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I should be writing my term paper right now, but I'd rather write in here to get this out of my head and into words, and hopefully put me in a writing mood.
The concert last night was amazing. It was me, Phil, Nick, Pornstar Richard, Mike, and Brian who dips in chocolate, all driving in my mom's minivan. We got there like two hours before they opened the doors, but it was a fun time. Some drunk and high bastard got his ticket ripped up by a bouncer dude because he was burning shit and throwing stuff at cars. I saw Sean there, and he paid me back the $8 he owed me from a while back. We got in there at 6:30, ripped down some posters to keep, and then I met up with everyone else again.
In between each set, some dude dubbed Lizardman, who had shitloads of green tattoos and such all over him, did freakshow acts. At first it was just freaky, but then he got disgusting. Some acts included shoving a fork in his nostril all the way in, and then afterwards putting a drill in his nostril. After that he lifted an empty keg by his earlobes. And don't forget the guy who lifted a mini-keg by his eyelids! One of the next sets he had the guy who lifted with his eyelids throw darts at his back. Nine darts in his fucking back! And only one of them bled. Then right before Slipknot he put a beer bong tube down his nostril to his stomach, letting Gatorade, Jager, Ketchup, and some other stuff in there. Then he syphoned it out, and drank some. FROM HIS STOMACH! Yuck. I forget the order he did everything, but it was something like that.
Sworn Enemy was the first band. I saw them at Ozzfest, but they played much better last night. The energy in the show was already so intense, which is very unusual from an opener. After them was Chimaira. They kicked mondo ass. When the singer talked, he had this totally normal and calm voice, but he could scream like a motherfucker. Following them was Fear Factory, which I have never listened to before. They were a hella lot heavier, and I liked them better because the singer sung once in a while, and the guitars played more rhythm which I have a fondness for. He announced their new CD as coming out on "April 20, orrrrrrrr four twenty for all of you" as he looked amongst the cheers of the crowd. I almost crushed my kidneys against the gate, so I moved away from that. While still being crushed, I noticed this kid with blood all over his face after just hearing about someone with a bloody nose. I asked if it was real, and he said "hahahhaha yeah, that's what happens when you go like this *fakes punching self in face*". He had a shitload of pierceings all over his face, blood everywhere and dripping. Needless to say I got the fuck away from him.
Slipknot came on, I was like 4 rows of people away from the front and fearing for my life. Halfway through (SIC) I started moving back, which ended up getting me into a moshpit, banged around a bit, and pushed to the back. I enjoyed it there, though, because I had a better view (even if not as close) of the band and wasn't getting crushed. During Spit It out he had everyone get on the floor, and when he yelled Jumpthefuckup he wanted everyone to jump up. I saw this on the DVD so I knew it was going to happen, but there was so much energy actually experiencing it, it was just so amazing. When we did, I just ran into the moshpit and went nuts. This crazy feeling came over me. I immediated got taken out by some kids shoulder right into my eye, but I didnt care. It was so fun and awesome. They played some of their new stuff, some were good and some weren't as great. Although everything sounds shitty when you have two guitarists, a bassist, and three insane drummers all at the same time as loud as they can. It was well worth it.
On the way out, we chilled in the van for a bit and then drove through all the traffic. It was like import night or something, because there were tricked out cars everyone, including a crazy old Corolla with rims and shit. We pulled up next to a motorcyclist and kept yelling at him to light 'em up. He said he did "back there", but we kept bugging him. He tried, got nothing except a choked engine, and then drove away from embarassment. Pussy.
Some dudes on the other side of the road kept yelling "Fuck you!" to us, so Nick started yelling back. He had the window down, and as the other side of the road moved and we moved, they kept yelling at each other. I was checking my mirrors to make sure no one was coming out, but then one time the dude was walking up to us! I shut all the windows and we were scared shitless. The dude was right at Nick's window yelling "What? You got beef?!" And Nick just looked at him. When the guy started to leave, Nick was like no we don't have beef. Then right before I started to drive away I was like "We don't have beef, we're in a minivan!" and then busted ass getting out of there. Before finding the highway home we got McDonald's Coke which was a godsend. Nick almost got us into some racial trouble, but it's ok because he's a minority too!
The ride home was nice, <3 cruise control. I got home a little before two and passed out on my bed. Well worth it, even with the bruises (and luckily no black eye) to show for it.
