This is more than just an annoyance, itās grounds for physical assault. Iām actually more angered by the talking than the filming as the talking stops me hearing what I want to hear (the music). The filming is more an irritation. Either way, anyone who does these things should be banned from all music gigs for life, anywhere in the world. And then kicked in the balls/vag repeatedly.
I will admit to having done this in my younger years and am suitably ashamed of myself, in my defence I was young and stupid, now I am older and less stupid.
We have all done it - a bit.
But why do people film song after song, and so badly, in the wrong format?
They are missing the gig so they can relive an appalling version of it on a small screen, probably once, when they see how bad it looks and sounds.
You lot are lucky I can remember sneaking a Philips tape recorder into siouxsie and the banshees gig in 1981 do you know how big those things were
Where did you hide it?
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Originally posted by @PhilippineSaint
Originally posted by @Fatso
Originally posted by @Rallyboy
People are still filming at gigsā¦
Is there a more pointless exercise than badly filming a gig on a phone that can cope with neither the lighting nor the audio, and having your wobbly, often upright effort ruined by like-minded people waving their phones about in front of you?
Put your phone down and watch the fucking gig - you paid to experience live music not to clog up your phone with shit.
Also stop chatting during songs - shut the fuck up.
This is more than just an annoyance, itās grounds for physical assault. Iām actually more angered by the talking than the filming as the talking stops me hearing what I want to hear (the music). The filming is more an irritation. Either way, anyone who does these things should be banned from all music gigs for life, anywhere in the world. And then kicked in the balls/vag repeatedly.
You lot are lucky I can remember sneaking a Philips tape recorder into siouxsie and the banshees gig in 1981 do you know how big those things were
Where did you hide it?
The inside pocket of a a green mod coat. walk in with three other people pushing and shoving from behind and you get moved on to relieve the crush.
For younger members:
āāYou lot are lucky I can remember sneaking a Philips tape recorder into siouxsie and the banshees gig in 1981 do you know how big those things wereāā
close but not quite that big
I could fit a camera body under one armpit and the lens under the other.
You then had to use it without being spotted.
Times have changed.
Neighbours.
In particular the abusive woman from the other night. Didnāt take her keyfob to get into the carpark so had expected to drive around the barrier (yeah the idiots who put in the barrier left plenty of space to drive around them). But now all the flats and houses are full there are no car park spaces and so people are parking on pavements. Thus blocking her short cut in. She just beeped her horn incessantly, rather than quickly getting her fob. Not sure what she thought would happen as the person who had parked up may not have been near by. She was abusive to the woman who did get her fob to let her in. She thankfully lives in a separate block so I donāt have to be polite.
Tonight Iāve just fished out a tall lamp from a recycling bin. Someone has decided to get rid of all their household stuff in the bins in the bin store. Where we live the Council come and collect large items. No need to make it impossible for everyone else. I hate this part of living in a block of flats when people are just idiots about communal areas. I await the āpeople who moan about their neighbours leaving rubbish in the rubbish binā response.
surely thatās the best place to put rubbish?
Ahhhhā¦the compact version
My cunt of a back (again).
I could understand if I did it trying to powerlift the Ayatollahās handbag, but just trying sit down in a chair? Jeez.
Now I have a week of walking like Iāve shit myself and being the subject of piss take at work. Great.
So whatās changed then?
Get better soon
Cheers Phil - the problem with this is it could be anything. Too much exercise, strange beds, plane seats, or in this case, I think this stems back to a cople of weeks ago when I was pulling the grips of a set of handlebars.
see someone - not a GP, a physio.
Hoping it goes away is not a plan.
Yep I have an appointment with a bone-cracker next weekā¦always sorts me out.
X-Factor to honour Bowie and Prince in the new series??
Honour them by leaving them be.
If Simon Cowell wants his little puppets to warble sugary pop songs, at least write some new stuff.
Stop shitting on history, and certainly donāt dig up the corpses of Bowie and Prince and make them dance one last time as their back catalogues are murdered by shop girls.
Not the right thread but saw an episode of 8 out 10 cats last night. Quote about Simon Cowell: āNo, I dont think that Simon Cowell had a child just so that he has some sparesā
Driving is an interesting old experience.
Itās the closest thing I routinely feel to fight or flight, and Iām apparently not alone. They reckon that your personal bubble expands by a multiplication factor when driving about.
Yet at the same time, itās the most polite I ever am to complete strangers.