You know that band, called Barenaked Ladies?
Well, once upon a time, they had a tour. And on that tour, they had a halt. That half was called Kanata. And at that halt, close to Ottawa, fans gathered to see them play. And among those fans there was a amateur cartoonist, a 16-year-old amateur punk, an anime amateur and a comic book amateur. Lots of amateurs. Yes. Indeedy. And the concert continued late in the evening (midnight) and it was a success.
Aka, I was there with Tama, her sister and her boyfriend and it looked a lot like this:
The barenaked ladies are supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
And that's a word I only use for wickedly awesome stuff.
They played several songs, including two of our favorites (One Week
and It's all been done)
and they even honored us with a little dance you can find ontuppa_tuppa
's journal. It was a great concert. We had awesome seats, the performance was great. Me and tama had swore to scream our lungs out, but I thing I took it more to heart then her, since apparently, I was the loudest thing in the room (Tama and her boyfriend Kevin did give a good yell too though). We even got t-shirts WOO!
There's only 3 things that kinda bugged me about the concert. A) it was a bit of an older crowd (a lot of 30 year olds and families) and we were in a section that was very quiet (though extremly well seated!). So our energetic support eventually got annoying to some people behind us. Of course, there was also two girls behind us talking during the whole concert about sex, but nobody stopping them. Tsk. Listen to the guys sing! They rock!
Other annoying point: Some little 16 year old creep kept spilling over Kevin's seat to stare at Jessica (Tama's sister) and me apparently. I did notice the guy looking our way, but I didn't thing he was doing it the whole concert and you know...that way. Urgh.
Finally, despite the awesomness of the concert, it broke my eardrums. Litterally.
I got home with a bit of a cold. The next day (thursday) I still had a minor cold and a headache but I didn't do much about it. Finally, friday, I was stuck in bed with a fever and apparently delerious (or so people say, I don't recall). My mother called Tama and got her sister Jessica to fill in for me at work on saturday. Which is good, since when saturday came, though I was now concsious of where I was, I still had a fever and coughed everywhere. Let's admit it, it's not very good publicity when you work in a restaurant (Why yes, i'd love a thin layer of bacteria on my food!). On sunday, my father drove me to the clinic where I discovered my sinus was infected and my eardrums where also infected.
Apparently, since they were not used to loud sound, they had been weakened and damaged by the concert and the extreme hot-to-cold environnement of that evening (I admit it, I left my tuque at home) so when a bacteria decided to lodge itself in the water cavities of my brain (sinuses) it also saw a great oppurtunity and invested itself in my eardrums. Hence the fever, lack of balance and delerium. Wah.
Now i'm on antibiotics for ten days. Since I got the medication, I feel better, my ears hurt much less. And a positive point: the volume of the tv has never been so low in my house! Unfortunatly, I can't use my mp3 player for a while (man, I don't even wanna think about stiking that thing in my ear!) because it might further damage the eardrums and also become invested with bacteria.
I'm not saying the concert caused this. I'm saying I had pretty rotten luck for this to happen. Because even if my eardrums would have gotten damaged, they would have been fine without the bacteria that popped from god knows where.
Despite all this, if the barenaked ladies come back to town, I am so there...I'll just bring earmuffs this time!