tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post1110802738143563600..comments2024-03-28T14:53:38.827-04:00Comments on BLCKDGRD: Seventy-One Today, Eighty-Eight Today, United YesterdayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-73148542604017840042017-05-16T19:41:56.234-04:002017-05-16T19:41:56.234-04:00Sounds like effort. But I can't say with any c...Sounds like effort. But I can't say with any conviction that you're wrong.Landruhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11954074164878242561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-1684322078330025052017-05-16T19:00:16.771-04:002017-05-16T19:00:16.771-04:00The jig *did* specify it was *my* season ticket se...The jig *did* specify it was *my* season ticket seat, which won't exist, but sure, I'll go see the place once out of curiosity. And fun.<br /><br />We ought to go to one more game at RFK, you know.BDRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06557941385560728052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-35461786167786577982017-05-16T17:32:29.640-04:002017-05-16T17:32:29.640-04:00Alsotoo: On behalf of the universe, *I* will perso...Alsotoo: On behalf of the universe, *I* will personally enforce the fuck-me jig. With a camera in my hand, beloveds. Oh yes I will. Don't thank me, it's the least I can do for you.Landruhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11954074164878242561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-23230941872489816762017-05-16T17:29:47.382-04:002017-05-16T17:29:47.382-04:00So, I should clarify something, because I was too ...So, I should clarify something, because I was too terse yesterday when BDR and I had that United conversation. First, yes, of course it was me, and thanks to BDR for cloaking that, but as he noted, it's not like armed DCU agents are going to come to my door. Probably.<br />Second, what the agent said when I said "end zone," was something more like "all the cool kids do it." He persisted when I said that didn't make it right. So, to be fair (to BDR, not United, about whom I do not give a fuck), he confirmed it by exhaustively defending the concept, not by explicitly confirming. It's not like I want the poor bastard to lose his shit job (EVERY United, Freedom, and Spirit ticket agent I have ever known--I have like a dozen of them in my contacts and follows because I'm too lazy to delete--has disappeared inside of 6 months). <br />Given the size of DCU supporters' clubs, it's hard to picture Barra, Eagles, and Norte (and whoever else has spawned since I last went to RFK) all crammed into one end zone. Maybe it'll be Gringo End and Latinx End. No clue. But the passion of a ticket agent defending a practice that is anti-supporter was pretty clear confirmation that the sides will be kept clear of people who throw beer just because Sebastien Fucking LeToux punched it into the old onion bag (Ba'al bless you, Tommy Smyth).<br />I didn't expound on all of this yesterday in a fairly brief exchange with BDR (I was busy, sorry), so to the extent that he's misreported or speculated here, it is not at all his fault, not even a little.<br />For the record, I do not fully endorse BDR's view of tribalism, though I understand and credit it; I still energetically participate in several tribes of the red persuasion (only two of them local--Caps and Terps--I reverted to base geotribalism in beisbol, to the extent that I tribalize it at all, and I don't so much tribalize about helmetball as watch the train wreck). And that said, fuck DCU, but fuck your stupid non-OG MLS club even harder and uglier, or your OG MLS club that isn't United, if that's how you roll.<br />To summarate:<br />-Fuck DCU<br />-Fuck Sebastien Fucking LeToux<br />-WTF do you mean, END of July? Fucken yinzer. Go Phils.Landruhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11954074164878242561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020960402708303830.post-404101021069537042017-05-16T10:36:05.090-04:002017-05-16T10:36:05.090-04:00This is my favorite Fripp story. As a longtime rea...This is my favorite Fripp story. As a longtime reader of his diary, I can confirm its authenticity (not that I'd question it, y'understand). It is similar to Fripp's most often told tale, wherein Jimi Hendrix comes backstage after a Crimson concert, probably roundabout '68-69. He approaches Fripp, dressed all in white, a luminescent figure, his right arm in a sling, extends his left hand and says, "Here, shake my left hand, man; it's closer to my heart."<br /><br />Last September 11th my brother joined my here for our, now irregularly regular Crimson shows together from '84 to last September (I can't afford to join him in Colorado next month:-( )). It was a good show. The encore included 'Heroes' — the shame being that it's been overused/played/sold over the years, rendered cliché, stripped of its essence. A double shame because the significance, I think, was lost on the Berlin audience, who barely suffer clichés politely. The significance that in the year of Bowie's death and thirty-nine years after its being recorded in this city during the artists seminal period, it should have carried the emotional weight one might carry around alone in their imagination. By the way, that handshake. It's extremely rare. You are a rare breed.davidlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04754707934311038544noreply@blogger.com