gary numan

we went and saw gary numan last night at the fillmore. it sucked. it was like seeing the stones or something, or so i would imagine. all he did was strike sub-trent reznor poses, i was like, he was cooler when he was a robot and not all ronnie james dio or some shit. i pissed off like his super fan who had the misfortunate to be in front of us and totally within earshot of my bitching disappointment at the retarded cheesyness. at my proclaimation that i couldn't take any of the show seriously he said, oh whatever, just shut up. so i quieted down a little, but proceeded to call out requests for songs off telekon and tubeway army. and no i wasn't the only one mocking the show. the ones that were really into the new songs though were pretty fucking freaky, cuz the new songs suck, and i have 2 out his 3 last albums (haven't broken down to buy the new one yet cuz i just don't care). but see, having just finally purchased a copy of replicas last month, i was like fuck yeah, we gotta go see gary numan, cuz i love telekon and the pleasure principle. but fucking hell i bought the tickets thru ticketmaster and they charged me over $20 in handling fees, fuck ticketmaster! i mean, i just did the same for scissor sisters tix at the warfield, which i hate cuz i always end up in the fucking balcony, but god damn, it's the fucking scissor sisters!