AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION SUCKS!
I have a confession to make: I DON’T “DO” AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION.
I loathe it. I shun it. And I hate whoever is trying to force it upon me. It’s patronizing and it is insulting. Audience participation is, at its core, a manipulative tool that presenters and performers use to persuade you and/or to make you feel engaged. Basically, it’s a desperate trump card thrown out by those not talented enough to engage you with their own performances.
Oh yeah - audience participation is also CHILDISH AND CORNY. You could not pay me enough money to “Macarena” or “Electric Slide” at a wedding. Sorry, no. I’ll be at the table with the other NON-LOSERY PEOPLE (yes, that is the technical term).
Here’s a quick tip for all you musicians: don’t stop singing mid-sentence - and point the microphone at the now well-lit audience so we can sing your song. This isn’t summer camp, and we’re not eleven. Guess what? Most cool people are going to silently sit there rolling their eyes at you… not because they don’t know how to have fun, but because they have a shred of self respect and dignity - and are armed with the knowledge that those who engage in audience participation often look pathetically lame!
And for the love of all that’s good and holy, STOP BREAKING THE CROWD INTO 3 SECTIONS SO THEY CAN SING HARMONY ON YOUR SONGS. It’s time consuming, frustrating, and generally STUPID. And besides, I didn’t pay $80 to hear a bunch of tone-deaf drunk people painfully butcher the entire 2nd verse of your song. Let them do that on their own time.)
Bottom line: Musicians, when I see you making those “come on, crowd, sing it!” gestures with your hands, I know it’s because you’re too out of breath to continue and you need a break - so hey, why not get the audience to pick up the slack for a few minutes under the guise of “making it more fun” for them!
People, we need to rise up from this! Let us band together to eliminate this awful pestilence known as “Audience Participation!” When a DJ demands you get up and form a conga line around the buffet table, REFUSE! When a drunk best man tries to pull you to the dance floor to Chicken Dance with him, HOLD YOUR GROUND AND STAY SEATED!
TOGETHER, WE CAN BEAT THIS. Because audience participation sucks. And it needs to be stopped.



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