Usually I avoid shows at House Of Blues. It's a nice room, and it sounds good, but if you're press it seems like something ALWAYS comes up there, and it's just a hassle. I mean, even if you want to check on things ahead of time you can't even get through to a living human being on the phone! (I tried calling for 45 minutes yesterday, everything from box office to restaurant to store in hopes of getting a hold of a live person, but was put on endless hold awaiting a "phone ambassador" that never materialized.)
So we get there yesterday an this is what happened:
- Got to the window and tell them I'm on The Living Things guest list.
- Discover I've been given two tickets (I only needed one) but there's no photo pass.
- I tell them I need a photo pass to get into the venue with a camera, maybe I'm on The Cult's list?
- No photo passes at all.
- I call the tour manager.
- There is ZERO signal in House Of Blues so it goes directly to voice mail.
- A friend of mine outside actually needs a ticket so I give him my extra.
- After 30 minutes calling and texting to no avail, I hike back 6 blocks to drop of my gear in a friend's car.
- Get to car, drop off camera, and discover my ticket has fallen out of my back pocket during the walk.
- Scour the streets retracing my path in hopes I find my ticket.
- Nope, no ticket.
- Get to House Of Blues, explain my situation to the box office.
- They can't help. They can't give me another ticket.
- I ask if they'll call back and ask for the tour manager.
- They call. I wait outside. Things don't look good.
- Box office girl opens door, comes over to me, hands me a ticket and say, "You better not be lying or I'm gonna give you a spanking!"
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