Today's commentary is special and comes from a loyal reader. I'll keep the reader's identity secret (by request), but will paste the entire email to me because it really tells a cool story and I think you'll all be able to weigh in on this one. Email below:
Most often, I get really good seats to shows and I have a Jack Daniels plastic cup that (afterward) I place every ticket in chronological order. Anyway, back at this year's M3 show, I had "fair"tickets for Friday night, but 'pit' tickets for Saturday. I knew I was going to leave before Tesla and Whitesnake (for a bunch of reasons). Anyway, a guy who was sitting next to me on Friday was telling me that Tesla and Whitesnake were among his favorite bands (mostly Tesla)- but he had his same "fair" seats for both days.
On Saturday afternoon, I went to him and told him to not go anywhere after Sebastian Bach. When Bach ended and I was moving up to the second stage and then the main stage from afar before leaving, I went over to him and gave him my tickets to move down front. He was so genuinely thankful and psyched, but my OCD kicked in realizing that I couldn't "complete" my ticket chronological order in my beloved Jack Daniels cup. Ah well, there are bigger things in life.
Since then, I've done this at a bunch of shows this summer- mostly Motley Crue/Poison/New York Dolls. I have either left after Poison or halfway through Motley's set- mostly due to time constraints, but anyway, as I'm leaving, I try to find two people who seem as though they would really enjoy the up front view- not the quintessential "hot chick" or the drunk loudmouth; rather I look for the friendly looking dad with his teenage son/daughter or two "ordinary" young men/women sitting in the back; the number one criteria I have is that [despite their current seats], they are really into the show. I get a lot of hesitation from people thinking (perhaps) that I'm looking for money for my tickets. When I explain that there are no strings attached other than for them to get close to one of their favorite bands, they are very appreciative and I go on my merry way.
Now, reader X leaves us with this question:
I'm curious about what other people think about this -- especially the bands and fellow attendees with whom I rocked with most of the night and then to have "Mr. Rogers and his 'cool looking' son" sitting in my seats.