Be Here...
Right here where I am in my life is where I want to be. At least, that's how I feel at this moment, lol. Even though I also know that I should be in another state/country right now but also, I'm also supposed to be just as steeped in the emotion of anticipation at this moment. So, let's fucking talk about it now, finally, right?
Monday, May 8th, 2006
Me and Die woke up in our Jersey hotel room with a serious case of "gig depression". :( But we toughed through it for one major reason. See, I had gotten a confirmation from MTV on saturday telling me that I'd gotten the free AFI tickets I'd sent in for; the tix were supposed to be for the premiere of the "Miss Murder" video and an exclusive listen to "DecemberUnderground" that doesn't drop until 06-06-06. So, they let me know at the last minute and me and Die knew we had to jet from Jersey to her place in order for us to be there on time. We caught a cab from the hotel to the bus stop and the bus wound up being a quarter or more than we thought but, good for us, it also got to Penn station in record time. As you can guess, we were already crunched for time. Got on the train to her place but...took the express by mistake. *facepalm* Had to cross over and go back in the other direction, get out, and take a cab the rest of the way. Dropped our shit off, slapped some make up on and thanked her Aunt Sally for giving us cab money. Yes, we took another cab from far in the east side to the Nokia Theatre in Times Sq. Oh, look at that! We arrived on time! But a couple of city blocks worth of people had gotten there before us. *facepalm* The end was finally found and we made line to wait...and wait...and wait some more. The teenies in front of us declared they didn't eat meat! But they sure loved sucking on those cancer-sticks! Thanks for the allergic reaction, guys. :( Had to pop some Advid Cold and Sinus. *sigh*
Moving on, our names were eventually checked off the guest list and we were given admittance bracelets (which we still haven't removed). And...we waited some more! Talk about exciting. Mind you, the weather had gotten downright chilly, okay? The things we do for the bands we love, right? They let a certain amount of people go in here and there, the line moving every so often but, we wound up being part of the last group that was getting in. O_O Nevermind the large amount of people who'd made line on the block and a half behind us. The line had made it's way to the front of the MTV store and I noticed a random VJ standing there with a camera crew. THINK I WAS IN THE MOOD TO GET ACCIDENTLY CAUGHT ON CAMERA OR BLENDED IN WITH THOSE TRL FOOLS?!?! No. So I gave the cam my back and kept talking to Die. Suddenly, we turned around and it was like, "omg, Baby Jesus!". Once again, we froze like two tv dinners. :-p Why are we so goddamned awesome, lol? There was some sort of mini interview going on right next to us and the kids in front of us were all hollering like banshees and shit. Me and Die were just O_O. Grabbing each other's arms and saying, "they're right there. Davey, Jade...*sputter* omg, look at his eyelashes!" Rotflmao! And all of it was said with our lips barely moving. Truly it was a hilarious moment in time. I can't help my reaction to being in the presence of greatness.
Here's where things started to piss me off because one of the chicks from MTV sneaked these kids in behind me and Die and then tried to act like she didn't know them. I'm wondering if they paid her. :( All I know is that it wasn't fair to the people who'd really been behind us and waiting 3 and a half fucking hours in order to get in. I was hoping they'd get busted because the wristbands she scored for them were the wrong color! Somehow, guess the bouncers didn't care, they got in. Alas, we lucked out and now I'll get to that!
First let me describe the Nokia Theatre. Anyone who remembers when I went to the RoadRunner Records show will remember that I said it was a large yet intimate setting. Still is, thank the Goddess. Due to the amount of fans already in there and in the pit before the stage, we wound up in the balcony directly across from the stage and before the seating area began. It was something like this:
stage---deep pit o'fans---balcony---seats going up
*btw, I know y'all love my snazzy diagrams, lmao! :-P
At first, it kinda sucked that we were so far but, well, we later found out that it had been meant to be. "Miss Murder" had already strarted by the time we got settled which felt like a rip off! The boys came in and talked for a few minutes and then left. It was like..."what? that's it?" They started showing the making of the video which, btw, is going to be airing on Fuse the night of the 30th. *grin* It's fucking adorable, especially when Davey keeps getting mauled by the bunnies o' doom!!!!! *dies* I can only assume that Davey was just that tasty, lol. The making of ended and we're all kinda looking at each other like okay, what happens now? It's somewhere around this time that Die and I realize that we're standing right behind the press area and have a completely unobstructed view of the everything 'cuz the photographers were in front of us but to the left and right, leaving us a wide berth to watch from between them. Sure, that's cool, right? But what's the point? And then the smoke rolled in...and "Miseria Cantare" began...and the stage lights came on...and we all lost our fucking minds!
