I’ve been to a lot of shitty concerts, but the shittiest was The Pointer Sisters at the Boston Palisades.
Early Eighties. After the Neutron Dance.
They had just enough left in them to sell out and be One Hit Wonders again.
My aunt and uncle had gotten tickets and they were excited.
Of course, being selfish assholes, they’d only gotten tickets for themselves.
The rest of us were stuck wandering outside the venue, listening to badly-echoing sloppy seconds for the unwashed masses.
I sent them a Best Of The Pointer Sisters CD for their anniversary.
Well, okay. Just the case.