Minnie the Minx wrote:Had a very weird experience at the Rufus Wainwright show in Austin last night. We were sat in the orchestra seats, with me right next to the aisle. To my left and two rows further down was this guy - I would say in his late sixties early seventies - and a woman about the same age. They both looked fairly standard show attenders, sort of wearing smart casual (him, turtleneck and cowboy boots her, grey bob and shoulder shawl, you know). The support band came on - they were really good actually - and I was watching these two as the man kept lifting up his finger to summon an usher. Whenever the usher went over, he would talk to them in their ear while pointing at various people in the orchestra pit - after every one of these conversations, the usher would go over to whoever he pointed at and tell them to stop filming/taking photos. The tickets had said strictly no photos and filming but the fucking hell did it have to do with him? People were filming without their phones being lit up so it wasn't distracting - this happened SIX times during their 35 minute set. Six! And it wasn't even as if whenever it happened, he turned to his lady friend and said "people eh" - he just kept staring forward at the stage as if he had ordered an execution but was now just going to have a snifter of port while it all went down.
I was fascinated by the dynamics of whatever was going on and just before the end of the first set, he summoned another usher to tell the people two rows behind him to be quiet (which is fair enough - but I was astonished that he didn't try telling them himself first, which seems the more friendly approach. Still, I had worked out his MO by this point so I wasn't terribly surprised.
But the really, really bizarre thing was this. When Rufus came on, there was a woman sat in front of this guy who was filming and taking photos almost throughout his whole set. I worked out that he probably couldn't see this as her body shielded it. However, Rufus then left the piano and went to play guitar so she changed her angle. What followed was extraordinary. You know in spy films or whatever when you see someone creeping up on someone with weapon in their hand and they say "don't move" or "drop it"or something. Well, this guy leaned forward and just whispered in this woman's ear and without looking down or round she just dropped her phone in her lap and folded her hands neatly across her lap. He leaned back and didn't move for the rest of the show except when he stood to applaud. What the hell did he say to her?? What could possibly be in his arsenal to shit her up so badly?
It was freaky as fuck!
Somehow I missed this post until now. That is pretty crazy though I hear about people attending concerts where people hold up phones throughout the show which is annoying as fuck. Fortunately I don't attend shows where that happens much. At the recent David Hidalgo show, which was superb, I only saw two people in my vicinity that pulled them out and one took a single photo and another recorded about thirty seconds worth of video and stopped.