John P...oh God, that Jethro Tull concert. I remember that, and remember wanting to throttle the guy. Of course he blathered all through the ACOUSTIC set. Big jerk. ;)
At the much-anticipated Roy Zimmerman house concert last weekend, in someone's living room with about 25 people attending, a man right behind us during the last few songs started humming and muttering along in what he probably thought was an undertone (NOT). It was rather excruciating in such an intimate setting, but Roy was far too civilized to call him on it, so just soldiered through anyway. Neither I nor my friends had the nerve to say anything about it, both because we didn't want to cause a scene and because frankly, we weren't sure what his mental state was...merely obnoxiously oblivious, or possibly "not all there"? (in which case it would've been even more embarrassing for Roy). Luckily, Roy's charm and charisma carried the day and we were able to mostly ignore it.
Hmmm...this seems like a really good time to solicit people's opinions about an experience I had a few years ago. I went to a Bruce Cockburn concert with some friends, and we were sitting in the third or fourth row, near the side aisle. One of our party (who might've had a wee dram or so before the show...unconfirmed) was enjoying herself to the point where she felt compelled to get up and dance in the side aisle, occasionally wandering down to the foot of the stage where she was bathed in residual stage light. Now, this was a very simple concert, just Bruce with his guitar and one or two backing musicians. I was completely horrified by my friend's actions, because I felt that in this situation (no one else was dancing or moving out of their seats) she was in danger of pulling focus from Bruce and becoming a major distraction. Eventually it bothered me so much that I actually asked her to sit down, which she did with rather bad grace (she later said she felt "shut down" and I wanted to say, "GOOD!").
Recently, however, I was listening to Bruce's live "Circles in the Stream" cd, and towards the end he says to the audience, "Is there a reason why the people dancing in the aisles can't keep dancing?" At which point I felt a wave of shame wash over me. Ouch.
What do my fellow 'Catters think? Was I, as usual, being a big wet blanket, or was I justified in "shutting her down"? I, for one, was VERY distracted by her dancing and did feel it detracted from the focus of the concert. Then again, as we know, I'm a huge worry-wart. ;)
Good God...my first post to Mudcat in months, and it's a humdinger!