To the asshole at the Shore Club Saturday night who knocked me flying as he barged through the crowd and then called me ‘smelly’ (how old are you anyway, five?) Guess what? I too bought my Matt Mays ticket months ago and I was excited to see him as well. You didn’t care about anyone else but your jerk self, even more evident when you hauled out your enormous Pentax-style camera to take pictures of the entire show, making sure those of us behind you couldn’t see very well. You really suck and I bet you smell FAR worse than me. —Fan just trying to enjoy the show
This article appears in Aug 22-28, 2013.
Well, this could be anyone and everyone in Hubbards …..
Must have been an enormous camera if it blocked your view of the show.
On top of all this he offered sex for money?
so who’s the whore? op or the asshole? someone else? maybe matt mays!
and why did he call you smelly? if you were that close to him, wouldn’t you know if he smelled far worse than you?
Just a battle of the tenters who don’t bother to shower.
Don’t really see where prostitution raises its scabrous head in this anecdote, OP. Did you have to do some things you aren’t proud of to score that ticket?. You can tell us, we’re non-judgemental and very gentle here.
Did you have too much perfume on? Nothing worse than someone who bathes themselves in perfume. This is not 1700’s France where they didn’t bathe. So who was the whore there? You didn’t say. Was it you OB?
Bro(Tim)s before Ho(Tim)s…
So, someone pushed ahead of you in a line up. How old are you?
Wasn’t wearing perfume. Bought and paid for my tickets back in May. Wasn’t just ‘pushed’ – was knocked flying. And yes, camera was as big as this guy’s ego.
MATT MAYS?
“Guess what? I too bought my Matt Mays ticket months ago and I was excited to see him as well.” northendgirl
Ah the Shore Club at Hubbards! Many pleasant memories but both the club and the attractions seem to be going down hill. I think that there may be a connection.
Who is Matt Mays? If we could get clearer about the nature of his appeal such that northendgirl bought her ticket four months ago we might be able to make a start. Is his appeal cerebral or is it primarily hormonal? What is it that attracts you to him? Do you fantasize about him? If so, are your fantasies explicitly graphic in nature or are you drawn rather by the quality of his mind? Does he have the ability to inspire by his poetry? Is it a class thing? Do you think north-end girls in particular find him appealing or do you suppose that he would be equally appealing to those from the south end? It is an age thing? Could you specify the demographic to which Matt Mays particularly appeals? As you can see, there are many questions which must be answered before we can make a start. Remember, we are on your side.
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
Pentax cameras are relatively small compared to some other brands.
I said pentax-style Bastard Fish…it was just a huge monstrous camera – no idea of the brand really. I have been a fan of Matt Mays for about 12 years now – that’s it. He isn’t a bad looking dude at all and from what I could tell the crowd ranged in ages from 20’s up to 60’s so he does have a wide range of appeal it would seem. Do yourself a favour ‘montrealman’ and check out his music – you might like it.
RSVP
: northendgirl (08/29, 12:59AM)
Two points: (1) You reply seemed somewhat off-hand, not reflecting the zeal which drove you to buy your ticket for Matt Mays four months in advance. Reflection suggests that there is more going on here than your reply would suggest.
(2) The question, of course, is just WHY would I like it the music of Matt Mays? What is it about his music that appeals to you? Can you articulate the nature of its attraction? As you might have guessed, I’m more interested in the contents of your mind than I am about the music of Matt Mays but it seems to me that there might be a close connection.
I note that you posted your comment at 12:59AM. Were you up so late listening to Matt Mays?
A pleasure as always.
Cheerio!
(1) They’re an idiot.
(2) You won’t. So don’t bother.