Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
If You Found This, It's Probably Too Late
Under constant correction,
A fraud,
A fraud,
Someone's perception, trying not to bore
I'm a cold-hearted kidda,
Applaud
Applaud
If you're the highest bidder, I'm yours
You figure out pathetic sets
And We're not sure of the etiquette
We think out pathetic sets
We're not sure of the etiquette
And if you found this it's probably too late
Clinically cynical, hereditary hate...
...If we concentrate on being off the cuff
Not sure we're ready but probably rough
Frightened that honesty isn't enough
And it's nothing on the early stuff
- "If You Found This, It's Probably Too Late" by Arctic Monkeys
My Love-Hate relationship with Arctic Monkeys has ended.
Those assholes may have killed at least two Ipods that I know of (one being mine), and I may have slightly flamed them in the past by saying they were not to be taken too seriously but 7 months ago I was CLEARLY "fuckin' mental" (said in my best Yorkshire/Sheffield (?) accent). And highly unstable.
This band has fast become one of my favourites. I retract any ill I may have spoken of them in the past.
"Tonight there'll be some love. Tonight there'll be some rawkus regardless of what's come before."
And goddamn it, do we love those Ukkers.
And when my cutie Alex Turner says "don't believe the hype", I think I partially understand why...
May 15th, 2007
I'm sitting here trying to write a really fantastic blog entry about events on the above mentioned date but I really don't know how to begin addressing the topic at hand.
I could start by saying that my dilemma may be partially due to the fact that I'm really quite tired and beaten up. I'm in so much pain that I may have to take another pain killer in the morning.
H1's full of bruises from being the bad-ass that H1 only knows how to be by fighting betches off me left, back and right.
I'm hurting from fighting off betches off me from the left, front and right of me.
My neck aches from taking video footage. Why and how is that possible? Straining to see your camera screen above a crowd of jumping, moshing crazies as you hold it high above your head is tough work.
It also didn't help that my head was going back and forth from dancing (no, no dutty whiplash) and continues to do so even though I'm now 24 hours out of the Hammerstein Ballroom.
Our feet ache from standing way too long (which is a bitch when the opening act is Be Your Own Pet and they're so ass that even the Vibe magazine bought to pacify Frass becomes not only his saviour but yours as well. One long song disguised as nine is just god awful especially when your lead 'singer' is a female who cannot dance and H1 phrased it best when she said, "If Pulp Fiction didn't come out, this bitch wouldn't know what to do. She thinks she's Uma Thurman." And to answer your question, H1 - be thankful for small mercies that her hair was in her face the whole time because apparently trolls abound these days), jumping around to music you just can't help but jump around to and then racing along subway platforms to catch an 11.10 p.m. train home.
Another thing I can talk about is the fact that I had to elbow some asshole child who insisted I put my arms down because they were digging into her back. Well, asshole child, if you didn't push me out of my spot, or if you didn't actually take up someone's spot on the dancefloor by disregarding your mezzanine ticket purchases, then we wouldn't have a problem, would we?
Or how about the time I cut up the kids with X's Christmas present? Ah, we knew that ring would really be put to good use one day.
All that sounds awfully violent and should all be included in this blog but you'd swear we had a horrid night, yeah?
No.
Arctic Monkeys gave us one of the best concert experiences eva'!
Arctic Monkeys 05/15/07 @ Hammerstein Ballroom "Favourite Worst Nightmare" Tour Set List:
If You Found This, It's Probably Too Late
Brianstorm
Still Take You Home
Dancing Shoes
Balaclava
Fake Tales of San Francisco
Teddy Picker
You Probably Couldn't See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me
D is For Dangerous
I Bet That You Look Good on the Dancefloor
This House Is A Circus
If You Were There, Beware
From The Ritz to the Rubble
Old Yellow Bricks
Fluorescent Adolescence
Do Me A Favour
The View From The Afternoon
When The Sun Goes Down
Leave Before The Lights Come On
A Certain Romance
(note - they played all these songs but in between 'Dancing Shoes' and 'The View From the Afternoon', the actual order may be slightly off) - (Oh yeah, and notice there was no need for a Chicken Bone incident. Phew. I really didn't want to see H1 attack my boy and his nose)
Grievances of the Night:
1. Be Your Own Pet
2. All the Asshole Kids Mentioned Before
3. Getting pushed out of the pit - too far back to see Arctic Monkeys in all their glory playing their set. I'm really bummed I didn't get to see Matthew tear it up on drums.
