I used to live and socialise in a place where a lot of my city's security guards and bouncers drank, and became if not friends, at least familiar with many of them. (Kings Cross in Sydney in the 80s/90s)
I also used to pretty much exclusively wear black jeans, black t-shirts and when it was cold enough a black leather bike jacket.
I would often show up to clubs or gigs, and just get waved in by whoever was on the door because that assumed I was arriving for work.
It was the middle part between the two bits you quoted - he was just going to a show, was in a phase where he liked wearing all black, and would get waved in without even intentionally trying to trick anyone because they assumed he was arriving for work. Does that help?
Yeah. These would all have been "show up and pay at the door" type places, not sold out weeks in advance with pre-booked tickets. Bouncer (or sometimes door bitch) takes your money, unless the bouncer waves you through.
I used to live and socialise in a place where a lot of my city's security guards and bouncers drank, and became if not friends, at least familiar with many of them. (Kings Cross in Sydney in the 80s/90s)
I also used to pretty much exclusively wear black jeans, black t-shirts and when it was cold enough a black leather bike jacket.
I would often show up to clubs or gigs, and just get waved in by whoever was on the door because that assumed I was arriving for work.
I've never worked as security in my life.