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Dissed by the boy
By Rob Barto A & E Editor
It’s days later and I can still taste the bitterness in my mouth. While I thought I could have a great night filled of music experience, I was sadly disappointed. First off, I would like to give my opinion on the Grammies: Oh good grief! What a bunch of boring redundant BS. Second, I’d like to give my opinion on the Boy George show: I didn’t see him. Yeah, that’s right, I didn’t see the Boy. This is a major part of the bitterness left in my mouth. On the ticket for the show it said “rare U.S. appearance by Boy George,” well, I was at the Metro for over two hours and I didn’t see anything that dealt with a rare appearance from Boy George. In fact, I didn’t see the Boy at all. All I saw was some “big-boned” wanna-be gangbanger on stage swinging her arms and talking to her 12 year-old friends that were enjoying the fact that they were on stage, but they seemed bored at the same time. What the hell was that about?! For a college student who can barely find the spare change for a pack of smokes, $20 is a lot of money to dish out for a show (and lets not forget about the money for drinks) featuring the return of one of the ‘80s finest pop idols. After standing still for over two hours and watching a couple of different guys take the easy way out by passing out on the floor, I felt I had suffered enough. I was going to take a stand and walk out on the Boy. It was a matter of making a point (and running out of money, a Chronicle reporter isn’t paid very well). I’m starting to feel that this is one of those weird elitist/euro-trash things that the Boy feels he is in with. After talking with some of the kids at the show I saw that he was letting down more than just the people (myself included) who were there for the novelty of the situation, but was letting down some true fans. If he had jumped on stage the second I walked out of the place then he would have had less than an hour to play. That is less time than he would be able to play, and that is really messed up. I’ve never been to a show where the opening act plays longer than the headline performer. It’s a little confusing when you think about it. Was there a point to the complete lateness of the Boy, or was it out of contempt? This really shows that he has some self-confidence problems or he is still hooked through the bag on heroin and was a little too wasted to play. In either case he allowed a hack DJ to play a lot longer of a set than he would have played, and that’s just a plain rip-off to the rest of us who dished out the cash to see his cross-dressing ass. The show really wouldn’t have been that disappointing if the DJ who was more-or-less replacing him was halfway decent. I’m not the biggest know-it-all in the electronic music industry, but I think I know what is halfway decent. I’m big into Aphex Twin, Autecher, U-Ziq, David Holmes, and even Paul Oakenfold and Roni Size. This lady up on stage was a complete waste of time. I have found the electronic music in car commercials more exciting than the repetitive crap this girl was dishing out. It was truly sad and I don’t know if the Boy was trying to make a statement or if he is just an ass, but he lost one hopeful prospect. I was willing to give him a new chance, and just like the ‘80s, he made me look back on my experience as pathetic. Back to top | Home The Columbia Chronicle is a student produced publication of Columbia College Chicago and does not necessarily represent, in whole or in part, the views of Columbia College administrators, faculty or students. |
February 26, 2001
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