this is a vent...that's right..i've got SHIT to say

SO normally I try and be professional and give people the benefit of the doubt. So when i heard shit about a certain promoter at RMS I backed her up. Ya know, it's hard to be a chick in the industry and I know that sometimes you have to have a thick skin..you need to be firm and aggressive - i get it. shit happens. whatever.

BUT if your people can't get their shit together DO NOT place the inefficiencies on me. i am NOT your punching bag. I am not your therapist and I am not your Prozac. Don't give me your shit. I am NOT your problem. If you have self-esteem issues or you've been screwed or fucked or apparently NOT FUCKED [in a very very long time] than you need to deal with these things because really...rotting from the inside out is not recommended. ask your doctor. sure he's all about apples but c'mon..rotting from the inside? - can't be good.

SO..Monday night. I'm on my way to The Kooks. First off - I love The Kooks. Last time I saw them was at The Koolhaus. Awesome. Sold Out. Had just come from the Steam Whistle Brewery. a little drunk. not gonna lie.

**[insert random thought: my friend Claire is really nice..so is Chris Budd..but not as nice...kinda as nice..pseudo nice..nice guy..oxymoron? hmmm. guy=nice=possible? hmmm.]**

Back again.

The Kooks. Mod Club. saw them before. awesome.redundant. Just sayin. So let's get back to the drama of the evening. oh wait. where was I...right

so apparently the Kooks is a recipe for drama. last time we saw them some chick was so wasted she annihilated my foot to the point where I was making my way to her to "speak my mind" maybe even show her the offended foot and make her kiss it. who knows. Chris pulled me back.bought me a beer. said it wasn't worth it. and it turns out it wasn't cause she got in a scrap with some dude and got kicked out of the show.

like seriously. a mosh pit. at THE KOOKS. COME ON.

so. true to form we are at another Kooks show and there is another moment of drama. this time with a promoter who is such a hot head she doesn't even take into account mis-communication OR the random everyday fuck ups that occur when "guest list" is involved. She totally sccuses us of fucking with her list and manipulating her staff. Even though we each had either a ticket or guestlist.

I have friends.

YES I HAVE FRIENDS. some of whom can make things happen. Like concert tickets. I personally am not a conduit of action BUT sometimes people like me enough to do nice things for me like get me tickets to concerts that I LOVE!! as I am one of the people that appreciate this. return the favour. AND NEVER abuse a kind gesture or generous offer I'm pretty sure I'm kosher with most peeps on this account. Now I'll admit I was nervous that the tickets weren't actually going to be at the door. that this had all happened in my head - in my own little world of fantasy and make believe.

BUT.

Turns out after all my neurosis and self-doubt and pessimism the tickets were there for me. As well my friend had her name on the list. BUT before we could explain ANYTHING the girl at the door made assumptions.

NOW. the saying.."to assume makes and ass out you and me" does not come from just anywhere. and when one assumes you really do open yourself up to a lot of shit. if there's one piece of advice i can pass along. it's ALWAYS get both sides of the story.

Your chick at the door may not be able to handle SEVEN DIFFERENT GUESTS LISTS. You coming to the door and making changes may fuck her up. too many people at the door may push her into a frenzy. AGAIN. shit happens.

So the girl at the door scanned both my tickets before giving me an opportunity to explain that one was supposed to be left at the door for someone on their way and that IN FACT the girl I was with had her name under the promoter's very own guest list. For those of you that frequent concerts I'm sure you're aware that once a ticket is scanned YOU CAN'T LEAVE IT for pick up ANYMORE. FUCK. After much confusion over who had what and who's name was where, we were under the impression everything was fine. Apparently one cannot be sure when dealing with a "promoter" who is female and takes the term "grow some balls" literally.

So after she [RMS] assumes we are trying to "manipulate" her guest list [not the case..WE HAD A TICKET] insults a previous business partner / friend, another innocent and someone she doesn't EVEN NOW - she threatens to throw them out. She gives them shit and basically loses whatever self-respect she had left by totally undermining the relationship she had in an effort to assert her "power" and influence.

WHO THE FUCK does that. Are we twelve. NO . apparently we're immature, insecure, self righteous ego maniacs that have a chip the size of a boulder on our shoulder.

Regardless of the abuse we had to endure - the show - although soured slightly - ROCKED. but i'm drained so more will come later.