The ticket reseller StubHub meant to offer tickets for a family-friendly Christmas concert that included the phrase “Lamb of God”, but instead promoted them as being for the thrash band of the same name.
Oops.
“I’ve got tickets to a Christian rock concert!”
Also cited here 3 days ago:
There are some good follow-up comments in this other thread, but IMO it’s still plenty funny enough for its own thread here.
I now wonder if StubHub’s listing was somehow AI-assisted and that was what the algo scraped from online references to Lamb/God/show/tickets.
As long as the band can play ’ Rawhide’ the evening will work out.
Great comeback!
That’s apparently exactly what happened.
Thing is, the band Lamb of God has no dates scheduled until well into 2026, and yeah, hardcore fans would know that, but hey, a pop-up show around Christmastime? Let’s go! (surprise, surprise!)
In the late 1970s, there was a New Wave band called Fabulous Poodles that had middling success, and you guessed it - there were people who showed up at their concerts, expecting a dog show. Oops!
More recently, in my old town of 40,000, there were two events at our local civic center one fine Saturday evening. The theater had a fine arts event, which ISTR was this one
and the main area, an open barn-like area, had MMA cagefights.
I heard someone say that they knew someone who worked at the box office, and the box office people quickly figured out just by looking at the ticket buyers which event they wanted to attend. This had never happened before! Diving into my memory bank, I also remember the “I can’t pay child support” truck parked in such a way that it took up FOUR parking spaces, and while I don’t like body-shaming people, some women really should not wear strapless dresses without a bra, and this woman was one of them. Also, the people on That Side Of The Room had a heavy cigarette odor about them.
I saw the Reduced Shakespeare Company at a historic theater in downtown Tacoma about 15 years ago. On the same night, Peter Frampton was playing a different historic theater literally across the street.
There was apparently quite a bit of confusion among ticketholders as to which theater was which that resulted in both shows getting delayed. When the show I was at was about to get underway, the theater director announced on the mic “If you were expecting anyone to come alive tonight, you need to be across the street”.
That’s funny!
(I was never a big Peter Frampton fan, but TBH if I had to choose, that’s the show I would have attended. Reduced Shakespeare will be performed again.)