So I’m hanging out in Madison, WI this week looking for new apartments. I’m in the process of trying to move out here and I’m trying to get it done by the end of June. Anyway, as I’m hanging out one evening reading the Onion, my GF points out this advertisement in the AV Club section that is listingRage Against the Machine and Queens of the Stone Age are playing at Alpine Valley on August 24, which is right around my birthday.
Luckily tickets hadn’t gone on sale yet and weren’t going to until this morning. So I start getting all excited thinking “Sweet! I finally get to see RATM, a band I’d loved since high school! I make enough money now that I don’t think I’ll have a hard time managing to squeeze the $130 it should cost for tickets.”
So this morning, I wake up at 9:45 and get to the computer and start refreshing the TicketMaster website. 10 AM finally rolls around and I click the ‘best available’ option. After waiting 2 minutes, I finally get in and have the best available lawn/GA tickets. Why did I have to wait 2 minutes to find the best GA? Annoying.
Anyway, I finally get to the purchase page and the total price for two tickets for a $57 show is $153. WTF TicketMaster?! Why do you take something that should be as simple or fun as buying a ticket to a band that I love and turn it into some sort of moral quandry?
BTW, if you don’t want to do the math, that’s $39 in ‘convenience’ fees.
I understand that you want to make money TM, I really do. However, please keep it within reason. Heck, just reach an agreement with the venue and hide from me how much you’re gouging me for. Don’t flaunt your annoying monopoly in my face by throwing on ridiculous bullshit charges like this.
I love how in every other industry, the internet introduces cost savings and increased savings and efficiencies but somehow ticketmaster is charging me more money because I’m printing these things out at home!
I wish I didn’t care. I wish I could just ignore it. I wish I could just see Rage and Queens of the Stone Age. Now I won’t though because I’d just sit around being pissed about it every time I thought about my ticket and how much I paid for it. What was supposed to be a fun purchase this morning has turned into a moral quandary. It’s an effin’ rock show, that shouldn’t be how it goes.

