Does It Offend You, Yeah?
Subterranean – Chicago, IL
September 10, 2008
Last Wednesday I landed myself in an interesting predicament while trying to get into the Does It Offend You, Yeah? show at Chicago’s Subterranean. I started the night out expecting to be on the guest list since I was covering the show for a wonderful site known as Dead Hub. Needless to say, that didn’t last long because at the door I was informed that I wasn’t on the list by one of three bouncers. Thank you publicist!
No big deal I thought, I’d just pay the $12 to get in, right? WRONG. The show had sold out online no more than an hour before doors opened. A crowd of about thirty other people were left in the same situation and the bouncers weren’t willing to ‘bend the rules’ so to speak. Not willing to give up, I staked out the front of the venue along with Celia who also writes for Dead Hub. After about twenty minutes, I spotted James Rushnet (vox, bass) outside smoking a cigarette (thank you smoking ban.) We explained the situation and how Celia had done an interview with him over the phone just days earlier. He seemed eager to help and no one else outside seemed to recognize him so I didn’t feel too bad.
Now I should pause here for dramatic effect but let’s just say I wouldn’t “bet the farm” on a rock star’s word. After he ran off to find the elusive “Pete,” in order to get us on the list, we were left waiting once again. Most people would have given up after the band went on stage realizing that James wouldn’t be coming back out to get us on that list. But, I’ve been waiting for this show since I saw their set at Lollapalooza. Besides, I enjoy a challenge.
Keep reading after the jump to hear the rest of Andy’s adventure…
While waiting for people to leave so I could snag their wrist bands, I got to watch Morgan Quaintance’s sister cry to one of the bouncers, “just let me in, I don’t even want to drink.” Apparently, she had tried to pass a fake ID so she could drink with her friends. It took a lot of crying for her to convince the bouncer to let her in. I on the other hand, was still stuck outside listening to a muffled concert.
We finally got our break when a couple that was leaving agreed to surrender their wristbands. Celia and I tried one last ditch effort to get into the show. We got about halfway in before I was stopped by one of the guards. Apparently I grabbed wristbands for 21+ and I already had X’s on both of my hands signifying under 21…damn. Because they only had a few songs left, Celia called it a night. I, however, decided to stick out the night.
It was my lucky night because a guy walked asking if anyone still needed a ticket. When I told him they only had a few songs left, he let me have his ticket for free. Score! I’m not sure which song I walked in on, I was busy getting my camera gear ready. The next song was We Are Rockstars. The previously docile crowd exploded into a dance club. That was exactly the kind of show I was expecting from them, crazy. The Brit rockers exited the stage briefly only to come back minutes later for their encore. Instead of the fitting Epic Last Song, they covered Devo’s Whip It, a familiar rendition instead of something more obscure.
I learned several valuable things during my first show for the Dead Hub. First, be prepared to find out your name isn’t on the list. Second, never trust a member of the band until they come through. And finally, the bouncers out here in Chicago don’t mess around. Bottom line, if you plan to see DIOYY, buy your tickets in advance so you can enjoy the entire dance party!