I can't even...begin to explain the being I became at that moment. It's like everything in me but the most basic of impulses shut down. The entire set that we'd missed at Bamboozle 'cuz we needed to start making our way back to civilization? That's what they played! I could've fucking died. I almost did, lol. And everytime they open a show with "Miseria" there's a reason for it! That song is an opening prayer, an affirmation of faith, a doorway one must pass through worthy enough for the emotional upheaval that follows. It fucking breaks you down until we all do, in fact, "form one dark flame". But, I digress! You know gig amnesia occured somewhere along the way and I only remember specific things. These things are intense though.
-Davey saying, simply, "you were all here. we were all here. how could we not?" That is love, people.
-The aforementioned Baby J raising his hand to me, nodding and giving a silent thank you. I wish I could explain it better. :( It was the fact that the stage and the balcony we were on were at the exact same level. So, even though there was all this space between the two platforms, it was like we were standing in front of each other. Dead center stage. Diana was like, "do you realize where the fuck we are?!?! he can actually see us!" Yet another thing to thank the unofficial concert hat for; recall that flower of reflective sequins? :-P But, yeah, not a figment of my imagination; he thanked me, whatever.
-Lots of impossibly serpentine movements that left us like O_O
*insert stuff too sensitive for me to be comfortable talking about*
-The sight of 3 simultaneous mosh-pits going on below us! The expressions on the faces of the poor photographers was classic. *evil* Btw, they bounced after a bit which cleared the whole area for us!
-Baby J booty shake atop the drums! Hmm, methinks he knows Jyrki, lol.
-Freaking the fuck out to "Death of Seasons". I couldn't move my neck properly for 2 days after that.
And then it happened. I've never seen this before so pardon my shock and awe. *ahem* Gig amnesia prevents me from remembering what song this occurred during but I know it was at the end of the set...I think. Oh, fuck it. LOL. Davey suddenly decided to walk into the crowd. Literally. He put his foot out, stepped into space, and a sea of hands opened up to brace it. Then came the next foot...and he was there standing on top of the crowd! Then he began to fucking walk, feet passing from one group of hands to another, straight ahead...towards us. *sigh* Like I said, I was possessed. So I don't know when the urge/decision hit me but, somehow, I wound up standing on top of the barricade. Yes, indeed. Screaming, singing, and holding out my arms in welcome. Because I'm just that retardedly awesome. *headdesk* I think it actually might've been "God called in sick today" but you can't quote me.
He actually made it halfway there and that was quite a distance. Then he fell, made it back to the stage, and I had to figure out how to get down without falling. Rotflmao! Naw, I was sure it was stable. :-P
It ended, we were emotional wrecks along with near everyone else in the venue. Didn't get to preview "DecemberUnderground" but it's not like anyone gave a rat's ass. *snicker* What we got instead was so much better! Not willing to let the night end, we trooped over to Virgin to kill time. Everything was bittersweet at this point because she was leaving in two days. :( I love how God kept giving us signs that everything would be alright. We found something in Virgin we hadn't even known existed and I laid my greedy paws upon it in a stat fashion. Mind you, I still haven't opened it because I'm afraid it will eat my soul!!! It's the box set of Greatest Lovesongs vol. 666, Razorblade Romance (uk edition), Deep Shadows and Brilliant Highlights, Love Metal, Wicked Game (original ep), and And Love Said No...97-04...ON MOTHERFUCKING VINYL, BITCHES! Oh, yes. That was my orgasm you heard, moohaha! I didn't buy Dark Light on vinyl 'cuz I have plenty of time for that but this?!?! This currently owns my soul. Truly, there is nothing vinyl and the sounds that records make when they play; pop-hiss! Worth every penny I paid for it. Turns out the manager of the vinyl section was an obsessed HIM fan and all the cashiers knew it; the girl made it her business to get these bad boys in! And the next day? They were sold out!