4. Getting pushed out of the pit - too far to take any good pictures of the band due to their dark stage lighting. Damn it!
5. Not having Beetchie there to tear up the pit.
6. Having time fly by so quickly once our boys took the stage because of the fun, and fast-paced, great times of their performance.
7. My Hammer and Sickle pin got tossed off my bag and is now doing one of three things - a. floating around in Hammerstein Ballroom Hell lost forever, b. stuck under someone's shoe and then lost somewhere on 34th street and beyond or c. was stolen by one of the asshole kids who's blogging about it right now.
WTF Moments of the Night:
1. The Opening Act: Be Your Own Pet with special mention to that asshole Max, was it? The shirtless ass who did nothing but act a fool on stage. He's the kind of guy who's the '4th' useless member of the band. The one who has no talent so he sits around sucking the life out of the real members, who also happen to have no talent. Bad Combination + Bad Combination = Be Your Own Pet. I'll give small props to their drummer though. He actually worked.
2. No "Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured"? WTF, Arctic Monkeys?! That's just wrong. I can almost forgive you boys for no "Perhaps Vampires Is a Bit Strong But..." too. Almost.
3. "Fake Tales of San Francisco"?! Ugh. Okay, so it was good in concert and singing "I don't want to hear you, kick me out" was pretty fun but still.
4. Finding out AFTER the concert that I could adjust my ISO on the camera to enhance the camera's ability to take better quality pictures when conditions make for poorly lit areas. That's more a 'fuckity-fuck-fuck' moment, really.
Fun Times of the Night:
1. Be Your Own Pet's guitarist's incident with the floor. When he tried to crowd surf and he hit the ground because they refused to hold him, THAT was the most single hilarious thing.
2. The fact that H1 was with me for this. It's been a while since we've been to a concert together. Goo'd times.
3. The insanity of the crowd during "Brianstorm".
4. The bassist, Nick O' Malley who actually didn't lose weight but is kind of an entirely different person. Heh Heh.
5. Jamie Cook(ie). Ah, the Cookie.
6. Matthew Helders. My favourite drummer and backing vocalist!
7. Trying to decipher Alex's accent. The fact that he spoke to us so much was fun too. "Boring, Boring. Yawn. Yawn." , "You've been very kind to us. Very kind." and "I'm very fond of New York" were all some of the cute quotes I could actually understand.
Did we mention we're in love with that clever little boy? Stop judging! 21's legal last I checked.
8. Alex's dancing.
9. And of course, Alex Turner himself. The brilliant lyricist with vocals unique. He really is just too damned adorable a boy, that. Annnnnddd I got no good pictures of him (and I really, really tried). Fuckity-Fuck-Fuck!
...about that hype: Disregard all the accolade you hear through the media. Listen for yourself because they're making music for themselves, for us and not the Vampires.
And like The HOchieS, you'll probably discover one of the most fantastic fuckin' bands to date.
I partially understand the statement because I'm sorry Arctic Monkeys, there is no unwarranted hype.
Currently listening to: All 53 songs (on random) I have belonging to them and ending this entry with "If You Were There, Beware" by Arctic Monkeys.
And stupidly bopping my head making my neck continue its ballistic insane pain.
Memorable Quotes of the Night:
"Akon Alert!" - H1, on Concert Security hitting on the 15 year olds.
"X is an ass." - Or 2, on X thinking she's too 'old' to be at this concert.
A fraud,
A fraud,
Someone's perception, trying not to bore
I'm a cold-hearted kidda,
Applaud
Applaud
If you're the highest bidder, I'm yours
You figure out pathetic sets
And We're not sure of the etiquette
We think out pathetic sets
We're not sure of the etiquette
And if you found this it's probably too late
Clinically cynical, hereditary hate...
...If we concentrate on being off the cuff
Not sure we're ready but probably rough
Frightened that honesty isn't enough
And it's nothing on the early stuff
- "If You Found This, It's Probably Too Late" by Arctic Monkeys
My Love-Hate relationship with Arctic Monkeys has ended.
Those assholes may have killed at least two Ipods that I know of (one being mine), and I may have slightly flamed them in the past by saying they were not to be taken too seriously but 7 months ago I was CLEARLY "fuckin' mental" (said in my best Yorkshire/Sheffield (?) accent). And highly unstable.