The concert last night was amazing. It was me, Phil, Nick, Pornstar Richard, Mike, and Brian who dips in chocolate, all driving in my mom's minivan. We got there like two hours before they opened the doors, but it was a fun time. Some drunk and high bastard got his ticket ripped up by a bouncer dude because he was burning shit and throwing stuff at cars. I saw Sean there, and he paid me back the $8 he owed me from a while back. We got in there at 6:30, ripped down some posters to keep, and then I met up with everyone else again.
In between each set, some dude dubbed Lizardman, who had shitloads of green tattoos and such all over him, did freakshow acts. At first it was just freaky, but then he got disgusting. Some acts included shoving a fork in his nostril all the way in, and then afterwards putting a drill in his nostril. After that he lifted an empty keg by his earlobes. And don't forget the guy who lifted a mini-keg by his eyelids! One of the next sets he had the guy who lifted with his eyelids throw darts at his back. Nine darts in his fucking back! And only one of them bled. Then right before Slipknot he put a beer bong tube down his nostril to his stomach, letting Gatorade, Jager, Ketchup, and some other stuff in there. Then he syphoned it out, and drank some. FROM HIS STOMACH! Yuck. I forget the order he did everything, but it was something like that.
Sworn Enemy was the first band. I saw them at Ozzfest, but they played much better last night. The energy in the show was already so intense, which is very unusual from an opener. After them was Chimaira. They kicked mondo ass. When the singer talked, he had this totally normal and calm voice, but he could scream like a motherfucker. Following them was Fear Factory, which I have never listened to before. They were a hella lot heavier, and I liked them better because the singer sung once in a while, and the guitars played more rhythm which I have a fondness for. He announced their new CD as coming out on "April 20, orrrrrrrr four twenty for all of you" as he looked amongst the cheers of the crowd. I almost crushed my kidneys against the gate, so I moved away from that. While still being crushed, I noticed this kid with blood all over his face after just hearing about someone with a bloody nose. I asked if it was real, and he said "hahahhaha yeah, that's what happens when you go like this *fakes punching self in face*". He had a shitload of pierceings all over his face, blood everywhere and dripping. Needless to say I got the fuck away from him.
Slipknot came on, I was like 4 rows of people away from the front and fearing for my life. Halfway through (SIC) I started moving back, which ended up getting me into a moshpit, banged around a bit, and pushed to the back. I enjoyed it there, though, because I had a better view (even if not as close) of the band and wasn't getting crushed. During Spit It out he had everyone get on the floor, and when he yelled Jumpthefuckup he wanted everyone to jump up. I saw this on the DVD so I knew it was going to happen, but there was so much energy actually experiencing it, it was just so amazing. When we did, I just ran into the moshpit and went nuts. This crazy feeling came over me. I immediated got taken out by some kids shoulder right into my eye, but I didnt care. It was so fun and awesome. They played some of their new stuff, some were good and some weren't as great. Although everything sounds shitty when you have two guitarists, a bassist, and three insane drummers all at the same time as loud as they can. It was well worth it.
On the way out, we chilled in the van for a bit and then drove through all the traffic. It was like import night or something, because there were tricked out cars everyone, including a crazy old Corolla with rims and shit. We pulled up next to a motorcyclist and kept yelling at him to light 'em up. He said he did "back there", but we kept bugging him. He tried, got nothing except a choked engine, and then drove away from embarassment. Pussy.
Some dudes on the other side of the road kept yelling "Fuck you!" to us, so Nick started yelling back. He had the window down, and as the other side of the road moved and we moved, they kept yelling at each other. I was checking my mirrors to make sure no one was coming out, but then one time the dude was walking up to us! I shut all the windows and we were scared shitless. The dude was right at Nick's window yelling "What? You got beef?!" And Nick just looked at him. When the guy started to leave, Nick was like no we don't have beef. Then right before I started to drive away I was like "We don't have beef, we're in a minivan!" and then busted ass getting out of there. Before finding the highway home we got McDonald's Coke which was a godsend. Nick almost got us into some racial trouble, but it's ok because he's a minority too!
The ride home was nice, <3 cruise control. I got home a little before two and passed out on my bed. Well worth it, even with the bruises (and luckily no black eye) to show for it.