruff tone, "Just go on!" Well, that saved us the $12 in parking. Almost free tickets and free parking? Stewart Scott would be quoted as saying "BOO-YAH!" right about now if he was in our position.

We entered ARCO and heard literally the last 25 seconds of the second opening band. Jackpot! (horrific Jim Breur reference.) This could not have worked out any better! Little did we know that the treats did not end there...

We went to our seats and saw the roadies setting up all of the Killers' equipment. As the house lights were still up, and we had seats rather than the general admission area down where the basketball court would normally be, we could see the crowd below. We began to hear people from different parts of the arena cheering. I initially figured it was just your run of the mill stupid crowd folks cheering because the roadies added a piece of equipment ("Yay! The band is coming out!" Uh, no they're not- the house lights are still on. There's no excuse unless this is your first concert.) But oh no, there was something happening on the floor below. A dance circle had formed, and one young man was showing off his dance moves.

Now I'm going to explain this the best I can, without leaving out anything. The guy was wearing a red shirt, blue jeans, and what looked like Converse Chuck Taylors. He began moving in a bit of an awkward fashion. Some of his dance moves looked like goofy white guy, but there was clearly something odd about it. I turned to FMB and asked, "Does this guy have MS?" To which she replied, "I think so."

At some point, the house music turned on "Let's Hear It For The Boy" and the red shirted MS guy broke into what can only be described as a wildly erratic attempt at bad break-dancing. He spun on the ground and stopped with his elbow on the ground and his hand holding up his head. Classic!

But that wasn't the end. A somewhat overweight blond lady decided she needed attention as well, and she came over to freak-dance with the break-dancing fool. At one point, she stuck her rear end into his crotch and started grinding him. With the obvious green light in his favor, the MS break-dancer began slapping the blond girl's ass. Wow. This was almost better than Curt Schilling's retirement (almost.)

Additionally, another girl (and then another) played out an act where they all dance fought over the red shirted B-Boy like they were in a Michael Jackson concept video. It was entertaining, but by the end I was glad when the house lights turned out to cue the Killers to the stage. However, this display of dancing proved to me once again that people will do ANYTHING for attention (especially in front of 10,000 people) and that these folks were most likely more entertaining than the opening bands.

The Killers opened up with "Human" and launched into a great set of all their hits. The stage was massively set up with a bright array of lights and some well placed pyrotechnics. Brandon Flowers was very robotic in a good way, and I thought the band was very charismatic. They missed out on a couple of songs that I would've loved to hear ("I Can't Stay" and "Uncle Johnny") but overall it was an absolutely entertaining show.

The line of the night was when Flowers encouraged the crowd to make sure they were standing and having a good time because, "We're not at a Fray concert." Hilarious!

They closed the first set with "All the Things That I've Done" and finished with an encore of "Jenny Was a Friend of Mine" followed by "When You Were Young."

Did we get our $8.50 plus gas worth out of the night? Absolutely.

UPDATE: Found a video of the red-shirted guy. On second thought, he may not have MS, but I'm telling you, there was something going on with him...



I also found a video of "All These Things That I've Done" from last night. Not the best quality, but here you go none-the-less:

5 comments:

Rae said...

With all this fortune in your life, I feel a karmic imbalance in the world. Just saying: don't be surprised if God kills a kitten on your behalf now...

GMoney said...

Sounds like your night was one extra layer of cheese around the crust from being the jackpotiest of all jackpots.

Tony B. said...

Thank you for cursing me, Rae. You know with talk like that, I'm sure I can expect some surprises at the wedding...

I admit, it was a pretty good night. How has people watching in Sacramento become as good as people watching in Kentucky?

Adrianne, Wedding Chicks "Real Bride" Blogger said...

"Jackpot" is also the name of a band that gave a 1 hour opening performance for Cake. They were terrible.

Anonymous said...

was it really necessary to comment on the girl's weight? and to say that the guy had MS? you're just a judgemental piece of S*** that doesn't have the balls to have fun in your life. sorry, would hate to be your future wife.