This band has fast become one of my favourites. I retract any ill I may have spoken of them in the past.
"Tonight there'll be some love. Tonight there'll be some rawkus regardless of what's come before."
And goddamn it, do we love those Ukkers.
And when my cutie Alex Turner says "don't believe the hype", I think I partially understand why...
May 15th, 2007
I'm sitting here trying to write a really fantastic blog entry about events on the above mentioned date but I really don't know how to begin addressing the topic at hand.
I could start by saying that my dilemma may be partially due to the fact that I'm really quite tired and beaten up. I'm in so much pain that I may have to take another pain killer in the morning.
H1's full of bruises from being the bad-ass that H1 only knows how to be by fighting betches off me left, back and right.
I'm hurting from fighting off betches off me from the left, front and right of me.
My neck aches from taking video footage. Why and how is that possible? Straining to see your camera screen above a crowd of jumping, moshing crazies as you hold it high above your head is tough work.
It also didn't help that my head was going back and forth from dancing (no, no dutty whiplash) and continues to do so even though I'm now 24 hours out of the Hammerstein Ballroom.
Our feet ache from standing way too long (which is a bitch when the opening act is Be Your Own Pet and they're so ass that even the Vibe magazine bought to pacify Frass becomes not only his saviour but yours as well. One long song disguised as nine is just god awful especially when your lead 'singer' is a female who cannot dance and H1 phrased it best when she said, "If Pulp Fiction didn't come out, this bitch wouldn't know what to do. She thinks she's Uma Thurman." And to answer your question, H1 - be thankful for small mercies that her hair was in her face the whole time because apparently trolls abound these days), jumping around to music you just can't help but jump around to and then racing along subway platforms to catch an 11.10 p.m. train home.
Another thing I can talk about is the fact that I had to elbow some asshole child who insisted I put my arms down because they were digging into her back. Well, asshole child, if you didn't push me out of my spot, or if you didn't actually take up someone's spot on the dancefloor by disregarding your mezzanine ticket purchases, then we wouldn't have a problem, would we?
Or how about the time I cut up the kids with X's Christmas present? Ah, we knew that ring would really be put to good use one day.
All that sounds awfully violent and should all be included in this blog but you'd swear we had a horrid night, yeah?
No.
Arctic Monkeys gave us one of the best concert experiences eva'!
Arctic Monkeys 05/15/07 @ Hammerstein Ballroom "Favourite Worst Nightmare" Tour Set List:
If You Found This, It's Probably Too Late
Brianstorm
Still Take You Home
Dancing Shoes
Balaclava
Fake Tales of San Francisco
Teddy Picker
You Probably Couldn't See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me
D is For Dangerous
I Bet That You Look Good on the Dancefloor
This House Is A Circus
If You Were There, Beware
From The Ritz to the Rubble
Old Yellow Bricks
Fluorescent Adolescence
Do Me A Favour
The View From The Afternoon
When The Sun Goes Down
Leave Before The Lights Come On
A Certain Romance
(note - they played all these songs but in between 'Dancing Shoes' and 'The View From the Afternoon', the actual order may be slightly off) - (Oh yeah, and notice there was no need for a Chicken Bone incident. Phew. I really didn't want to see H1 attack my boy and his nose)
Grievances of the Night:
1. Be Your Own Pet
2. All the Asshole Kids Mentioned Before
3. Getting pushed out of the pit - too far back to see Arctic Monkeys in all their glory playing their set. I'm really bummed I didn't get to see Matthew tear it up on drums.
4. Getting pushed out of the pit - too far to take any good pictures of the band due to their dark stage lighting. Damn it!
5. Not having Beetchie there to tear up the pit.
6. Having time fly by so quickly once our boys took the stage because of the fun, and fast-paced, great times of their performance.
7. My Hammer and Sickle pin got tossed off my bag and is now doing one of three things - a. floating around in Hammerstein Ballroom Hell lost forever, b. stuck under someone's shoe and then lost somewhere on 34th street and beyond or c. was stolen by one of the asshole kids who's blogging about it right now.
WTF Moments of the Night:
1. The Opening Act: Be Your Own Pet with special mention to that asshole Max, was it? The shirtless ass who did nothing but act a fool on stage. He's the kind of guy who's the '4th' useless member of the band. The one who has no talent so he sits around sucking the life out of the real members, who also happen to have no talent. Bad Combination + Bad Combination = Be Your Own Pet. I'll give small props to their drummer though. He actually worked.
