Part I is here
So I think you get it. It was a freak show. And here, I hate to make a sweeping generalization but, lesbians are a fairly progressive bunch. You know, left-leaning. Wildly. I know - shocking!! The band that came on before The Indigo Girls, I can't remember their names fortunately, was 3 black guys and a black chick who was the lead singer. She didn't appear to be a lesbian but who knows. This band "had a message" and "the message" was, their ancestors were slaves and don't you ever forget it. And guess what? We are all slaves under the current Bush administration. I had no idea. I was wondering why there were all those dead black people hanging from trees all over my backyard. Now I know.
This, to wild cheers from the crowd of misfits - these 'slaves' who were singing, dancing, downing vodka tonics and tonguing each other. Apparently, they got a few hours off the plantation, toiling in the fields, for a little R&R. Nice of Massa Bush, no?
And then came The Girls. Looking a little tired and a lot gay. Would a little makeup kill them? It was just them playing guitars and those teeny guitars, what are they called? Not ukuleles those other things. Mandolins? Doesn't matter. They had no band. And they were great. Perfect harmonies, perfect clichés about the right, perfect little liberals. At one point, I think I heard these lyrics - We'll stop the wars, 'cause we're lesbian whores. More wild cheering from the audience. I couldn't cheer because I'm not a lesbian whore. I felt so isolated. So alone. They weren't being inclusive at all. My self esteem was at an all time low and I was supposed to be having fun. So I took out my frustration by picking on a midget dyke in a baseball cap who kept sticking her (his) hands down this other dykes pants. I told little Froda to get a room. Froda became very angry and my wife had to get involved and calm the dwarf down. The show went downhill from there. What you have to put up with to hear a couple of harmonizing lesbians.
I know - your question is - why did you go to an Indigo Girls concert in the first place? Do you really like progrssive lesbian folk rock?
The answer is - yes, I like the Indigo Girls. And I knew they were lesbians. But I didn't realize how hardcore their audience was.
So I give the actual music part of the concert - 3 1/2 tongue studs.
I give the overall experience - 1 1/2 sad, oozing vaginas.
You've been warned.
If the above post seems wildly homophobic and insensitive, let me just reiterate that my sister is gay and I love lesbians. Especially two hot ones with a double dildo. And some of my best freinds are gay. Hell, I once blew a guy because I needed a ride.
I'm kidding. I didn't really need the ride.
So the tally stands at:
Bill likes the Indigo Girls.
Bill likes to have things in his ass.
Yep, it's our Bill all right. Things in asses, oozing vaginas, Alice interceding.
The world is suddenly right. In a very wrong way.
And what's your point exactly?
My God - KEITH!! I've missed you, you fruity bastard!
You're right - all's right with the world again.
Oh, and I've had a number of things in my anoose. Would you like a list?
Bring it on, Keith. Hey, is that gerbil thing true?
Interesting that Keith showed up and started posting comments here only AFTER Bill started posting.... wasn't there some insinuation that they were the same person? I think this clinches it, no?
I should think that it has more to do with the lovely Jen letting me know that "The King of Suck" had returned. But that's just me. I could be wrong. Maybe I *am* Bill, and I'm doing a web version of the Fight Club thing.
Hey, where's today's segment of "Tuesdays with Bill?"
I'm pretty sure that in most cultures the Indigo Girls would be considered the equivalent of an upper decker, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Welcome aboard, Bill.
Thanks for having me, Jim!