And God? Before two hysterically crying girls on a train, gifted us with a random kid wearing a heartagram necklace. If you knew where I lived, you'd know that just doesn't happen! VHV is love, y'all. Better recognize!
Monday, May 8th, 2006
Me and Die woke up in our Jersey hotel room with a serious case of "gig depression". :( But we toughed through it for one major reason. See, I had gotten a confirmation from MTV on saturday telling me that I'd gotten the free AFI tickets I'd sent in for; the tix were supposed to be for the premiere of the "Miss Murder" video and an exclusive listen to "DecemberUnderground" that doesn't drop until 06-06-06. So, they let me know at the last minute and me and Die knew we had to jet from Jersey to her place in order for us to be there on time. We caught a cab from the hotel to the bus stop and the bus wound up being a quarter or more than we thought but, good for us, it also got to Penn station in record time. As you can guess, we were already crunched for time. Got on the train to her place but...took the express by mistake. *facepalm* Had to cross over and go back in the other direction, get out, and take a cab the rest of the way. Dropped our shit off, slapped some make up on and thanked her Aunt Sally for giving us cab money. Yes, we took another cab from far in the east side to the Nokia Theatre in Times Sq. Oh, look at that! We arrived on time! But a couple of city blocks worth of people had gotten there before us. *facepalm* The end was finally found and we made line to wait...and wait...and wait some more. The teenies in front of us declared they didn't eat meat! But they sure loved sucking on those cancer-sticks! Thanks for the allergic reaction, guys. :( Had to pop some Advid Cold and Sinus. *sigh*
Moving on, our names were eventually checked off the guest list and we were given admittance bracelets (which we still haven't removed). And...we waited some more! Talk about exciting. Mind you, the weather had gotten downright chilly, okay? The things we do for the bands we love, right? They let a certain amount of people go in here and there, the line moving every so often but, we wound up being part of the last group that was getting in. O_O Nevermind the large amount of people who'd made line on the block and a half behind us. The line had made it's way to the front of the MTV store and I noticed a random VJ standing there with a camera crew. THINK I WAS IN THE MOOD TO GET ACCIDENTLY CAUGHT ON CAMERA OR BLENDED IN WITH THOSE TRL FOOLS?!?! No. So I gave the cam my back and kept talking to Die. Suddenly, we turned around and it was like, "omg, Baby Jesus!". Once again, we froze like two tv dinners. :-p Why are we so goddamned awesome, lol? There was some sort of mini interview going on right next to us and the kids in front of us were all hollering like banshees and shit. Me and Die were just O_O. Grabbing each other's arms and saying, "they're right there. Davey, Jade...*sputter* omg, look at his eyelashes!" Rotflmao! And all of it was said with our lips barely moving. Truly it was a hilarious moment in time. I can't help my reaction to being in the presence of greatness.
Here's where things started to piss me off because one of the chicks from MTV sneaked these kids in behind me and Die and then tried to act like she didn't know them. I'm wondering if they paid her. :( All I know is that it wasn't fair to the people who'd really been behind us and waiting 3 and a half fucking hours in order to get in. I was hoping they'd get busted because the wristbands she scored for them were the wrong color! Somehow, guess the bouncers didn't care, they got in. Alas, we lucked out and now I'll get to that!
First let me describe the Nokia Theatre. Anyone who remembers when I went to the RoadRunner Records show will remember that I said it was a large yet intimate setting. Still is, thank the Goddess. Due to the amount of fans already in there and in the pit before the stage, we wound up in the balcony directly across from the stage and before the seating area began. It was something like this:
stage---deep pit o'fans---balcony---seats going up
*btw, I know y'all love my snazzy diagrams, lmao! :-P
At first, it kinda sucked that we were so far but, well, we later found out that it had been meant to be. "Miss Murder" had already strarted by the time we got settled which felt like a rip off! The boys came in and talked for a few minutes and then left. It was like..."what? that's it?" They started showing the making of the video which, btw, is going to be airing on Fuse the night of the 30th. *grin* It's fucking adorable, especially when Davey keeps getting mauled by the bunnies o' doom!!!!! *dies* I can only assume that Davey was just that tasty, lol. The making of ended and we're all kinda looking at each other like okay, what happens now? It's somewhere around this time that Die and I realize that we're standing right behind the press area and have a completely unobstructed view of the everything 'cuz the photographers were in front of us but to the left and right, leaving us a wide berth to watch from between them. Sure, that's cool, right? But what's the point? And then the smoke rolled in...and "Miseria Cantare" began...and the stage lights came on...and we all lost our fucking minds!
