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My favorite example of a dressed-up fan was at a Talking Heads concert in Washington. There was this tall, thin, very pretty guy dressed to kill as David Bowie's Thin White Duke. I mean, I'm as straight as you can get, and he turned MY head. Absolutely stunning. Then he opens his mouth and this whiny Appalachian Southern accent comes twanging out: "Whah cain't Ah get me no bee-yar afore the coyuncert comes awn? Y'all weren't fahr, not braingin no bee-yar."
Ugh.
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