2. No "Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured"? WTF, Arctic Monkeys?! That's just wrong. I can almost forgive you boys for no "Perhaps Vampires Is a Bit Strong But..." too. Almost.
3. "Fake Tales of San Francisco"?! Ugh. Okay, so it was good in concert and singing "I don't want to hear you, kick me out" was pretty fun but still.
4. Finding out AFTER the concert that I could adjust my ISO on the camera to enhance the camera's ability to take better quality pictures when conditions make for poorly lit areas. That's more a 'fuckity-fuck-fuck' moment, really.
Fun Times of the Night:
1. Be Your Own Pet's guitarist's incident with the floor. When he tried to crowd surf and he hit the ground because they refused to hold him, THAT was the most single hilarious thing.
2. The fact that H1 was with me for this. It's been a while since we've been to a concert together. Goo'd times.
3. The insanity of the crowd during "Brianstorm".
4. The bassist, Nick O' Malley who actually didn't lose weight but is kind of an entirely different person. Heh Heh.
5. Jamie Cook(ie). Ah, the Cookie.
6. Matthew Helders. My favourite drummer and backing vocalist!
7. Trying to decipher Alex's accent. The fact that he spoke to us so much was fun too. "Boring, Boring. Yawn. Yawn." , "You've been very kind to us. Very kind." and "I'm very fond of New York" were all some of the cute quotes I could actually understand.
Did we mention we're in love with that clever little boy? Stop judging! 21's legal last I checked.
8. Alex's dancing.
9. And of course, Alex Turner himself. The brilliant lyricist with vocals unique. He really is just too damned adorable a boy, that. Annnnnddd I got no good pictures of him (and I really, really tried). Fuckity-Fuck-Fuck!
...about that hype: Disregard all the accolade you hear through the media. Listen for yourself because they're making music for themselves, for us and not the Vampires.
And like The HOchieS, you'll probably discover one of the most fantastic fuckin' bands to date.
I partially understand the statement because I'm sorry Arctic Monkeys, there is no unwarranted hype.
Currently listening to: All 53 songs (on random) I have belonging to them and ending this entry with "If You Were There, Beware" by Arctic Monkeys.
And stupidly bopping my head making my neck continue its ballistic insane pain.
Memorable Quotes of the Night:
"Akon Alert!" - H1, on Concert Security hitting on the 15 year olds.
"X is an ass." - Or 2, on X thinking she's too 'old' to be at this concert.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
"I've Been Converted!"
...
is what I would be saying had that blasted Matisyahu concert been any good!
In Matisyahu's defense, even though I still don't like his genre of music, I could tell he put on a good show.
You can tell from that picture, right? For some reason that picture really cracks me up.
But as I stated before, thanks to Mitch Connors, my December was ruined! RUINED!
The Lowlamps:
1. The little 15 year old, rich, gansta' wannabees with their "Ohhhh, he's playing our shit!", smoking up, & self-made drama of "fainting" but then passing it off as we "fell asleep" certainly made for a rotten evening.
2. The opening act, Mr. Lif was the worst opener I've seen all year. Or ever. I didn't think anyone would take the place of Seether but I'll be damned. So if you ever see this man and friend,
stay the hell away.
3. The waiting. 6.30 to 8. Horrible Opener then 9 to 11. Oh. the. agony.
The Highlights:
1. SF & MC. SF with the Popcorn. MC's face during the crowd surfing when he almost got killed by some kid and MC's face during the show, proving my point that we never should have been there in the first place.
2. DJ Boo.
3. The really tall kid who couldn't dance. Anyone who wants to see video footage, I will gladly show it or please reference the Seinfeld episode with Elaine's infamous dance. But hey, he was having fun, so that's all that matters.
4. Matisyahu the Monkey. He's very energetic and the climbing was out of control.
There he is climbing from one balcony level to the next.
Ah, climb Monkey Boy. Climb. ( I was actually nervous watching him)
5. The Rocky Theme Song Sung and Mixed with Hebrew.
And just the lights:
is what I would be saying had that blasted Matisyahu concert been any good!
In Matisyahu's defense, even though I still don't like his genre of music, I could tell he put on a good show.
You can tell from that picture, right? For some reason that picture really cracks me up.
