I had purchased my ticket to José González a little over three weeks in advance, handing my cash for that and a ticket to see !!! on March 8th to a man working the Social's box office ticket booth. The area directly in front of the plexiglass window reeked of piss.
"It smells really bad here," I said to the box office guy as he handed me the two tickets, which I grabbed with the hand that wasn't covering my nose in a vain effort to shield myself from the offending stench.
He shrugged in response, probably used to the random urine effluvia that occasionally permeates Orlando's downtown. Perhaps we need more Starbucks locations to provide their toilet services to a caffeinated public. Or maybe a good scrubbing of soap and water.
So, I went through a small olfactory hurdle in order to purchase my ticket to see the Argentinean-Swede perform, and it's good I did, for I was treated with a wonderful show, although one I nearly missed. …