I joined the gray masses Friday night and went to the Spokane Arena to see that venerable band of aging balladeers known as the Eagles. But before going any further, I’d like to offer a brief bit of Miss Mannerly advice to concertgoers everywhere. And that is … “SHUT THE ($%#*) UP AND JUST LISTEN TO THE BAND!!! What a concept, huh? Sorry. I needed to get that off my chest after sitting next to Karaoke Kate. That’s the nickname I bestowed upon the 50-something woman who, luck of the box office draw, happened to occupy the seat next to me during the concert. To preserve what’s left of her dignity, I won’t reveal my exact location. Let’s just say that what I shelled out for tickets would’ve made an ample down-stroke on a Cadillac back when Glenn Frey first told us he was trying to loosen his load with seven women on his mind. Karaoke Kate was on my mind because she thought she was the fifth Eagle/Doug Clark, SR. More here.

Question: Have you ever had a Karaoke Kate in the seat next to you at a concert?