First of all, before I get to the frivolity of gushing over the pure pop deliciousness that is Lily Allen, and go on and on about how wonderful her concert last night was, I feel the need to address the petty drivel that continues to go on about the expressing of opinions, both by me, of me, and of others. AGAIN, for like the billionth time I have said this, I am going to say whatever I want, and if you want to disagree with me, cool! I welcome your opinions! If you want to blog about it on your blog, awesome!! I say go for it! But, if you are going to be sneaky, and blog about it on your blog, especially if you are going to do so by taking my words out of context and developing an opinion of me without addressing me, then you are going the coward’s route by talking about me behind my back. Just because the internet is a “public forum” doesn’t mean that talking shit about someone on your blog without their knowledge isn’t talking about them behind their back. If you want to do that, AGAIN, I am 100% fine with whatever you want to say or think about me, I have tough skin, and trust me, there is little you can do to hurt me. But just know that you are a ball-less coward, because if you really had the stones, you would just address me on here, where we could probably actually discuss it. But again, that’s your choice; just don’t accuse me of “preventing you from saying what you want”, because AGAIN, that is completely inaccurate. Jesus I am sick of talking about this shit, it is really frustrating talking to people who don’t listen.
Alright… Now on to Lily Allen!!! Last night, we went to the Loft (which I don’t know if they have changed the name to Center Stage again or not, it was actually a bit confusing) to see Lily Allen, and I have to say, she was bloody marvelous. I was a little nervous, mainly because I have never seen her live before, and I usually like to get an idea of what someone sings like live before I head out to a show, but Lily was fantastic. I absolutely loved her stage presence; she swears, she takes shots, she smokes, and she tells it like it is. I went into the show really liking her, and left loving her.
One of the things I love about concerts, is when the artist gives little quips about the songs that he/she/they are about to perform. Giving some story or some little anecdotal bits about the songs make them more meaningful, and sometimes, even clarify what the song actually means for me. Lily did that wonderfully, talking about the boyfriend who had a little penis and who didn’t know how to use it (”it’s the motion in the ocean, right ladies?” she asked, “not!” she quickly replied), and getting even with the girl that gave her shit in school (”this song’s about a girl that was like that bitch from Mean Girls.” she said, “I wonder what she is doing now… I’m playing to thousands of people in the ATL! HA!”). Overall, I loved Lily’s voice, and her singing is spot on. Add in the comedic quips, and you have a very entertaining show. I highly recommend that you pick up her CD if you are still living under a rock and haven’t heard of her. I also recommend that you kick yourself for not going last night, and try to catch her next time she is in town. This broad is great!
Something funny and weird happened at the show that was too interesting not to blog about. Basically, the Loft is standing room only, save for chairs that stadium up the back and sides of the main floor. Most of the people opted to stand, because being a small venue, you actually can get quite close. We were standing towards to side, and were by no means crowded or uncomfortable, but we still managed to get pushed enough to be annoyed. Finally, one girl aggressively pushes my friend Stu, and I was like, “Geez, why not just push him down! You could at least say, Excuse me.”, to her, loud enough that I knew she heard it. She immediately turns around, taps me on the shoulder, and seriously said, “Look, my father has cancer. We are going out tonight drinking because I am upset about it. I’m sorry, but I am being a bitch tonight.”, and then stormed off. Seriously. Her dad has cancer, so she gets to push her way around a concert like a bitch. Um, whatever sister. Dad + cancer does not = a free ride without manners in life. Think of some other excuse, or just be more polite in the future. Even her friend said, “Did you really just say that?”. Um, yeah. Other than miss prissy pants, the night went off without a hitch. The concert volume wasn’t too loud (which I HATE when it is), we met some friends at the show, and the concert ended early enough for me to get home and be in bed at a reasonable time. What a great night, eh!? I have put some pictures I took at the show up on my flickr page; be sure to check them out!
God Duane you are so rude. You didn’t inform me you were going to attack me on your blog. What a double standard. (Just because the internet is a “public forum” doesn’t mean that talking shit about someone on your blog without their knowledge isn’t talking about them behind their back.) So I guess it’s okay when you do it — or maybe i missed the e-mail.
The personal attacks are classy, too. I’m sticking to ideas here. And, digging back into the archives, here’s another glimpse at your fascist tendencies:
should there be some regulation on things like this? “I was driving up 85 North yesterday, and much to my dismay, I saw a billboard with the words “Questioning Homosexuality?” in bright white judgemental letters emblazoned for all to see. Needless to say, I was quite offended, because I knew that this ad references a “cause” that attempts to “save” homosexuals from themselves, by showing us that we don’t have to be gay, that it is a choice. But beyond my frustration that people actually still think that homosexuality is a choice, and beyond my fury and rage that this hatred and bigotry is plastered in huge display on such a major highway, was that it was even allowed to be put there in the first place. Shouldn’t there be some regulations on what can be advertised? … Also, why does the city of Atlanta allow such a blatant display of discrimination, slander, misinformation, and bigotry against homosexuals in a such a conspicuous place? Why doesn’t the city have regulations on what can and cannot be advertised on billboards (or anywhere else), and if they do, why don’t these regulations contain language that would protect people from being targeted and subsequently hurt by slanderous messages?