But as I stated before, thanks to Mitch Connors, my December was ruined! RUINED!
The Lowlamps:
1. The little 15 year old, rich, gansta' wannabees with their "Ohhhh, he's playing our shit!", smoking up, & self-made drama of "fainting" but then passing it off as we "fell asleep" certainly made for a rotten evening.
2. The opening act, Mr. Lif was the worst opener I've seen all year. Or ever. I didn't think anyone would take the place of Seether but I'll be damned. So if you ever see this man and friend,
stay the hell away.
3. The waiting. 6.30 to 8. Horrible Opener then 9 to 11. Oh. the. agony.
The Highlights:
1. SF & MC. SF with the Popcorn. MC's face during the crowd surfing when he almost got killed by some kid and MC's face during the show, proving my point that we never should have been there in the first place.
2. DJ Boo.
3. The really tall kid who couldn't dance. Anyone who wants to see video footage, I will gladly show it or please reference the Seinfeld episode with Elaine's infamous dance. But hey, he was having fun, so that's all that matters.
4. Matisyahu the Monkey. He's very energetic and the climbing was out of control.
There he is climbing from one balcony level to the next.Ah, climb Monkey Boy. Climb. ( I was actually nervous watching him)
5. The Rocky Theme Song Sung and Mixed with Hebrew.
And just the lights:
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Bring The Pain...
My focus is all crocused.
Mosh pits apparently can do that to you as well as make you hurt days later(ow ow ow ow!!!) as I now know.
It's true that you learn something new every day... and that is what I've been learning since May 11th.
Day 2 after the fact.
Thank you, Mindless Self Indulgence.
Despite the lack of movement without copious amounts of pain in the arms, I love MSI!
And now for a list of 1. Things that went just plain wrong at the concert. 2. Things that could have gone from bad to worse. And 3. Things that were OH so right!:
Just plain wrong - People who smell BEFORE the concert starts. I'm not sure how that works exactly but it's SCARY.
could have gone from bad to worse - Said smelly people that could have been near me AFTER the concert leading to events that could have been SCARIER.
Just plain wrong - Non-conformists, judgmental 'know-it-alls'.
OH so right! - Little Jimmy Urine telling them that "if you guys all died right now, Hot Topic would go out of business."
could have gone from bad to worse - thank goodness I wasn't wearing any of my Hot Topic gear that day...har har.
Just plain wrong - The shock at how small the Avalon is and standing and waiting for MSI from 6.30 - 9 p.m. amongst that crazy crowd of assholes, even though the ticket said the show started at 8. I was getting agitated but it wasn't that bad because...
OH so right! - Jess and Beetchie would break out in the occasional dancing during the dj music session before the show (And The Cheat did not spin those tunes nor did he do the light show). Also, I did enjoy the little ghetto white fan set up for Kitty
. That amused me for some reason.
Just plain wrong - The Mosh Pit at the beginning of the set. It was CHAOS. Feeling like you're going to fall with 20 people on top of you is not good times and never gets easier on the nerves even after the 5th occurrence.
could have gone from bad to worse - my neck being broken because it sure felt like it at one point but did not happen thanks to Beetchie and Jesse because they ensured that no one messed with me.
OH so right! - Beetchie in the pit, tearing it up like nobody's business! There was something about someone grabbing me then Beetchie grabbing that person and tossing him off of me then grabbing me to her to make sure I was alright. And after the initial insanity of the Pit, why did I actually enjoy shoving people around once I could move? Probably because they deserved it. Stupid MFs!
I was happy once I got pushed out of the Pit and managed to moved off to the side. I can always boast about being in a Pit from this day forth (and what a Pit!) but I was quite content watching the show rather than watching my back.
Here's the awesome setlist (except it should be noted that I have only the first 2 songs and last song in the order it should be. The 3 songs before the last I'm a bit fuzzy as to if they were actually played but I think at least two of them were. Everything else was played that night but not necessarily in that order. Hey, it's amazing I even remember all this...):
Shut Me Up
Diabolical
Golden I
Tornado
Uncle
Tornado
Backmask
Two Hookers
Kill the Rock
Bring The Pain
Faggot
Stupid MF
Molly
1989
London Bridge
Bitches
What Do They Know? (My favourite MSI Song!!!! I was hella happy)
Bullshit
Tom Sawyer
Step Up, Ghetto Blaster
Planet of the Apes
Last Time I Tried To Rock Your World
Straight To Video
(oh and some random metal power ballad of the 80's that Jimmy lipsync'd to after my cutie bassist Lynn Z
dived off the balcony and crowd surfed her way to the front of the stage - SHE ROCKS!!!!!)
