I loathe Boulder. Absolutely.
Modest Mouse played at the Balch Fieldhouse on Saturday night. I had never heard of the venue, Donovan hadn't either, and of course I found it odd that "fieldhouse" was in the name...
It's an indoor track field with a floor made of compressed rubber. I'm no sound tech or anything but considering the flooring as well as the lack of insulation how does one expect sound to sound right? Each note that was played bounced off of the walls and floor to collide with more notes that were heading in the opposite direction (to bounce off) making nothing more than a single wall of indistinguishable noise. The back up vocals were too low while everything else was waaaay too loud making the constant feedback crack your eardrums as soon as that too echoed off of the fucking floor.
Saira and I were not the ONLY ones who noticed this echo chamber of hell. In addition to that, the band failed to recognize this ridiculousness, stating that the flooring is cushioning our feet, how nice that must be. Fuck you man. We had to wait over an hour for you to even come out here! It doesn’t matter if I’m standing on the Pillsbury doughboy’s stomach, my feet and knees will hurt regardless!
Finally, CU is now a dry campus (they're not only devoid of decent sense of humor or the concept that they are in fact part of the world, not their only little pretentious colony of douchey TAs and frat boys, but devoid also of the desire to recognize that some of us are in fact old enough to drink). So people were standing around, at a show, eating hot dogs and candy as if they were at some fucking football game.
To add to this bullshit, it took us an hour to find the damn parking garage where my car was. My fault really, but seriously, would it kill them to invest a bit of money in having a few directories on campus? Jesus Christ. Cheap Boulderites.