Call it regulation all you want, but YOUR WORDS indicate to me you favor censorship on ideas you don’t like, and that’s dangerous.
Sincerely,
Fucking ignorant ass
Cant stand Lily Allen, mostly because of her father who is, in no uncertain terms, a complete and utter douchebag
“I have to say, she was bloody…”
I hate when Americans use the word ‘bloody.’ My boss does this all the time. In my opinion if you don’t have a natural foreign accent, don’t use foreign slang.
atlmalcontent, you have a warped sense of reality. I wasn’t attacking you at all. You seriously need to just calm down, dude. Again, you aren’t reading what I am saying, and instead, you just react on instinct. What I WAS saying, was what I was willing to tolerate on my blog, based on what has been said. It wasn’t directed at you, and for the record, because it did concern you, YOU DID KNOW ABOUT IT, because it was all in the comment stream with which you participated. You know what, continue doing this, because frankly it just makes you look crazier and crazier; even though I have tried my best to save you from doing that, you continue to do it. If you would just read what I write, and listen to what I say, I don’t think half of your problems with me would even exist. But then again, that does require some comprehension of what I am saying.
And per your example, when I have an opinion, as that example was an opinion, it doesn’t mean that I want policy enacted to put people who hate gays in shackles. Yes, you are a fucking ignorant ass if you think so. I sick to death of your all or nothing bullshit, as it is just drivel that constantly clogs up my blog, where there might actually be something interesting someone else might want to say. If you want to challenge my opinion, why not try and see that it is A) my opinion, and B) that it isn’t the end all be all of how I think and feel. Regulation does not equal total and utter fascist censorship, and if you do think that, then yes, you are ignorant, and that is sad. I hope that you will figure that out one day, perhaps then, we can actually have a productive conversation.
If you want to continue this mess, I will not censor you, but I will try my best to ignore you, because OBVIOUSLY, you are never going to see past your belief of all that is right and wrong, and that is just how it is going to have to be. I guess, though, that the best part is, I don’t have to engage you anymore. I would rather spend my time actually addressing what I am talking about, rather than going on your merry-go-round over and over, okay? If you want to talk like an adult, and actually say something worth saying, do so, but if you want to continue your rants of all or nothing, and your attempts to prove that I am the czar of fascism, it will be falling on deaf ears.
dave, I can say bloody, if I bloody well choose to do so. And in this case, I think that it is especially appropriate because I am talking about a British artist, and it is British slang.
I mostly use it because a good friend of mine is British and she uses it a lot, so we use it together.
Yeah, I don’t care why you use it. It annoys me. To clarify, I’m not telling you to stop. I’m simply stating my opinion.
I really should be nicer to you, Duane. You’ve given me, and several Malcontent readers, plenty of unintentional laughs over the past few months. We thank you for it. Now stop being so “poopy”!
I want atlmalcontent to BLOODY WELL shut up. You are ruining my blog reading experience! [BTW, I can say 'bloody' 'cos I bloody well am British!].
I love Lily Allen. She sounds like she gives an entertaining performance! Nice photos on Flickr!
Carry on Deb, carry on.
Dave, can I say bloody?
Of course you can say it Gregor. Anyone can say it. I’ll just get annoyed when a non-Brit says it.
Duane, looks like your stalker is back again today. What a life that must be - having nothing else to do all day but leave comments and cyber bully others.
Sounds like you enjoyed Lily Allen. So, can you get me tickets to the Cyndi Lauper concert in Atlanta this summer??
Dave - LMAO!
Wendy, I didn’t know she was coming! Yeah, let me know the details!
True colors tour.
06/21/2007 - Chastain Park Amphitheater
Tickets on Sale 4.07.07
Atlanta, GA
Sounds like a road trip for me.
Sometimes I think I use British slang because I watch so much British TV and listen to almost all British music. I don’t do it to try and sound fake, I just am used to it. (I think I have said bloody on occasion.) Now I am going to worry that I am looking like an idiot! I looked at a Lily Allen video on Youtube and I really didn’t like it. Maybe I will have to try one for a different song but I didn’t like the song I heard. But to each his own, right?
Bloody bloody bloody bloody…by the way, that WAS my co-worker…who knew someone that ugly and boring had good taste in music?
And I srsrly think I should start stalking blue shirt guy…if nothing else for a new project…=D
Lily Allen . . . everything points to the fact that I should like her, but I just can’t. There is something so innately fake about her to me. She’s the British Avril Lavigne.
Dr Sparky, you know I love you, but honey, Avril Lavigne??? I’m sorry but Ms. Allen has more talent in a piece of used toilet paper she would throw away that Avril has in her whole body.
It had to be said.
Avril Lavigne is waaaaaaay hotter (for a Canadian).
Ha!!
Well, what do you really think, Duane?
(Full disclosure: I have “Complicated” on my iPod. So I don’t even care what you think.)