I touched on this yesterday a bit, with getting into shows for free and all. People mentioned sneaking in, a friend taking them or just going to an awesome show that was free on the blog yesterday. But today's topic is about the amazing invention that, in practice, was supposed to be reserved for girlfriends, mothers and that friend that has seen you perform since your sucky premiere, when you fought with the sound man and forgot the words to most of your songs, and you decided to play a Grateful Dead cover instead and your keyboard fell over.
It is the GUEST LIST, a nifty little tool that, if used right, will satisfy the bands, the promoter, and your friends. But, there are concert goers that rely solely on the guest list and their friends habit of being a pushover. But one can use it too much. I had a friend, who asked many times before, to get on the list. I begrudgingly agreed, and five minutes later, my wife unexpectedly came to the show. I ran out of guest list spots and she had to pay 10 bucks to see me for the 10,000th time!
ARE YOU AN ABUSER OF THE GUEST LIST?