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Anyone else ever arrived for a GD or DSO show (or any other) and realized that you completely forgot to bring your tickets? I've only had it happen once in over 25 yrs of going to see live music--for a DSO show a few years ago. Man, what a sudden sinking in the gut feeling when you realize your ticket is miles from your pocket and the start of the show is coming up quick. I'll share the story when I get a few more minutes,,but anyone else ever had that happen,,and how did you deal with it? Sure, you can quickly throw your finger up and start looking for a miracle or extra,,but some sold out shows get pretty tight...

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I did once, but the show wasn't sold out, the line wasn't too long, so I brought another ticket.

Pretty boring story, I guess.

Had 12 dead tix stolen in Columbus. 8 were to the 2 sold out deer creek shows. I pulled the tickeymaster "my tickets never arrived" the day if the show in pittsburg to get those. Found a $50 tic for deer creek 1 and night 2 was canceled. Those tickets maxed my last credit card in college and my friends were paying me back for them and that was my spending money. I know I've mentioned this story a lot and it still haunts me seeing my buddy's broken out window and all my clothes gone as well. 1 friend had a case of tees he was selling and gave me 1 to wear. I actually wasn't that broken up about night 2 canceled as there were way more counterfeit than real tix going around the lot and that would have really been the icing on the cake.

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"Like This" doesn't seem appropriate. There should be a "sorry that happened, but that is funny shit decades later" button to click for stories like Rude's and ducats. I'm guessing other tales of tragi-comic despair are out there waiting to be told.

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Many times I have "lost" my tickets to shows. I will put them in some pocket...pants, shirt, jacket, hat, or somewhere and forget where they are. Results in a few moments of panic thinking I left them at home but then relief when I find them...sometimes in the place I first looked.

 

Peace and Love,

Doc

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Doc,

I misplace my things all the time. Keys, wallet, tickets, but I very much like to make a distinction between lost and misplaced. Your "lost" is actually misplaced but would also fit the spaced distinction I guess but certainly not lost. In my world of meaningless semantics, lost means never to be found.

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One time I was driving out to Red Rocks for Furthur after the DSO munhall 69 show.  I was very sluggish following that show and post party so I drank some rainbow infused coffee and hoped that would help me drive more today.  It did help me drive, but at one point, I couldn't find my wallet coming up to the a toll in KS.  I pulled over and scoured the car and still no wallet.  I started to get real worried.  No money, no ID.  Middle of country no friends all that close by.  Not a great situation.  I then found the wallet in a pouch in the car.  It was definitely in a logical place and a convenient place to put a wallet but a place I would never use and I can't even say I consciously knew existed.  I definitely checked their earlier in the game from here on out when I misplaced things.

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A few years ago I flew down to SF to catch a few October DSO shows. It was kind of a personal pilgrimage because I had never been the Fillmore before and really wanted to experience it. Before one of the shows I had finished dinner with some friends and we arrived at the venue and we're making our way to the entry, as the show start time was maybe 20 mins away at that point. I was excited to see the venue and there were very thick rumors that something unique and special was going to happen that night.

Then suddenly it hit me, and I blurted out to my friends,,"shit! Spaced my ticket" and bolted off in the direction of the hotel. Luckily the hotel wasn't out of range,,but a solid mile and a half for sure. As I'm sprinting down the street I see a bus that would take me right to the hotel but I could not catch up with it,,damn it. No taxis in site so I just kept sprinting.

I am in decent shape but the speed and distance that I was going were definitely stretching my physical abilities and I remember getting to the hotel to get my ticket (it's now getting past the official show start time) and trying to catch my breath and it just felt like my heart was going to leap out of my mouth it was pounding so hard.

So I turned around and sprinted all the way back and headed into the venue having already had a pretty intense workout for the evening. Within 90 seconds of entry the band came on stage and just after that Phil steps on stage and the place just went ape shit to see him stepping up to join the band for a full, intense set. Fuck, that was a close call...this was NOT the show to be strolling in at third song of the set.

Managed to dance my ass off all evening after the unexpected pre-show ticket dash...

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I headed up for a two day Xmas Jam extravaganza with 3 music loving girlfriends. Believe you me, it is a rarity to find women who love the live music I do. You've heard the term bromance; my girls and I were living the showmance. We'd had a blast seeing MMW improv tour before the release of Radiolarians II traveling through NC to Richmond and then heading over to Knoxville for the second.. Two of my favorite dearly loved songs to this day are "Riffin Ed" and "Amber Gris". Just beautiful pieces of music. And little did we know in this adventure it was a 20th celebration and the two nighter a special occurrence. OR a typical night lasts 8 hours. What a first night ! The music was fantastic and a true smorgasbord of talent and style. But special guest holy crap it was John Paul Jones! "Going to California" ! "When the Levee Breaks"! Wow the place was easily levitating. And they played "Simple Man". Ok yeah, I know but this song ain't Freebird. It epitomizes the southern hope and what you want for your children to live out in life. And the next thing ya know it is 3:30 am.....we've been in a musical haven for 8 1/2 hrs now.

