I've never technically been a VIP at an event which doesn't sit well with me. I mean, I love music with a passion comparable to the fire of 1000 suns. When you think about it, aren't we all very important people?! I went to a show last night and we finessed our way into the VIP section for all of 10 minutes until the ogre of a bouncer grabbed me, told me I didn't look like a VIP and kicked us all out. Lame. Especially because we had artist-provided tickets... Apparently, Irving Plaza doesn't like skinny, long-haired dudes cramping their style, but cant a guy catch a break once in a while?!