It's so exciting to get ready and to anticipate going to a TPHB show. Then when you're actually there, yes, it "feels like something from a dream!" But have you ever experienced the after concert "Petty Blues"? I have, and it can be devistating. So much so that you'll hock your Les Paul custom to get to the next show! How do you beat those post "Petty Blues"?

Count your blessings. Walk away a little kinder gentler person for having been touched by the music. Shine inside - smile outside. Share what you feel when you feel good. Other good things will come your way too. It's all Good.

All I can do is go to more concerts. He's coming to Buffalo where I'm from but I couldn't wait so I went to Columbus and I'm going to SPAC before Buffalo. Then to Toronto and then Raleigh. After Raleigh is when I will be a little depressed. But a great summer nevertheless!

hey, doris!
what i do is brag to all my friends about what
an AWESOME show it was and how i danced and sang
along with every song, how i SCREAMED until i lost my voice, and those times -you know - when it looks like he's looking RIGHT at you
*eeeeee!*// buy a t-shirt & wear it at least twice a week (pretty soon yer friends are gonna run in the other direction when they see you coming) but it's okay we petty fans know how it is

The Petty Blues are rough. I put in a dvd of TPHB performing live or I listin to TPHB music (live only) then I close my eyes and there I am at a concert crowd cheering and all.

Thanks for the input all. Most specially AmyKris. Your words of positive encouragement have been taken to heart. We all need to remind each other to "Count Our Blessings"!

Touched,

Oh My I know exactly how you feel...when you are there right in front of him, his heartfelt lyrics being sung right in front of you...All of your own emotions just come pouring out...and now what the Hell do we do with them?? Tom truly understands what we all go through (heartbreak, ecstasy and inner pain)! In his voice you can just tell that these are lyrics he has written because he has "felt" them..not just telling a story. I know EXACTLY what you mean...how do you go back to our "normal" lives" after having an experience with Tom looking you in the eye, and acknowledging that you understand exactly what he is singing about!!

Oh well. I still have my heart on a fingernail on on my Toenail to remind me of a truly incredible evening!!

He touches us all!!

Alicia

I don't get the blues, per se. I do things like get the setlist, then burn a CD of as many songs in a row as I can get. Usually one or more co-workers went to the show without me knowing it, so we talk abou it. Then, I move on to something else. I have new grandson that we're enjoying immensely. We planning next year's vacation, etc.. Life goes on...

I sing their songs.

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You don't know Petty Blues until you've passed out due to the excessive heat in the parking lot before even making it into the concert. It's ridiculous to schedule an outdoor show when its still 100 degrees at 8pm. Dallas has so many great indoor arenas (like Petty played last time), but nooooo, some bozo had to schedule it in hell. So two days later, I've still got ice wrapped around the baseball sized swelling on my sprained ankle. I wish I had at least had one beer to numb some of the pain.

And to top it off, I still haven't received the new HC album the presale club was supposed to send. What a ripoff. I thought Petty was so anti-corporate with his last album regarding radio stations, but he's allowed TicketMaster to run the show and make money king while ripping off fans at concerts. (A friend of mine bought tickets in general public sale and ended up 3 rows behind me for less $$$).

Don't anyone fall for the presale scam. Buy tickets late and enjoy Petty indoors only (at least in Texas).

wait for the concert you went to to be posted on dimeadozen.org, and then you can listen to it over and over and over!!!!

Not sure there's an easy way to handle the "Petty Blues".

I do know that the sunshine helps. There's nothing worse than a gloomy day after a TPATH concert. ugh. That's rough.

I've been wondering along the same lines for awhile now. . .with the announcement this is going to be the last tour, selfishly, I wonder will I ever have another chance to see them. LoL, with obviously no choice in the matter, I've decided I just have to trust my luck and, as AmyKris so eloquently stated, count my blessings. . . . and try to get to one more show.

Don't sell your Les Paul!!! That's not even funny, you'll only feel worse. So many instruments I wish i still had, gone forever...

Not to worry Arrogant Red!