Char and I drove up separately bc the Twins had work Til late and happened to park in a no parking zone. TOWED !!! I saw the sunrise and not willingly. We drove to Char's mountain cottage 45 min away and tried to crash at least. I don't smoke except secondhandly and I was so nicotined out sleep was superficial. It seemed no time had passed and heading out at 5:00 it was breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Seriously I am stretched thin. A 4 and 7 year old at home. A new practice that opened two weeks before the market crashed. Poor sleep. I eat a solid 3 meals a day and snack.

We parked and walked up to the Civic Center. No tickets.... Left on the dresser......

I had a simple phone. Thankfully one of the twins had a blackberry. She pulled up my email tx confirmation I saved and the gracious box office guy let us in. Whew.

I get by with a little help from my friends.

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This wasn't the tickets, but I love to tell this lost/misplaced story.  My buddy Frank and I hit up Wannee.  It's my 3rd trip there and his first.  We drive down in my car and immediately after setting up camp set out into the cosmos.  I eventually realize that I've misplaced the keys to the car and after retracing my steps, I come up empty.  We don't need to get in car today and still have hope keys locked inside of the car.  We proceed to get further intoxicated and decide to worry about keys tomorrow.  Tomorrow comes.  I have someone pop the car open for me and still no keys.  I retrace my steps one more time and I check the 3 places that staff say could be used as a lost and found on site.  I still come up empty.  I'm starting to come to grips with I need to start brainstorming real ideas about how to handle this.  Ignition swap?  Can honda cut a key for this car?  Any of the options seem expensive and time consuming so I retrace steps one more time.  Sure enough a good Samaritan found my keys and hung them from a strap of a hammock that I had taken a brief siesta.  This may be one time I would use the termed lost to describe my situation even though they were eventually found.  

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Oh Yeah.  Some weird stuff here:

 

2009 DSO @ Glen Allen, VA

 

I was exclusively solo in those days.  I’m a planner and ridiculously anal about having my stuff together.  I left the hotel, ticket in-hand but was mindlessly reefed.   The cab drops me off at an ‘entrance’ behind the outdoor venue.  I get out, and there’s no ticket-takers at the gate.  I assume there is a ticket-taking area somewhere inside this area so I walk in to look for it.  I’m passing all of these folks, all of which are either vendors or the load-in crew, but who all have laminates.  I come around the corner and I’m at the stage.  Hmmm.  I stand there for a minute, and am approached by a yellow coat who asks me where my badge or wristband is.  I tell him I just walked in looking for the place to redeem my ticket.  He’s like “Yeah right buddy!  Get the hell out of here and come back in through the front gate like everyone else!”  He escorts me back through the front entrance that hasn’t even opened up yet and tells me to stop trying to sneak in.

 

As they prepare to start letting people in, security announced that they were checking pockets, waistbands, and shoes for any contraband.  Those found to possess any illegal items would we directed to the State Police who were on-hand.  VA is indeed a police state!

 

I was hoping that the security guy wasn’t going to ‘cup’ me but got very paranoid and wanted to make sure everything was secured before I went in.   While securing my favors, I realized that my ticket was nowhere to be found.  I turned everything inside-out just a few feet from the gate, still no ticket.  Damn.  These guys are watching me feel myself up trying to find my ticket.  “Oh shit I must have dropped it while I was inside!”  I start telling this security guy my plight and he just looks at me with a smile.  He then says:

 

“Check your front shirt pocket genius.” 

 

Oh, there it is.  Classic me.

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Wasn't at a show but was on a "trip" when I locked keys in car. Found a guy with a slimjim and we worked on unlocking for 25 minutes with no success. I say maybe we can try the other side and we walked around and the windows were down. I thanked them repeatedly while laughing hysterically and they just walked away shaking their heads.

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Wasn't at a show but was on a "trip" when I locked keys in car. Found a guy with a slimjim and we worked on unlocking for 25 minutes with no success. I say maybe we can try the other side and we walked around and the windows were down. I thanked them repeatedly while laughing hysterically and they just walked away shaking their heads.

That's hilarious..!

Locked keys in the car at a show could definitely be its own thread

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We vowed that a snowstorm was not going to stop us from driving 45 minutes (normally on dry roads) to see BB King.   We arrived and realized we left our tickets at home.   We had given ourselves so much time that we drove back home, and then back to the venue.  Without a Subaru with 'blizzard grade' snow tires, we would have missed the King.

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We vowed that a snowstorm was not going to stop us from driving 45 minutes (normally on dry roads) to see BB King.   We arrived and realized we left our tickets at home.   We had given ourselves so much time that we drove back home, and then back to the venue.  Without a Subaru with 'blizzard grade' snow tires, we would have missed the King.

Did the exact same thing leaving Detroit to Ann Arbor for Panic at the Pig.

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