I didn't want to see you anyways
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This morning I woke up to read a post by Pekka regarding the experience of a canceled show. You can read it here, http://mog.com/1234chainsaw/blog_post. Anyone who is into concerts most likely has had this happen to them a few times in their life. Nothing is worse than the anticipation of seeing a band you love only to reach the front doors and have the ticket taker say, "Sorry show canceled." Sometimes this experience can hurt a little, and leave a bad taste in your mouth to boot. While a little voice in your brain tells you not to worry, they will be back again some time. The other part of your brain feels like this was your final shot of seeing this band, and now you will never see them again. Pekka's post made me think back to a few years ago when I was supposed to see Mason Jennings play with Frank Black in Moorhead, Minnesota. It was a Friday show, and was not supposed to start until 7 at night. My wife, then girlfriend really liked Mason Jennings, and she was also visiting from Canada at the time. I knew that it would be tight, Moorhead is a 3 hour drive from Minneapolis on a good day, and my teaching day ended at 3:30. I said screw it, got the tickets ahead of time and shared them with Steph when she came in on her flight. On the day of the show, school seemed like it would never end, I felt like a kid in his bed on Christmas waiting for morning to arrive. Finally at 3:30 all the kids were gone and I drove home to get the things we needed and we were off. About 15 minutes outside the city limits is when we hit the fog. I have never seen fog so think in my entire life, and can only think to compare it to the type of fog they get in San Francisco. Visibility had to be about 10 feet, and every rational thought in my head said to slow down. I knew time was limited and I drove on, summoning the force to guide my way. Three hours of driving blindly through a cloudy haze, I might as well have closed my eyes. We finally saw our exit, and realized we had 10 minutes to spare. I found the venue quickly, and we ran to the front doors hoping not to miss any of Jennings act. As we got to the entrance, we saw the sign, "Show Canceled" and it was as if our hearts had been ripped out. Apparently, the two acts decided it would be safer to cancel the show, and stay in the Twin Cities, rather than risk a 3 hour drive for a show. Trying to laugh off the irony we made our way to Fargo, just to say we had been there, and found a hotel to spend the night. On the drive back to Minneapolis the next day we listened to Mason Jennings and talked about what a great show it would have been. Eventually I was able to take Steph to a Mason Jennings show, so all was not lost. I still remember that night like it was yesterday, and if you are ever in Fargo don't ever order the nachos.
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