When they announced three Fare Thee Well shows in Chicago to celebrate the Grateful Dead’s 50th birthday, I wasn’t that interested. Why spend a fortune to see an ‘almost’ version of a band I love yet which faded long ago? The shenanigans around ticketing, reported on dead.net, confirmed my view.
But then they posted a sweet message announcing two more shows on Bay Area home turf and a lottery-style, fair-ish way of getting seats. Suddenly, I felt I was being invited to a party with 65,000 friends, so I committed to spending hundreds of dollars on tickets and a grand or so on flights and accommodation…..
But got the email last night saying I didn’t get any tickets at all.
Maybe my dream is better than the reality would have been – I still can’t see the music being up to scratch – but now I’ll never have the opportunity to be part of the full crazy Deadhead experience which may have been, as the ad used to say, ‘priceless’.
Is there a limit on the amount you’d pay to see your favourite artist?