2 Years in the waiting
So I finally got to see Powerman 5000. Lauren bought me tickets, and after two years of waiting to see my favorite band due to circumstances, I got to see them.
The show was 90 minutes outside of Boston in Worcester (they pronounce Wooster. I blame laziness on not to correct people for saying Warchester and trying to explain Worcester is pronounced Wussester, so they just went "Hey, Wooster is easy and almost right."), so we had to get a hotel while there. Doors opened at 6, first band started at 7, we got there at 8.
The place was a bar, and a relatively small one. 21+ only show, and Lauren is not 21. Her fake ID also expired. She was freaking out for the last month that she wasn't going to get in and have to wait in the hotel while I stayed and enjoyed they night without her. She got in though, no second guess. The guy just made a joke about how stupid NJ ID's are.
There were 5 bands, we got in at the second Band. Eyes Sewn Shut. I always feel bad for opening bands. They really do try to get the crowd riled up, and really want people to mosh for them, but there's rarely enough people, and only I-once-played-college-football retards are drunk enough to go in, and no-one wants to mosh with a guy like that. On top of that, the band was 100% cliche Death Metal. Next band wasn't that great either. The third band I saw (4th band up), Till We Die, wasn't half bad. I might myspace them and see if it was just me being drunk.
Because once they were setting up, I realized I wanted to be drunk when I mosh. So I got a redbull, and about four shot of Jager in the 20min switch over time.
Powerman 5000 finally came out and rocked. During their second song, a fist fight broke out (some chick was wearing rings, and was going crazy, accidentally punched a guy, he tried to punch her in anger, and then people started taking sides). Spider One laughed it up, and the rest of the moshing was great. They played a lot of their old classics, which was great, but a lot of their new stuff. Spider is a lot less of an ass than his brother Rob Zombie...just like when I saw Zombie, their was some technical difficulties with the vocal volume. Instead of declaring Worcester, and all of Ma. sucking like Zombie to Eugene and Oregon, Spider just asked if we in the audience could hear, and then continued to rock.
I got one of my favorite shirts torn off in the pit. Besides the one fist fight, it was your normal awesome mosh pit. Throwing punches, taking swings, mad dashing, but also helping and making sure everyone is alright if they fall.
I got a drum head signed by the band, because its cooler than a poster, and a shirt with a bunch of 9mm. After the concert, waited around, got to shake Spider's hand and he signed my shirt (one of the guns) and talked a little. No picture, but thats because I opted out. It was an amazing night.
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Beyond concerts, life is alright. A little stressful with school, as the work is beginning to pile up. First month is down, so now teachers all feel like due dates are approaching. Little stressful, but not too bad. Couldn't get a job, probably due to hours (most of my hours are weekends, which I'd probably often have to call off for shooting movies).
I am directing one short for film 2, which will be fun. Hoping to edit a different one too, but have to interview for the job. Still got some other projects to do.
Oh yeah...I'm totally addicted to comic books again. Yay. My final project for The Arts of War (we study all art influenced by war since WWI) is going to be about how we humans need war, and I'm using Marvel comics to show that (mostly Silver Surfer's war against humans to protect humans, and Cable's recent revival of Apocalypse). Also using other things, such as War of the Worlds to show that lots of things fantasize humans only working together against a larger than human threat. Yepyep.
Hope everyone in Oregon is well. I plan to return home for Winter Vacation, which is forever and a day away, but I'm still looking forward to it.
The show was 90 minutes outside of Boston in Worcester (they pronounce Wooster. I blame laziness on not to correct people for saying Warchester and trying to explain Worcester is pronounced Wussester, so they just went "Hey, Wooster is easy and almost right."), so we had to get a hotel while there. Doors opened at 6, first band started at 7, we got there at 8.
The place was a bar, and a relatively small one. 21+ only show, and Lauren is not 21. Her fake ID also expired. She was freaking out for the last month that she wasn't going to get in and have to wait in the hotel while I stayed and enjoyed they night without her. She got in though, no second guess. The guy just made a joke about how stupid NJ ID's are.
There were 5 bands, we got in at the second Band. Eyes Sewn Shut. I always feel bad for opening bands. They really do try to get the crowd riled up, and really want people to mosh for them, but there's rarely enough people, and only I-once-played-college-football retards are drunk enough to go in, and no-one wants to mosh with a guy like that. On top of that, the band was 100% cliche Death Metal. Next band wasn't that great either. The third band I saw (4th band up), Till We Die, wasn't half bad. I might myspace them and see if it was just me being drunk.
Because once they were setting up, I realized I wanted to be drunk when I mosh. So I got a redbull, and about four shot of Jager in the 20min switch over time.
Powerman 5000 finally came out and rocked. During their second song, a fist fight broke out (some chick was wearing rings, and was going crazy, accidentally punched a guy, he tried to punch her in anger, and then people started taking sides). Spider One laughed it up, and the rest of the moshing was great. They played a lot of their old classics, which was great, but a lot of their new stuff. Spider is a lot less of an ass than his brother Rob Zombie...just like when I saw Zombie, their was some technical difficulties with the vocal volume. Instead of declaring Worcester, and all of Ma. sucking like Zombie to Eugene and Oregon, Spider just asked if we in the audience could hear, and then continued to rock.
I got one of my favorite shirts torn off in the pit. Besides the one fist fight, it was your normal awesome mosh pit. Throwing punches, taking swings, mad dashing, but also helping and making sure everyone is alright if they fall.
I got a drum head signed by the band, because its cooler than a poster, and a shirt with a bunch of 9mm. After the concert, waited around, got to shake Spider's hand and he signed my shirt (one of the guns) and talked a little. No picture, but thats because I opted out. It was an amazing night.
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Beyond concerts, life is alright. A little stressful with school, as the work is beginning to pile up. First month is down, so now teachers all feel like due dates are approaching. Little stressful, but not too bad. Couldn't get a job, probably due to hours (most of my hours are weekends, which I'd probably often have to call off for shooting movies).
I am directing one short for film 2, which will be fun. Hoping to edit a different one too, but have to interview for the job. Still got some other projects to do.
Oh yeah...I'm totally addicted to comic books again. Yay. My final project for The Arts of War (we study all art influenced by war since WWI) is going to be about how we humans need war, and I'm using Marvel comics to show that (mostly Silver Surfer's war against humans to protect humans, and Cable's recent revival of Apocalypse). Also using other things, such as War of the Worlds to show that lots of things fantasize humans only working together against a larger than human threat. Yepyep.
Hope everyone in Oregon is well. I plan to return home for Winter Vacation, which is forever and a day away, but I'm still looking forward to it.