"Welcome to California love!"
--Two guys shouting from the windows of Cory Hall as folks exiting the concert streamed by

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Now, I'm not one to pass judgement on one's choice of Saturday night activies, so I won't comment on their being in an electrical engineering classroom at 11pm.
I will, however, comment on the utter randomnes of what they were hollering. Those wacky engineers.

"Yeah, not many bands talk much. Like at the Warfield, John hardly talked at all."
"Yeah, but he's always like that. John's kind of afraid of the fans, so he keeps quiet. John, on the other hand, was pretty chatty."
--A guy and a girl, in the huge mass of people leaving the concert

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Boy, John sure sounds schizophrenic...

Except for I later heard them mention a glockenspiel... which tipped me off that they were talking about the band They Might Be Giants whose two lead singers are both named John. And the backup? Dan, Dan, Dan and Dan.

"This song is kind of like something you'd hear on Mr Rogers Neighborhood, only it's about rehab."
"That was funny! Why are they not ass tonight? They weren't playing this well yesterday"
--Mark Stewart, (lead singer of the opening band "The Negro Problem") and a surprised guy standing near me in the audience

"What're we going to do? ... I don't know how to scalp..."
--A guy to his friend

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Much less frightening when you know that they were outside the greek theatre, and holding tickets (instead of knives or something.)

"Eek, Mr-security-man, don't let those people cut in line! Thank you! I command your performance!"
"Don't you mean... commend?"
--A girl talking to a security guard in line at the concert, and her puzzled friend

"I didn't like them that much when I got them. But then I went over to Kevin's, and Sara's all 'Oh my god! Billy has those boots! The exact same ones!' And I was like, 'huh' but then I remembered what a huge pumpkins fan Kev was and then it made sense. So anyway, I like them now."
--A girl to her friend, waiting in line at 4pm to get into the Live/Counting Crows concert

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First -- for those of you who didn't make the leap, 'Billy' is Billy Corgan of the band, Smashing Pumpkins. But while the man is a very talented musician, I'm not sure if knowing that he had the same shoes as I did would be enough to make me like a pair that I didn't like.
Second -- No, I'm not being lame and posting things from Friday night on Saturday too. I just went to the concert two nights in a row. :-)

"It's like... some kind of penile macarena."
--A guy in the audience, on the dancing of Ed Kowalczyk (of LIVE)

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Now he didn't approach the gumby-ness of Stone Temple Pilot's Scott Weiland, but I must say Mr. Kowalczyk's moves were equally cool.

"Whoa, that guy's reading a book. 'The Seven Stages of Life.' Just a little light concert reading material."
"It's not that profound."
"Huh?"
"The 7 stages. Hell, I've got the first 5 right here in my pants."
--Two guys at the aforementioned concert

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Well, at least he knows where he stands.

"I love Live. I'm their biggest fan, I go backstage and everything. I like all three of their albums."
"Oh, really? 'Cause I like all four of their albums..."
--A guy bragging to everyone around him at the Live/Counting Crows concert, and an amused bystander

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And that, my friends, is what we like to call a "smackdown."
*tsk tsk*
Sheesh, everybody always forgets that there was an album before Throwing Copper. Cool points to folks who can name it.

"You know, this is the first concert I've been sober at since I was, like, 5."
"Sober? Do you remember where we stopped on the way here?"
"Nah, a few shots of vodka aren't going to make anyone unsober..."
--Two college-age guys at the Counting Crows/Live concert