Just back from the Pet Shop Boys concert at Wilfrid-Pelletier hall, which was otherwise fabulous. We got fabulous seats (front row centre of the first balcony), and the set list was great.
Now I don’t think it was completely unreasonable to go to a Boys concert and dance, you know, being as how they are DANCE MUSIC. Playing their big DANCE hits that people want to DANCE to, like “Can you forgive her,” “Heart,” “Domino dancing,” “You were always on my mind,” etc. Sure enough, most everyone in the parterre below was dancing.
But this evil queen who was sitting two rows behind me? Seemed to be determined to keep everyone from having a good time. I got up to dance, and he actually GRABBED MY BELT LOOP and PULLED me down into my seat. Apparently he was doing this to other people too, or yelling “Sit down!”
Fuck you, honey. I’m sorry you’re a little bit confused, but just because it’s at Place des Arts doesn’t mean it’s the fucking opera. Where the fuck do you get off telling people not to dance at a dance music show? Where the fuck, in particular, DO YOU GET OFF TOUCHING ME AT ALL?
If you don’t want to dance or be around people who are, don’t go see the Pet Shop Boys. Hell, don’t go to any kind of concert if you’re going to be in such a pissy mood. What the fuck is wrong with you, you pissy little snip? Are you going to go home and masturbate to the deliciously acidic thought of how you spoiled the concert for others?
You managed to keep most of the balcony too scared to dance for the whole first and most of the second act; and even while everyone in the parterre and everyone else on the balcony was dancing during “Domino dancing” there was this radius of non-dancing people for about four seats around us.
At least I finally wised up and went to go dance in the aisle with Frank. And sure enough, you apparently left in the middle of the encore - when they played “Go west” and “It’s a sin,” and no force in the universe could have stopped Pet Shop Boys fans from dancing. Just couldn’t bear to have people around you having fun, eh?
Fuck you, asshole. I had a great time.