Sure, I get it. Music has an uncanny ability to stir the soul and move the spirit. I'm fine with that right up to the point where the spirit rolls up on my knee like a 370lb lineman. Don't get me wrong, I love watching your crazy dances; they're often as entertaining as the show, but SRO is just that. Sometimes dancing is just logistically impossible, especially when we're packed in like the Middle Passage and struggling to breathe.
Allow me to drop a scholarly name on you, evolutionary biologist, W.D. Hamilton. This cat delivered a paper in 1971 entitled Geometry For The Selfish Herd, in which he theorized that, when faced with danger, each group member attempts to reduce the danger to itself by getting as close as possible to the center of the group. Is a Ting Tings show really that scary? Why, then, do people enter a sparsely populated venue and feel compelled to stand within an arm's length of me, or better yet, right in my sight line? I wish Hamilton was still alive, because I'd ask him why men taller than 6'2" are compelled to stand in front of my 5'1" ladyfriend.
What else is uncool? Glad you asked. Waving your lit cigarette around, either in conjunction with dancing, or just to emphasize a point. Pushing your way through people in the absence of some variety of "excuse me." Bringing a huge backpack or purse into a show. I'm sure you have quality stories to share, because the list of crimes against proximity at concerts is infinite.
Exceptions: Mosh Pits -if there is a mosh pit, the rules surrounding proximity get more than a little fuzzy.
Previous Guidelines:
I. Thou Shalt Not Puke
II. Thou Shalt Not Fart
III. Thou Shalt Not Smoke
IV. Thou Shalt Not Take Crappy Pictures With Your Cell Phone
V. Thou Shall Show Up On Time
VI. Thou Shalt Not Request Songs
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