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| - Just. Not. Good.
This show is not closed, by the way. He has been performing sporadically this year. "Final" show is tonight (Praise Science).
This show just stinks. Everything about it is terrible. And because of the pricepoint, it is actually worse than CeeLo's shameful Loberace debacle.
Let me just establish that I love live music. Love it. Absolutely love it.
Everyone that knows me knows this. I will go hear anyone, anywhere. I must say that I have yet to hear a polka artist do their thing, but now that I have thought about it, I am already loosely planning to. I have heard the Jonas Brothers. (Enough said.)
I went to Celine's show and liked it. (Fuck off.)
A couple of things about my process. (You may find this strange.) I go to a ton of live shows, but I do not -- absolutely do not -- listen to studio recordings of an artist before having heard them perform live in concert. I just don't. I do not want to.
Now, I do not think I have yet to hear this asshole's music, being that he played none of it during the show. 500$: down the drain.
You know where one can hear more of Garth Brooks music performed live ... I mean, it certainly is absolutely not at "Garth: Live from Las Vegas." Care to guess? At a fucking tribute matinee show called Country Superstars. I just saved you five hundred bucks.
Worst. Spent. Money. (Ever.) This show absolutely sucks!
You know ... I am all about the artist doing whatever the fuck they want. It is their gig. Do whatever you want. Fuck, I went to hear (if you can call it that) Sly Stone perform live. He played the same amount of music as Garth does here and he happens to be seriously mentally ill (rambling about his shoes for minutes at length).
Let me be clear: this guy does not actually play any music -- which is fine with me (dude should do what he wants) -- but, instead tells dumb ass stories that only his most hardcore fans would care to hear and plays ten second snippets of other artists' songs while you sit with bewilderment explicitly showing on your face at having spent 500$ on this bullshit. This is not a concert; it is a social experiment to produce supporting evidence showing how fucking imbecilic country music fanatics are. One star.
R.I.P. Johnny Cash. - E
Postscript. The time it will took you to read this -- if you choose to in its entirety -- is more time than Garth actually spent performing his own fucking music on stage.
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