The concert was well worth the price of tickets. It was loud with lots of lights special effects and great guitar, drums and violin riffs. The music was so loud, in fact, that I kept reaching into my pocket thinking my cell phone was vibrating. Some 14 -17 players on stage at any given time made for an always entertaining spectacle. The first half of the show was more like a Christmas pageant rock opera. The second half was more like a hair band rock concert. The lighting was the most spectacular part of the show, I think. Tasha and I thought the excessive use of fire and smoke during the second half was a bit odd. She said it added a little satanic undertone to the holiday season.
We had a few problems with the seating arrangements and as we tried to straighten it out, we were a little noisy during some of the show's narration. One pompous gentleman and his prudish wife sitting just in front of us sort of turned around and barked at Tasha and me. Little did they know how much Tasha relishes opportunities to be passive aggressive. So Tasha screamed at every opportunity and we clapped really loud right in his ear throughout the rest of the show. While I was in the back, discussing the seating arrangement with one of the ushers, who let me know he has been working at the Mellon Arena for 21 years, another couple shouted at us for talking too loud during the narration. The usher pulled me aside, "I don't know why these people are getting so bent out of shape," he said. "The narration is the only part of this show I don't like. The black guy talks to goddamn much!" he said. Only in the Mellon Arena could you find such colorful language from an usher during a Christmas pageant, I thought. Maybe the guy has worked a few too many Penguins games.
Afterwards, Nick suggested the Green Mango Thai restaurant in Monroeville. I had roasted duck curry, which was fantastic. Everyone else enjoyed theirs too. Lana Randy and Samantha opted out of the dinner, and drove straight home. Hope they made it safely.
We had a few problems with the seating arrangements and as we tried to straighten it out, we were a little noisy during some of the show's narration. One pompous gentleman and his prudish wife sitting just in front of us sort of turned around and barked at Tasha and me. Little did they know how much Tasha relishes opportunities to be passive aggressive. So Tasha screamed at every opportunity and we clapped really loud right in his ear throughout the rest of the show. While I was in the back, discussing the seating arrangement with one of the ushers, who let me know he has been working at the Mellon Arena for 21 years, another couple shouted at us for talking too loud during the narration. The usher pulled me aside, "I don't know why these people are getting so bent out of shape," he said. "The narration is the only part of this show I don't like. The black guy talks to goddamn much!" he said. Only in the Mellon Arena could you find such colorful language from an usher during a Christmas pageant, I thought. Maybe the guy has worked a few too many Penguins games.
Afterwards, Nick suggested the Green Mango Thai restaurant in Monroeville. I had roasted duck curry, which was fantastic. Everyone else enjoyed theirs too. Lana Randy and Samantha opted out of the dinner, and drove straight home. Hope they made it safely.
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