John Parish

Moods, Zurich, 24.11.2018

Afer a sunny late autumn day in the city, I and some others had decided that this was a Saturday to go to a concert, and as I do like the so called grey eminence’s of the music business work, I went to check John Paris out with his own band.

Great songs, great set and great people on stage. Loved the show, appreciated the “literal” encore and had a good night out…

or close to….

I seem to not happily fit in with the attitude of Saturday night crowds … I just can’t figure out what’s so appealing about going out to be seen and heard. and why not going to a bar or club for that? why bother to go to a concert, if you’re on another trip? anyway, to be fair, it would be judging the whole crowd by a bad example, to be fair I cannot say much of the crowd that night in the Moods as such. I just could not manage to blend out that close-to-copulating couple of quads sitting or rather fidgeting around right in front of me. I tried as hard as I could to focus on what was going on on stage instead. I closed my eyes more than not so not see, but hey, I was at a live concert and I wanted to see the musicians performance too. anyway, these two’s constant licking, leaning into each other, grabbing and roaring courting got definitely on my nerves, and will overshadow the concert once and for all. When I offered myself a tension release in the form of a glass of red wine at the bar after the show, guess what? I could just not believe it when they sat right next to me, about half a sip into my wine, ordering more drinks. Jeez, it was one of these moments where I wished to have the guts to unceremoniously and be simply but efficiently  “maladroit” and to tip my glass of red and spoil her dress with it, or maybe better his too tight jeans?… Anyway, as at the same time I believe that’s what wars are made of, I groaned out lout, withdrew to a chair in the venue, and moaned over it to a friend of mine. and then, I went home instead. still, you guys, why the hell did you have to go to the same concert as me?

Author: a bit of everything and beyond

music lover with no aspiration to be a critique, but who gave in to a need to vent a bit online and who decided to do that on one of my hobbies, after a particularly intense concert

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