So...
A month or so ago, my girlfriend returned to Baltimore from a great time seeing Devo down in Atlanta at some music festival, bringing with her the good news that they'd be coming to DC.
Finally, I thought, a reason to return to the nation's capital where I spent my formative years seeing punk shows at a little crap box on F street.
Tonight I surfed over to this here web site to check the price of said show, and saw... FIFTY-FIVE FREAKIN' DOLLARS?!?
I wouldn't pay 55 bucks for the second coming of Christ, let alone some over-the-hill one hit wonders in paper suits (let me stem a tide of abusive criticism here, by saying that I own every GD album they put out, including a marble vinyl copy of Are We Not Men. In other words, I'm a bigger Devo geek than you. So there).
The point is, NO SHOW is worth 55 bucks, I mean come on, if you folks down in the birthplace of Ian Mackaye don't know that, who the hell does? The aforementioned music festival was $70 for three days and, like, a million bands.
As I read through the posts above this I see that some of you think that 11 TIMES the upper price limit of Mr. DC-Music himself is not too much to pay to hear the bros. Mothersbaugh crank out a juke box version of the hits, some of you say you would even pay more!
This a plea to all of you: take the money and give it some 18-year-old kids making weird sounds in their basements. They need it a lot more and that's what made Devo cool in the first place.
Spending my 55 dollars on 15.4929 cases of Natty Boh and firing up the record player,
Reverend Chris