Dancing in the Dark

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Dancing in the Dark

Dancing in the Dark

I should be watching Bruce Springsteen at Hyde Park tonight.

As I may have mentioned previously, I tried to buy a pair of tickets on the morning they went on sale but – quelle sur-bloody-prise –  it was too late.  It had sold out within a fraction of a picosecond.  Since then, an inordinate amount of time has been spent entering every damn chance-in-a-million competition for Springsteen tickets I could find, but to no avail.  I even thought of buying tickets from an online tout but – after seeing the hideously inflated prices on offer – that option was swiftly ruled out.  Possibly within a fraction of a picosecond, too.

Clare couldn’t go on account of our 9 week-old baby Edie, so the plan was for me to take my 5 year-old stepdaughter, Lily, who’d never been to a concert before.  Lily is a fan of Bruce Springsteen, Tom Waits, High School Musical and The Sound of Music.  I’m probably responsible for 50% of her favourite artists, but I’ll let you guess as to which ones they are.

In any case, Lily and I were understandably grumpy today.  To make matters worse, my little brother Rob went to Glastonbury this weekend so he saw Bruce and the E-Street Band perform a storming set at the Pyramid Stage last night.  He phoned me this morning.  He wasn’t intentionally gloating; it just felt that way.

“I’m jealous of Rob,” said Lily.

I winced.  Jealousy is a negative emotion I’d never heard Lily express before.  I wanted to be  responsible adult and encourage Lily to redirect this negativity in a more positive and constructive way.  Then again, she was talking about a Bruce Springsteen concert.

“Me too,”  I said.

2014-07-01T21:48:11+00:00

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Tom is a mostly funny writer, sometimes illustrator, and lapsed stand-up comedian based in Birmingham, UK. Currently an Expert Blogger at Time Out Birmingham, he's had humour pieces, illustrations, and articles about popular culture published in print and online publications.

4 Comments

  1. Rol June 29, 2009 at 6:52 am

    Watching the Glastonbury coverage, I was filled with pangs of jealousy too… until I heard Radcliffe saying how it was the biggest crowd he’d ever seen before the main stage, and then I thought – nah, I’m better off watching it at home.

    Besides, I saw him last summer. Though that’s not to say I wouldn’t have gone again this year, had he played somewhere convenient.

  2. lily June 29, 2009 at 12:42 pm

    heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelo tooooooooooooooooooooooooom
    goooooooooooooooooooooooood morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrning tommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm helooooooooooooooo

  3. Tom Lennon June 29, 2009 at 4:23 pm

    Rol: I know what you mean. I’ve only been to Glastonbury once, and I’m not sure I could still hack it. We’re going to Latitude next month, which is a somewhat more relaxed affair. They have a Radio 4 tent, fer Chrissakes…

  4. Tom Lennon June 29, 2009 at 4:23 pm

    Lily: what are you doing posting comments on my blog?!? 🙂

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