So Good at Forgetting

Cue foreshadowing.

So, I’m talking to Chase, and he mentions how cool it would’ve been to see Soda Stereo live. I wonder whether they ever came to Europe, since they’re not very well known here in Spain, at least. Next thing you know, I’m checking for tickets (Concert season… Starting!), and, lo and behold! Gustavo Cerati is coming to Madrid… In October!

I don’t remember the last time I ever saw tickets go on sale 6 months in advance, except for, maybe, The Rolling Stones. It’s usually two or three months in advance, and that is if you’re lucky and the artist is popular. If not, you’ll probably find out the week after when you see them on TV. It happened to me with Jamiroquai, and with Eric Sardinas, and with Tool, and Death Cab for Cutie, and The New Pornographers…

I think you get the picture.

Thinking 6 months ahead is scary. Will I be here? Will I have moved away? Will I have to buy an extra scalped ticket for my girlfriend? Two, for her and her crazy bisexual friend that insists on having a threesome? Will they sell out? Will they have sold out by the time I decide to finally get them? Are they sold out now?

My life is too complicated.

Six months. Imagine what happens when I think about next year. Three years down the line.

Lè sigh

The Cult is also coming to town, as are Tool and the Black Eyed Peas. Not, like, together. Y’know?

heh

Comments

  1. edipa wrote:

    well Cerati actually plays very little soda stereo in his concerts, but they are really good!

    death cab for cutie … when?

    sign me in for cerati´s concert my dear…

    hope to see you anytime soon…soon as in before christmas ! (you promised to visit! )

  2. ChaseRansom wrote:

    Is it your sole purpose in life to turn me into an emotional wreck? I told you the cult was on tour and NOT coming to my neck of the woods, and NOW it turns out you’ll get to see ‘em in Spain? This is killing me.

    Six month planning = only to be left to the pros and people that know how to say NO. About the GF and the promiscuous Bi-friend, good call.

    I need to get into the habit of checking the local music shit. Never know when some desperate 80’s or 90’s band come to town.

  3. Chito wrote:

    Well, all I can say is that I’m going to the Roskilde Festival (http://www.roskilde-festival.dk/object.php?obj=538000c&code=45) in july, and will hopefully see a lot of great bands that I’ve been able to see when I was living back in Ecuador.

  4. Chito wrote:

    Shit, please, ignore the mistakes in my last post. I wrote it half asleep.

  5. edipa wrote:

    it´s like that?!

    watch and cry!
    www.umbriajazz.it

  6. edipa wrote:

    correction I check chito’s lynk,

    his festival kick´s my festival´s ass!

  7. Rudd-O wrote:

    Dude, if you’re thinking about the next three years, you should just be planning major “goals” of your life, not thinking about details. The details, you just wing them.

    And yes, in this context, being with a girlfriend is just a detail.

    On another topic: it would be nice to have you drop by my e-mail inbox once in a while, so I know you haven’t forgotten about friends you made 10 years ago.

  8. ChaseRansom wrote:

    Wait a minute. We’re supposed to have friends? Why didn’t I get this memo? I wonder if this means I will be shunned by society?

    Who’s birthday is coming up? Who’s a good little birthday boy? I don’t mean to be crude but, I got yer present right here.

    Rudd-O you big flaming queen, 10yr old friends are SO 2005. “I think I remeber you from last night’s orgy” friends is the new black for this season.

    HIT ME!

    F it.

  9. edipa wrote:

    jejejejejje

    que viva la santaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  10. Negro wrote:

    That is so usual to happen, like me I am walking by Madison Square Garden and I see everybody wearing a black shirt of Iron Maiden, oh surprise Maiden in new York and i was not there. Get tickets now man.

    There are no friends there are only people that you use for fun, once the fun is over you tossed them away. Except chito and edipa. The rest I dont love you anymore, actually I never loved you and all my laughs were fake. The ones that werent fake were real because i was laughing at you. I want a divorce.

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