No, this is not a concept ride for the Christian Fun Land Amusement Park, this is what my life has felt like recently. You see, for some years running now my brother and i have been going to see the Dropkick Murphys during their St.Patrick's Day shows. i can't imagine a better way to celebrate the holiday: rowdy Boston-Irish Singalongs!
Well, the show formats/locations have been changed around a bit and we were unable to get tickets to the two announced shows. Despite trying using the email club's early release sales and then later through more conventional methods at exact sale start times my lack of success had me quite saddened. The Irish never being one's to give up i maintained a small flame of hope that with the quick sell-outs a Sunday show would be added.
Sho'nuff, a Sunday show was added. i knew the stakes were high and i couldn't imagine being the only St. Patrick's Day regular to have been unable to get tickets hence far. i put my game face on, threw on a video for the class i was supposed to be teaching, pulled up the official US time in one window and the Dropkick email club site in another...
DENIED AGAIN!
It was as if that bastard Cromwell himself came back from the dead to once again torture Ireland's ancestors. i spent the rest of the day in battered disbelief. i had but one chance left... Saturday's sales to the general public.
With iHome alarm set to wake me early on that fated Saturday 'morn to the sounds of Dropkick Murphy's rendition of "Aude Triangle". i rose with but one hit of the snooze (a miracle for me) and was up with credit card ready and once again two windows on display: the official US clock and those shysters Ticketmaster. To speed up the process i had already signed into my account so that all necessary info would already be set for the moment of truth. Hitting the 'refresh' button with the fervor of a manic crack head...
I WAS IN.
With a speed never seen of me that early in the morning i had tickets and was informing the rest of the neighborhood of my conquests from inside the computer room. i hardly needed a phone to converse with my brother (a state away) of our mutual successes.
All is well again and from now 'til that show the Dropkicks will be in heavy iPod play rotation. SING LOUD, SING PROUD!
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