Little Things Matter

In these days of busy schedules, working long hours and shuttling kids around to school and sports and all the other happy horse shit, it's rare that I actually find the time to make it out to a show.  That's why I was looking forward to CT Fauxchella.  I was excited about the chance to see a bunch of local talent on one night in one place!  It was a dream come true.  I even purchased a VIP ticket...  Two in fact.  The VIP ticket was not that expensive, it was $30 as opposed to the $15 regular ticket.  Now, don't get me wrong, I am not really interested in getting my ass kissed or being catered to.  I can stand amongst the hordes of tattooed freaks (and I mean that in the most endearing way), dancing or just nodding along to the hip-hop contingent.  I can wait to purchase a nice craft beer.  Waiting actually helps me control my consumption.  I don't need much, in fact, to help me enjoy myself.  Being there listening to music and absorbing the atmosphere is pretty much reward in itself.  But, that being said, there was absolutely ZERO included in the VIP cost.  So, I paid double for a ticket for no other reason than to just get a different color wrist band.  I didn't give it a lot of thought at the time, I was just happy to be out of the house for an evening.  But now, after the fact, I can't help but feel slighted. Not that they give a shit what I think, I mean, who am I?  just some geek with a pencil and a laptop.  But really.  I'm twisted about the whole thing.  I'm on the mailing list for the production company that puts together some of these shows, and today, I saw that they are offering a VIP ticket for another show, and all I have to say to anyone who's thinking about purchasing said VIP ticket, DON'T!!!  Ultimately I think that it comes down to the fact that they really don't have their shit together yet.  They are a bunch of kids that are putting together shows, and I am not saying that with any ill will.  I'm not really criticizing them for anything more than that they're not really to the point of pulling something that ambitious off.  I enjoyed the music and really got down and shit, but I feel like a numbskull for actually paying more for no reason.  I mean, throw me a t-shirt, or a free beer or something...  anything!  a handshake, or even a priority bathroom line.  Poorly produced events leave a mark.  And that's coming from someone who generally likes the events that this particular event producer does...