If you've never seen John he's just slightly less dorky than Rivers Coumo. (Weezer) During his guitar solos he looked pained, sick, stunned, he was mouthing something, the unintentional comedy factor was high. The music was unnnn beeeeeee lieeeeeeevable. This kids got skillz. That's right, with a 'z', that good. During an extended solo the guitar burst into flames, set his shirt a blaze, and broke into two pieces, yet none of it fazed him.
Toward the end of the concert the heat was unbearable, when Sarah went blind and almost blacked out (She wasn't the only one) we pulled back. I went to get us some water and instinctively asked how much it was, I'm not sure why I asked, she could have said $300 and I would have asked if they take Discover. At this point the concert was almost over, we got some T-Shirts, watched the last few songs, and headed home.
Minneapolis: B, I've been there 7 million times and I still can't find my way around to save my life.
The Quest: D-, pretty neat setup but they were not prepared, they should have had the place at a nice 50 degrees before everyone got there so by concerts end it was a mere 97, instead when we got there it seemed about 75, just a few degrees cooler that in was outside. I saw Weezer at First Ave, wearing four shirts (so I didn't have to hold the ones I bought), was packed against the railing, and it wasn't as bad because the security guards would dump water on the crowd or pass out bottles of it. At the Quest they threw out like 5 bottles (to one small area, before John came out) and dumped like 3 on the crowd. There is a mister but it's in the back where it doesn't do much good. Here is what you do club owners, get PVC pipe, cap one end, poke tiny holes along bottom, pump water in the other end, and hang 4-5 of these across the ceiling. I think that would run about 50 bucks at a hardware store, and they could have their security lackeys install it. A giant vegetable mister. One more thing, if you are going to charge $2 for a 16 ounce bottle of water at least have it be cold, or chilled, or slightly less than room temperature, I think the bartender got our waters out of a microwave.
The Opening Act: A-, Like I said he was entertaining, a hard thing to be when you are generally the annoyance no one came to see.
John Mayer: A, He's a lovable dork. The music was superb. He lost the + for keeping us waiting so long, if he had a good reason he can have his + back.
The Merchandise: B, 3 shirts, a visor, and the Album. Not a whole lot to choose from but $15 bucks for a shirt is pretty good for a concert.
The Whole Experience: B, The experience of great music was slightly lessened by the absolutely unbearable heat.
Is there anything worse than when a guy takes his shirt off at a concert? You have to feel bad for everyone around him. Its 112 degrees and we all have 2 inches to stand in. It's gross enough to be drenched in your own sweat.
Has there ever been a legitimate encore in the history of music? Every band does the "Good night everybody!" thing and leave, the crowd cheers a bit, the band comes back and plays their big hit and maybe some others, leaves again, some come back again. The bands plan their encores, and we know it because half the time they save their big hit for their planned encore. Invariably after the bands planned encore(s) the lights come on and every one exits like the building is burning down. Just once I would like to see the lights come on and every one refusing to leave, cheering and chanting, until the band comes back on. I want to see one legitimate encore.
Why do lots of girls dress up for concerts like they are going to a job interview? My theory is because they think at any moment the singer might stop, single them out, and be like "You!, you are my new girlfriend." It's a distant cousin to the phenomenon of every guy at every sporting event. Guys don't bring their baseball gloves to a game because they might catch a foul ball, they bring them because there's a slight chance the manager will put them in the game. The rest of the girls at concerts go with a different approach for attire, they wear the smallest amount of clothing they can legally walk down the street in.
What the hell is with people and cell phones at concerts? They call their friends and hold the phone in the air, as if the person on the other end can make out anything anyway. The club was illuminated like the stadium in that Nokia commercial. Can we ban these people? I have to have this guys armpit in my face so Johnny Too Cheap To Buy A Ticket can hear a roar at the other end of the phone? People from different areas of the crowd were calling one another and screaming into the phone, "What? I can't hear you! What? Dude, I cant hear you!" The guy next to me had about eight of these conversations with someone near the back. What did they need to talk about anyway? "Yeah man, I'm 25 feet closer, I feel sorry for you, the band must look like a dot to you."
-Jeremy Lindgren likes Smarties