I can't even...begin to explain the being I became at that moment. It's like everything in me but the most basic of impulses shut down. The entire set that we'd missed at Bamboozle 'cuz we needed to start making our way back to civilization? That's what they played! I could've fucking died. I almost did, lol. And everytime they open a show with "Miseria" there's a reason for it! That song is an opening prayer, an affirmation of faith, a doorway one must pass through worthy enough for the emotional upheaval that follows. It fucking breaks you down until we all do, in fact, "form one dark flame". But, I digress! You know gig amnesia occured somewhere along the way and I only remember specific things. These things are intense though.
-Davey saying, simply, "you were all here. we were all here. how could we not?" That is love, people.
-The aforementioned Baby J raising his hand to me, nodding and giving a silent thank you. I wish I could explain it better. :( It was the fact that the stage and the balcony we were on were at the exact same level. So, even though there was all this space between the two platforms, it was like we were standing in front of each other. Dead center stage. Diana was like, "do you realize where the fuck we are?!?! he can actually see us!" Yet another thing to thank the unofficial concert hat for; recall that flower of reflective sequins? :-P But, yeah, not a figment of my imagination; he thanked me, whatever.
-Lots of impossibly serpentine movements that left us like O_O
*insert stuff too sensitive for me to be comfortable talking about*
-The sight of 3 simultaneous mosh-pits going on below us! The expressions on the faces of the poor photographers was classic. *evil* Btw, they bounced after a bit which cleared the whole area for us!
-Baby J booty shake atop the drums! Hmm, methinks he knows Jyrki, lol.
-Freaking the fuck out to "Death of Seasons". I couldn't move my neck properly for 2 days after that.
And then it happened. I've never seen this before so pardon my shock and awe. *ahem* Gig amnesia prevents me from remembering what song this occurred during but I know it was at the end of the set...I think. Oh, fuck it. LOL. Davey suddenly decided to walk into the crowd. Literally. He put his foot out, stepped into space, and a sea of hands opened up to brace it. Then came the next foot...and he was there standing on top of the crowd! Then he began to fucking walk, feet passing from one group of hands to another, straight ahead...towards us. *sigh* Like I said, I was possessed. So I don't know when the urge/decision hit me but, somehow, I wound up standing on top of the barricade. Yes, indeed. Screaming, singing, and holding out my arms in welcome. Because I'm just that retardedly awesome. *headdesk* I think it actually might've been "God called in sick today" but you can't quote me.
He actually made it halfway there and that was quite a distance. Then he fell, made it back to the stage, and I had to figure out how to get down without falling. Rotflmao! Naw, I was sure it was stable. :-P
It ended, we were emotional wrecks along with near everyone else in the venue. Didn't get to preview "DecemberUnderground" but it's not like anyone gave a rat's ass. *snicker* What we got instead was so much better! Not willing to let the night end, we trooped over to Virgin to kill time. Everything was bittersweet at this point because she was leaving in two days. :( I love how God kept giving us signs that everything would be alright. We found something in Virgin we hadn't even known existed and I laid my greedy paws upon it in a stat fashion. Mind you, I still haven't opened it because I'm afraid it will eat my soul!!! It's the box set of Greatest Lovesongs vol. 666, Razorblade Romance (uk edition), Deep Shadows and Brilliant Highlights, Love Metal, Wicked Game (original ep), and And Love Said No...97-04...ON MOTHERFUCKING VINYL, BITCHES! Oh, yes. That was my orgasm you heard, moohaha! I didn't buy Dark Light on vinyl 'cuz I have plenty of time for that but this?!?! This currently owns my soul. Truly, there is nothing vinyl and the sounds that records make when they play; pop-hiss! Worth every penny I paid for it. Turns out the manager of the vinyl section was an obsessed HIM fan and all the cashiers knew it; the girl made it her business to get these bad boys in! And the next day? They were sold out!
And God? Before two hysterically crying girls on a train, gifted us with a random kid wearing a heartagram necklace. If you knew where I lived, you'd know that just doesn't happen! VHV is love, y'all. Better recognize!