I've only hocked the Les Paul Once and made sure I got it back! It's a gem of an instrument and treasure. Out of all my instruments (I've collected for years.) I have only let one go. I gave my tenor sax to my Son 3 years ago. He needed it for school and I didn't have the cash to buy him one. I couldn't loan it to him. It's just to personal of a connection. You know, an extention of yourself. He plays it well but can't relax into the improve thing yet. I hope it comes with time. That's when you wail!

Hay, I just realized that's way I've beat the "Post Petty Blue" Toot'in my own horn!
And that's a blessing I can count!!!!!!!!

It's been quite some time that I have visited this site... surely you've heard of "postpartum depression" I should have taken a clue from the word partrition - the action or process of giving birth. To clarify... there is nothing petty about "The Blues" of anykind in my opinion. i should have coined this phrase as a compound word. "postpettitum" Please do not misunderstand me. I am not trying to be humerous at this moment.(unusual for me!) I have found a mental condition caused by the after effects of leaving a Tom Petty Concert. A "Postpettitum Depression" This can be very serious! So, to whom ever thought they could paraphrase my idea into "petty blues" I hope they never work on anything really important because they sure missed the holy scripture on this blog! When I first wrote this it was
"POST PETTY BLUES"
That is to say... The emptiness I feel after a Tom Petty concert. Believe me, it's very real. There is nothing petty about it! Other than the spelling of his last name. Question...Does this make a difference to anyone other than Doris Wilbury?

I find a prescription of 6 doses of Playback twice daily for at least a week will take care of Postpettitum Depression.

Possible side effects include rockin' pneumonia, and the boogie-woogie flu.

Yes Dr. jpharis53, Now is that available in generic and is this prescription is covered under my medical provider?

You were so right in your thoughts... I was way too serious, too heavy and thinking way too much!

I've lighten up and now wishing for a bout of "postpettitum depression". Then I will be "buzzing" on your script and feeding off the recent memory of nothing petty about Tom Petty live on stage! So tonight I say...bring on the
"PETTY BLUES"

I'd Probably Like To Know What It's Like as I have not as yet had the benefit of seeing a live show, fan for twenty years, never could quite afford the trip to the US for a concert.

Doris, some fans are more prone to this than others. I have posted about this on other threads here.

If you are fortunate enough to see a show, approach it rationally:
-realize the euphoria you feel will be over.
-plan other events. I find that for me, totally different types of music and activities works best. I like to go horseback riding, canoe and bike ride. Have plenty of good activites planned to help you unwind and assimilate what you enjoyed. Make some notes, if you like to write. Discuss the show with an empathetic older friend.

Slowly, I start to listen to the TPATH stuff again. usually, my perception of much of it has changed by then.

Whenever you have a big event like that in your life, its best to make a few check lists and approach it methodically. Look ahead a week or a month and imagine what you'd like to be doing or have received from this event.

In some ways, I equate a R n'R show like getting a tattoo. When you walk into the parlor and see all the exotic designs and the freaky/sexy tattoo artists...its much different than being in your bed that night in the dark, your scabs bleeding, and every time you move you wake up because it hurts. If its a Marilyn Manson show, after you make your plans and lists and look ahead to the future...you'd be smart to just stay home!

And I think that for many old farts such as myself, that's why they no longer go to R n'R shows. Its just not worth the adjustments or pain their mind has to, or can endure.

To just go and get carried away by the "bouncy fun", I'd be fine. But no, i have to listen not only to the lyrics but study the infliction, so that I know the lead singer would rather be elsewhere, the guitarist is having marital troubles, the the pianist is totally fucked up on satanic beliefs and the drummer really needs a new denturist...or WHATEVER. And i worry about all these imaginary (?) details. That is how my mind works, and I leave with massive racking pain in my head. (Okay...I jest a bit.)

The truth is that I want them all to come live with me. It pains me that I can't be "Snow White" and they, all my dwarves. The fantasy in my head causes me problems. It lives for so much longer than 90 minutes. I dunno. (Why am i rambling? Why am I in this bucket and where are you taking me...?)