Here are some of the memorable quotes and good time performances for the evening:
From Steve, Righ?
: at the start of the set "Are we going to start the 'how many times will Steve puke tonight collection'? No!!! Now SHUT THE FUCK UP!" And then straight into "Shut Me Up", it was fantastic!!!!
From Jimmy:
"Stop looking for porn and googling your full names!"
"You over there! (pointing to some random dude) You look really gay. Get out of here because there's only a certain level of gay allowed in this place and I fill that quota."
"How many of your blogs have I not read yet? I'm serious, I'm lurking around on the internet."
"I say we should bring the whole East Coast/West Coast gang wars back. The next time you see someone wearing a Tupac shirt, punch him in the face and tell him the ghost of Biggie made you do it!"
I got props from Beetchie who was impressed by my rapping skills. I loved the performance on this because Jimmy rapped half the song without music with the band coming in strong at the first "is it real son"
The conversation with the puppet wolf was great especially when Jimmy knocked him over the head with the microphone for nodding a no to Jimmy's request to do the Snoopy Dance. The Snoopy Dance itself was funny as all hell. "...He's (the puppet wolf) got more friends on MySpace than I do."
The best performance was Jimmy making us his giant Nintendo Controller for use during "Tom Sawyer":
Point UP for Jimmy to Jump up and down in one spot
<-- Point LEFT for Jimmy to move Left like a robot
--> Point RIGHT for Jimmy to move Right like a robot
A Turn the fist around and around and he'd crazily run around the stage
B Suck on your finger for him to do a sexy pose
Oh, "but no Nintendo Power Glove because it does not work with this system."
All of these good times and more lasted a little over an hour despite the length of the setlist because if you know MSI, you know that their songs are usually no longer than 2 minutes. However, that one hour was one of the best I've had in my short concert history.
Jess, Beetchie and I got their autographs at the end of the show. Sadly there were no photos taken with them although we could have with no trouble since they are cool enough to do that for their fans. I think Beetchie was quite happy getting her ticket signed, Jess getting her shirt and stomach signed and I'm happy with my signed t-shirt.
And let it be known that I love that Jimmy Urine
Damn! I should have gotten HIS name tattooed to my arm. Having "URINE" on my arm would be much cooler than "ALEX". At least I'd remember why I had "URINE"...
Currently listening to the band that has the most songs in my Top 25 Most Listened to on the Ipod including the number 1 most played: "London Bridge" - Mindless Self Indulgence and Patty's constant bitchin' about how I don't love her today because I'm here blogging instead of sitting by her while she plays "Harvest Moon".
Mosh pits apparently can do that to you as well as make you hurt days later(ow ow ow ow!!!) as I now know.
It's true that you learn something new every day... and that is what I've been learning since May 11th.
Day 2 after the fact.
Thank you, Mindless Self Indulgence.
Despite the lack of movement without copious amounts of pain in the arms, I love MSI!
And now for a list of 1. Things that went just plain wrong at the concert. 2. Things that could have gone from bad to worse. And 3. Things that were OH so right!:
Just plain wrong - People who smell BEFORE the concert starts. I'm not sure how that works exactly but it's SCARY.
could have gone from bad to worse - Said smelly people that could have been near me AFTER the concert leading to events that could have been SCARIER.
Just plain wrong - Non-conformists, judgmental 'know-it-alls'.
OH so right! - Little Jimmy Urine telling them that "if you guys all died right now, Hot Topic would go out of business."
could have gone from bad to worse - thank goodness I wasn't wearing any of my Hot Topic gear that day...har har.
Just plain wrong - The shock at how small the Avalon is and standing and waiting for MSI from 6.30 - 9 p.m. amongst that crazy crowd of assholes, even though the ticket said the show started at 8. I was getting agitated but it wasn't that bad because...
