Marriage: Two Years Later
Today is our second wedding anniversary. Before you start cooing and asking what kind of special romantic evening we've got planned, know that we'll probably just eat hot dogs for dinner because I like hot dogs, and also that I am ruthlessly unsentimental about marriage.
Why am I so unsentimental? I think because I was the only one of my friends growing up whose parents were actually married. I had no illusions. I saw that marriage is not all rosebuds and moonbeams, it is hard work that is much less about romance and much more about friendship, compatible fiduciary values, and having another part of the house to go cool off in when you're mad.
We're not completely without heart, though. This morning after I said "happy anniversary," Jim said, "I'm just glad it coincides with how you scolded that guy who was booing Leonard Cohen's backup singers last night. I don't think I could remember both our wedding anniversary AND the anniversary of your most important act of folk heroism."
Why am I so unsentimental? I think because I was the only one of my friends growing up whose parents were actually married. I had no illusions. I saw that marriage is not all rosebuds and moonbeams, it is hard work that is much less about romance and much more about friendship, compatible fiduciary values, and having another part of the house to go cool off in when you're mad.
We're not completely without heart, though. This morning after I said "happy anniversary," Jim said, "I'm just glad it coincides with how you scolded that guy who was booing Leonard Cohen's backup singers last night. I don't think I could remember both our wedding anniversary AND the anniversary of your most important act of folk heroism."
posted by Christine Borne at 11:54 AM
6 Comments:
Why would anyone be booing backup singers? What's the story there?
At two points during the three-hour long show, Leonard Cohen handed the floor over to his backup singers, who did their own thing. Not an uncommon thing to do. The drunk guy behind us, who looked like he belonged more in the Warehouse District than Playhouse Square, actually started booing and saying nasty things about the women, one of whom was Cohen's Grammy-winning collaborator, Sharon Robinson.
I mean, the guy was jabbering throughout the whole show, which was annoying. But when he started booing, I turned around and snapped at him like somebody's grandmother.
Wow! Was this in the upper deck? I heard some scuttle a couple of times and wasnt sure what was happening. Too bad. Wonderful show. The whole band was phenomenally talented.
At some point early, LC was thanking the crowd, tipping his hat, etc.. and I heard some yahoo yell complaining about the price of the ticket. Jeesh. Dont go if its an issue......
Enjoy yer blog.
One of the people in our group said they saw a policeman taking someone away. Who knew people would get so out of sorts at a LEONARD COHEN concert?
I guess I'm just always surprised when grown people don't know how to behave appropriately. My husband recommends the book Snark as an explanation why people feel the need to shout anonymous, unconstructive mean things into the ether. I have not read it, but the book has a lot of 1-star ratings on Amazon (probably because the author slays some giants, like Maureen Dowd), and a lot of the 1-star ratings look like they're written by very humorless people.
Really? Yelling at Leonard Cohen about ticket prices? It's not like he sets them. Also, yeah, stay home if you're just gonna complain.
Also, stay home if you are a douchebag and are going to talk loudly about HOW MUCH YOU LOVE EACH LEONARD COHEN SONG throughout the set. I didn't pay $50 to listen to your editorial comments.
I also didn't pay $50 to hear you BOO a very talented singer whom obviously LC has a ton of respect for. I honestly have never, EVER heard people boo at a concert. Well, once at a Neko Case concert, but they were booing hecklers that Neko forced to leave. But that was kinda awesome. But mostly, sporting events, yes, concerts, NO.
I've often heard that Cleveland crowds are notorious for being obnoxious. Hard to please, etc. While for the most part, the crowd at the LC show was really good, obviously fans, respectful, it seems like I almost always end up seated or standing near the worst of any crowd no matter if I'm at Playhouse Square, the Beachland, wherever.
So I apologize for bringing that to you and the husband, Christine. ;)
So why weren't YOU the one to yell at this guy, Cookbook?
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