Open Letter to an Irritating Drunk

To: Irritating drunk frat-dude type

From: Jason & friends

RE: Your behavior toward the end of the Augustana concert last night.

You know, I would have never known that Augustana sings the song "Boston" without your screaming reminders during the final 10 minutes of the surprisingly sold-out show last night at Avalon. I was a bit naive at how many tickets that band could sell here in Boston. Perhaps all starting bands should name a song Boston and watch them sell out Avalon.

Nonetheless, since Augustana performed 12 songs before their hit, your scowls were terrific ways to jog my memory of the band's single hit, and most certainly created much excitement in anticipation of their 4 minutes and 8 seconds of aural bliss.

In fact, I believe it was your bellowing, scratchy, yet distinct yells from the back (and literally right behind me!) that probably reminded Augustana themselves to perform that song. I'd imagine there was a strong possibility that they might have left that song off last night's set.

Their one hit, named Boston. A sold-out show, in Boston. The stars did not align to hear Boston in Boston until you, irritating drunk frat-dude type, launched your ten-minute shriek campaign reeled 'em in! Way to save the night.

Your fellow university colleagues at the show who talked during pretty much the entire set owe you much gratitude. I hope you went back to your Comm Ave digs and shared a few funnels over a competitive match of beer pong.