Amsoil Arena — Attraction in Duluth

The arena itself was nice, however, several employees of this arena were not. I recently went to the Luke Combs concert at this venue in which I had bought pit tickets. Although when we arrived, we were not allowed to be in the pit because there weren’t any “wristbands” left even though we had the purchased tickets in our hands. We thought if we spoke with the manager of security there would be a solution to our problem. But Lloyd, the manager of security, was very unprofessional and unhelpful. Instead of sharing in our disappointment, he ignored us and walked away. After one of the security people allowed us in because he knew how frustrated we were we were very thankful, yet we were not allowed to leave. Eventually the bathroom was needed and when trying to go back in, Lloyd barricaded us out even though he knew we had purchased tickets. Several employees reasoning was that people were using others’ tickets to get wristbands but how is this our fault. We drove 7 hours through a blizzard to get to this concert and we were treated poorly and we were made to assume the problems we had were our fault. There was also much deflection from everyone within the arena regarding our concerns. Additionally, multiple security employees told us this is a frequent occurrence at events with no plan for resolution. Although it was frustrating we weren't allowed into the pit, we would have understood if it was a rare occurrence and they provided a solution, but instead there was only deflection and poor customer service. I will never return to this venue for a concert and will continue to share my experience. I hope the director of ticketing comes up with a fair compensation for our...

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Disappointed with the "security" recently attended a concert and they would continue it until they cleared people from the fire escape paths. No one would move or listen and security just talked and argued with them for them to not budge. Carried on for 30 minutes doing this and finally got the people to move after the whole stadium started chanting for them to sit down. Someone passed out in the crowd I get it, but they took forever to deal with it. If that person was seriously injured or having a medical emergency they should have hauled them out not let them lay/sit there for 30 minutes delaying the performance again. They need to be decently trained to handle stressful, argumentative visitors and somewhat medically trained like basic or what to do in...