Wednesday, December 12, 2007

What Do We Want? "Maneater!" When Do We Want It? NOW!

Here's something funny to warm your coccles. Apparently the audience for a recent Hall & Oates concert in New York started to get peevish and eventually almost riot when the band stuck to holiday-themed songs from a recent Christmas album rather than their (seemingly endless string of) hits, and hilarity ensued. From New York magazine:
When Hall & Oates, touring in support of their 2006 album Home for Christmas, launched into the first night of their two-day run at the Beacon Theater with “The First Noel,” the audience was into it. Ladies in the next row over from us seemed about ready to toss their underwear onstage as the King of Israel was born.

But after about five such holiday songs, restlessness set in. There were screams for “Maneater.” Suburbanites loudly threatened to catch the next train out of Penn Station if they heard one more carol. And that wasn't the worst of it: Half of the balcony booed when Daryll Hall asked if we were feeling the holiday spirit.

Much of the audience came purely for the greatest hits, and they weren't afraid to shit on Hall, Oates, or baby Jesus to get it.

When the band did start delivering the classics, the crowd warmed right up, doing a “Private Eyes” — CLAP! — “are watching you” — CLAP CLAP! — sing-along and pumping their fists to “Rich Girl.”

The band, possibly out of spite, did not play “Maneater.”

Hee hee! I don't blame that crowd, though. If I'd paid big bucks to see Hall & Oates, I'd want the m-r-effing HITS, man! Screw that holiday horse crap! Play "Sarah Smile" OR I'LL BURN THIS PLACE DOWN!

NO "Kiss On My List," NO PEACE!


Anonymous said...

Dude, I was supposed to see them in concert and they canceled and I was PISSED. Apparently, they can elicit strong emotion. In some people. People with no lives.

Terri R.

P.S. The audience SHOULD have rioted for being denied Maneater.

Anonymous said...

My hubs insists that Daryl Hall is both a satanist and a chubby chaser. I can't believe a word he says after he tried to convince me that Bjork was on Weight Watchers.