I have two tickets for Flogging Molly in New Orleans on May 14th. My daughter's graduation got moved to that day. I have no choice but to go to the graduation, or I will be punished for the rest of my natural life. Any Fugly regular that wants them speak up. ImProtected has first right of refusal, just because I think she needs a good slam dance. If she passes, it's next in line.
You need a road trip. Come this weekend, stay in my new condo for free. Furniture is devilered on May 21st, so nothing there for you to puke on. We'll hang at the beach, party at Lou Lou's and then you go to the concert and take a video camera. I am so mad that I am missing this I could croak.
It's Lu Lu's. Anyway, I am in R.I. and have a canoe trip Saturday. I'll meet you and Dwaine for cocktails, though.
You have never eaten at Lu Lu's, obviously. (I have no idea why I spelled it Lou Lou's. I worry about me these days.)
So here is how the Flogging Molly tickets end.... I went to my daughters graduation like a good and beaten down house dog. Lucky me, they took the girls first, and my daughter got her diploma before 8:00PM. I had long given up on actually using my tickets, but on a whim I called the House of Blues to find out what time FM would take the stage. As luck would have it, there was three opening acts, and FM was not expected on the stage before 10:30PM. I decide to make the ride, alone or course, since Bugs doesn't understand the idea of spontaneous. I hit 1-10W and put the cruise control on 80. Called Major Havoc just so somebody would know that I was doing something out of character. Hit New Orleans at 10:20, and got inside the House of Blues just as Flogging Molly took the stage. Here is what I learned... 1. "Standing room only" means exactly that. I squeezed into the back door, worked my way into the crowd, and was engulfed. 2. I wore semi dress clothes, did not have a tattoo or piercing, was not shaved bald or mohawked, was not drunk or high, and was not wearing chains, boots, or an alpine hat. Obviously I screamed "narc" or "cop" and they all made a little room for me. I was strangely ignored when the joints were passing by. 3. It was interesting to note that the entire building moved when everybody was jumping and slamming into each other. Like a small earthquake. 4. Flogging Molly was more than awesome. They sang "if ever I leave this world alive" near the end, and I actually got tears in my eyes. 5. I learned that it is considered impolite to order anthing other than Guinness Beer at an FM concert. I didn't actually order anything, but that was all I saw everybody drinking so it must be a rule. 6. I learned that a full can of Guiness can squirt all the way from the stage to the balcony. A side note to this is that I learned not to were nice clothes to a FM concert. Anyway, it was a cool experience. The amount of energy the band expends is unbelievable. They were pretty good with vocals and all too, you could actually understand what they were singing. The ride home was the rough part. I took a wrong turn and ended up North of New Orleans, and lost and hour. I blame it on the contact high. I did pulled off into a truck stop at 2:00AM and slept for an hour. I woke up with a horribly pitiful woman banging on my window asking for a ride. I got home at 4:00AM, and was at work the next day before 9:00AM. So that is how I lost my rock concert virginity. I feel like a man now.
Are you kidding? It was the coolest think I have done in 20 years. FM was absolutely amazing. Straighten her out Schmed.
I guess they alright based upoin there video clips: http://www.searchforvideo.com/music/f/flogging-molly/