OH so right! - Jess and Beetchie would break out in the occasional dancing during the dj music session before the show (And The Cheat did not spin those tunes nor did he do the light show). Also, I did enjoy the little ghetto white fan set up for Kitty
. That amused me for some reason.Just plain wrong - The Mosh Pit at the beginning of the set. It was CHAOS. Feeling like you're going to fall with 20 people on top of you is not good times and never gets easier on the nerves even after the 5th occurrence.
could have gone from bad to worse - my neck being broken because it sure felt like it at one point but did not happen thanks to Beetchie and Jesse because they ensured that no one messed with me.
OH so right! - Beetchie in the pit, tearing it up like nobody's business! There was something about someone grabbing me then Beetchie grabbing that person and tossing him off of me then grabbing me to her to make sure I was alright. And after the initial insanity of the Pit, why did I actually enjoy shoving people around once I could move? Probably because they deserved it. Stupid MFs!
I was happy once I got pushed out of the Pit and managed to moved off to the side. I can always boast about being in a Pit from this day forth (and what a Pit!) but I was quite content watching the show rather than watching my back.
Here's the awesome setlist (except it should be noted that I have only the first 2 songs and last song in the order it should be. The 3 songs before the last I'm a bit fuzzy as to if they were actually played but I think at least two of them were. Everything else was played that night but not necessarily in that order. Hey, it's amazing I even remember all this...):
Shut Me Up
Diabolical
Golden I
Tornado
Uncle
Tornado
Backmask
Two Hookers
Kill the Rock
Bring The Pain
Faggot
Stupid MF
Molly
1989
London Bridge
Bitches
What Do They Know? (My favourite MSI Song!!!! I was hella happy)
Bullshit
Tom Sawyer
Step Up, Ghetto Blaster
Planet of the Apes
Last Time I Tried To Rock Your World
Straight To Video
(oh and some random metal power ballad of the 80's that Jimmy lipsync'd to after my cutie bassist Lynn Z
dived off the balcony and crowd surfed her way to the front of the stage - SHE ROCKS!!!!!)Here are some of the memorable quotes and good time performances for the evening:
From Steve, Righ?
: at the start of the set "Are we going to start the 'how many times will Steve puke tonight collection'? No!!! Now SHUT THE FUCK UP!" And then straight into "Shut Me Up", it was fantastic!!!!From Jimmy:
"Stop looking for porn and googling your full names!"
"You over there! (pointing to some random dude) You look really gay. Get out of here because there's only a certain level of gay allowed in this place and I fill that quota."
"How many of your blogs have I not read yet? I'm serious, I'm lurking around on the internet."
"I say we should bring the whole East Coast/West Coast gang wars back. The next time you see someone wearing a Tupac shirt, punch him in the face and tell him the ghost of Biggie made you do it!"
I got props from Beetchie who was impressed by my rapping skills. I loved the performance on this because Jimmy rapped half the song without music with the band coming in strong at the first "is it real son"
The conversation with the puppet wolf was great especially when Jimmy knocked him over the head with the microphone for nodding a no to Jimmy's request to do the Snoopy Dance. The Snoopy Dance itself was funny as all hell. "...He's (the puppet wolf) got more friends on MySpace than I do."
The best performance was Jimmy making us his giant Nintendo Controller for use during "Tom Sawyer":
Point UP for Jimmy to Jump up and down in one spot
<-- Point LEFT for Jimmy to move Left like a robot
--> Point RIGHT for Jimmy to move Right like a robot
A Turn the fist around and around and he'd crazily run around the stage
B Suck on your finger for him to do a sexy pose
Oh, "but no Nintendo Power Glove because it does not work with this system."
All of these good times and more lasted a little over an hour despite the length of the setlist because if you know MSI, you know that their songs are usually no longer than 2 minutes. However, that one hour was one of the best I've had in my short concert history.
Jess, Beetchie and I got their autographs at the end of the show. Sadly there were no photos taken with them although we could have with no trouble since they are cool enough to do that for their fans. I think Beetchie was quite happy getting her ticket signed, Jess getting her shirt and stomach signed and I'm happy with my signed t-shirt.
And let it be known that I love that Jimmy Urine
Damn! I should have gotten HIS name tattooed to my arm. Having "URINE" on my arm would be much cooler than "ALEX". At least I'd remember why I had "URINE"...
Currently listening to the band that has the most songs in my Top 25 Most Listened to on the Ipod including the number 1 most played: "London Bridge" - Mindless Self Indulgence and Patty's constant bitchin' about how I don't love her today because I'm here blogging instead of sitting by her while she plays "Harvest Moon".
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