It really pissed me off. I wanted to hear the new group everyone was talking about, and the audience wouldn't just freakin SHUT UP. I could understand why the noise before they started, but why didn't they want to hear them? Never could figure that out.
Aren't you the bucket of cold water...
In all seriousness, I agree. But I've heard tweens in heat before. Justin Beiber concert, 2010, Hartford, CT during the World Cup. I'd been out, morning drinking during the World Cup, and as morning settled into afternoon, and afternoon late afternoon, I began to notice that the clientele there for the soccer games had...changed. Instead of a bunch of international louts yelling at assorted television screens, the night began to take a weird vibe. And I noticed, very very drunk, that filling in the crowd (like Cabaret at the end but worse) were a lot of Moms and their young, tween daughters in the place. I wondered. Later on in the night, after they'd had dinner and filed out, I asked someone what that was. "Bieber," they told me. I nodded, but later, I was to get the full Bieber effect.
As I excused myself around 10 or 11 P.M. or so for a cigarette, I stepped out into the alley. A flume of noise came bending around the corners, increasing in pitch and volume. It got louder, louder, louder until it passed. I looked at the guy next to me and asked "What the hell was that?" I'd never heard anything in pitch or determination quite so loud. "Bieber," again came the answer. They were chasing his damn car. Tweens. All crazy. Very loud.
It was then I took note and decided, for the better part of discretion, not to generalize about the average female mating sensibility, but certainly became sympathetic to certain internet claims about it. It was something out of a time capture from 1964, really, only evolution never, ever changes.
Crazy.