While on the job recently for NPR, I attended a Colorado Rockies game with none other than Bob Weston, fellow engineer and Indie-Rock legend. Bob was a member of Volcano Suns, is a member of Shellac and has produced scores of records for Archers of Loaf, The Coctails, etc. He's also worked live sound for Mission of Burma and - according to Jim DeRogatis, remains "one of the most in-demand bass players".
Bob and I were working in Boulder, Colorado for the gameshow Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me (WWDTM) when we found ourselves with a Wednesday night free. We drove into Denver, made our way to Coors Field and beheld the inept wonder that is the Colorado Rockies. It was a beautiful night to sit in a nearly-empty baseball stadium, drink beer, eat hot dogs and ignore the boring action on the field.
It's been years since I've been to a Major League game (I prefer catching the Brooklyn Cyclones or the Newark Bears) and I found myself annoyed at the constant racket coming out of the PA system. Every player has his own "theme" song, every play is yet another cue for a song tidbit, usually lunkhead rock like Jon Bon Jovi. When the crappy rock music wasn't blasting, the in-love-with-his-voice announcer was babbling inanely. I longed for one moment when I might hear the players (we were just three rows from the field) but it never came. When we finally left I had a mile-high headache and the Milwaukee Brewers had won 2 - 0, racking up both runs in the first inning.