Guilty Pleasure: Missed Connections at Concerts on Myspace

I'm lost on what to write about tonight, so I turn to craigslist for inspiration. A good time waster is the missed connections section, I like looking up venues and shows to see who is spotting who and the little stories that seem go on.

I might have told this story before but I put in a missed connection like four years ago for this dame I saw at a Old 97s show. She did get back to me, but we never connected. She was on her way to do missionary work in the far reaches of South America. I never new Rhett Miller and co. was big in the missionary world.

Here's what I found in various cities via craigslist:

so i have to do this again... what is wrong with new york crowds. an earlier posting, which applies to the two vapid horrid girls at the bowery show last night who wouldn't stfu despite numerous ppl asking them to, which resulted in one pouring her drink on my back (way to waste a drink! it totally cooled my sweaty, dancing self off, thanks actually!) please email me so i can let all the tension in my shoulder and fist out on your face on the street rather than inside a show i don't want to get thrown out of for fighting. thanks.

(Damn, I wasn't there, but I'm angry at these chicks, too)

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On the downtown 3, Sunday around 4:30pm, you were with a friend and I told you, you resembled a musician, Ingrid Michaelson.....You got off at Fulton, and jumped off too fast before I could introduce myself. It would be nice to meet for coffee downtown and discuss more music, maybe catch a show?

(I'm not a dating expert, but I think subways are the worst places to meet people. "Hey, baby. You look like Ingrid Michaelson." Priceless.)

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Hi I danced with you at Opera the Black Lips show Friday. You were hot! You had blonde curly hair, lacy black top that said "You know the rules" & jeans. I had brown curly hair & glasses, black shirt & lots of beads! I gave you my card. Call me!

(Ladies, do the fellas a favor. If you are dancing  in the general area of a guy. Tell them right there and then if they are wasting their time. It will save a craigslist posting and the agony of waiting)

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(Staples Center, Grammys)...I entered the elevator and you were there. You...curvy black lady...wow! Me...very tall thin man with leather pants and sunglasses.

We looked, our eyes locked and we twinkled! Wow you were fabulous!

Was this before or after the show...only you would know...I hope to connect!

(Looks like Natalie Cole is getting some sexy looks ... leather pants & sunglasses in L.A., you don't see those often in L.A.)

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You squeezed by me in the crowd at the concert -- our eyes met and I thought I recognized you from somewhere and so I smiled. You smiled back and it made my day.

But after the concert, I saw you again outside trying to catch a cab (I think - or you have a thing about playing in traffic!). I also think you had a single crutch although I can't quite remember as you smiled my way again and I really couldn't see anything but your eyes and smile.

(Yeah, go hook up with a girl who's one of those "I need to be upfront so let me push way up" people. Wouldn't you know someone had a crutch while they were pushing their way forward)

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Stood next to you the whole show, but only said a couple words to you. You had a cute red and white striped shirt on and were with a friend. I began feeling awful 3/4 way through the show and rushed out, or would have said something afterwards. God I hope you read these. (Everyone says that.)

(You were so cute that I wanted to puke. Sounds like a catch)

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You were at Dancing With The Stars on Sunday night. You were with another girl and two older women. You were sitting in section 210A or 211. You have blonde hair and you were text messaging during the show. You asked me where they sell cotton candy. I would love to talk to you some more.

("Cotton Candy" is code for sex)

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Thin guy 40+,w/ green stripedshirt, saw you sitting at lower table, alone... constantly checking phone.... Like to attend a show this week, maybe lunch?? You had reddish hair at back table downstairs in corner. Please contact

(The opposite of the first post. This guy wants the girl who's constantly on the phone.)

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You- Green shirt (only two buttons buttoned), tight blue jeans, brown hair pulled back into a ponytail with bangs. You had all the right moves to dance into my dreams tonight

Me- Classic looking beau, polo and puma jacket on. You were looking RIGHT at me the whole night, even when you were on the other side of the stage, I knew you were thinking of me.

I know you want it, I know I want it, lets get together and make beautiful babies and music.

(HA HA HA HA. You keep it classy, San Diego. That Cat Power brings out all the lovers)

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Hey just wanted to apologize for humping you during the third song. You gave me a really dirty look. I would like you to know that said humping was totally involuntary, the crowd was pushing me and I wasn't able to do anything about it. To reiterate, apologies. Hope you were able to enjoy the rest of the concert without getting humped by anyone else.

(And uhhh, sorry about my boner)

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You're Jamie, having a drink at the bar before Editors show. Wanted to talk to you more, but had to get my ticket. What was that Swedish band's name again?

(ABBA!!!! Come on, dude. Not that hard to remember)

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MGMT show

I don't know if I'd say this was a missed "connection" persay, b/c we have not spoken, exchanged a few glances and smiles here and there, but this is more of an admiration from a distance.

At first, I was sold by your beauty combined with the members only jacket. I was also wearing one. But then I saw your other jacket with the tiger print on the back. Epicly amazing.

We shared the same dance floor on several occasions and your moves are just as impressive as your jackets. I think Kavinsky would also agree.

Hopefully the stars will unite us under the same beat once again.

Until then,

Little Red Corvette

(Hopefully the stars will unite us under the same beat once again. *cough cough* pussy *cough cough*)