I will lure you into my reality
For the 2nd day in a row I drag my ass home around 2 am, go to bed at 5 am, am woken up at 12am and rush off to meet and greet people. I AM TIRED! Today a spontaneous Entwine gig happened. It was the first time I saw them and they even played my favourite song. Great performance, great vocals, great music. I might've liked it even more if I was a fan. That is except for the fact that Mika Tauriainen looks like he ran away from a gypsy camp and/or stole Andy McCoy's wardrobe.
Makes it 3 gigs this week, 2 of which were totally unplanned. And I didn't pay a penny for any of those gigs! Ahh!
I know the previous post must have sounded a bit...too much.. :P But what the hell! It is not my fault that whenever I see this man, my brain is in my panties. I can't even explain it, but there was not a single sensible thought in my head. I have spent the whole gig looking at him with the most pervy smile I could put on, sending mental messages of a certain content :D I wouldn't notice anything around and repeat the lyrics of the songs automatically, without paying attention to anything around me. I got in and out of this trance when I had to say something to my friend. I think that even if he was playing the most terrible shit, I still wouldn't notice it and just stare. Gosh, Finland is full of very hot musicians, but none of them would make such an impression on me, not even a horde of Holopainens. This is really sick.
I know I have to get to him somehow and the odds of this are more real than any of you can imagine. But then again, I think to myself, that once I get to him, what will I do with him? My principles definitely wouldn't allow me to do things to him, because he is a father, a married man and this is something I cannot step over. But maybe just the fact of flirting with him will be enough for me.
I am not sure if I will ever be able to write a sensible review of a Poisonblack gig, without telling how horny Laihiala made me once again. But if I try to put wet panties aside, I would say.... The sound sucked pretty often, but that was more Nosturi's fault. Laihiala could've dyed his hair before the gig, he had probably about 5 cm of blonde hair at his roots %( But they did preform great, his voice sounded really nice, compared to some other times.
I also had quite an uncomfortable feeling of being blocked in the crowd. Thanks to my 177cm, usually, when it gets too hot, I can still grasp some fresh air just by keeping my head up, because most people around me are a bit shorter. But this time it somehow happened that most people around me were either my height or even taller. I really felt blocked. Two people in front of me were trying to break my face by shaking their fists and a guy behind me was trying to break my shoulder by headbanging.
But hell... I am willing to put up with all of this and even more for this man.
I can't get out of this state for the 2nd day already >__
Makes it 3 gigs this week, 2 of which were totally unplanned. And I didn't pay a penny for any of those gigs! Ahh!
I know the previous post must have sounded a bit...too much.. :P But what the hell! It is not my fault that whenever I see this man, my brain is in my panties. I can't even explain it, but there was not a single sensible thought in my head. I have spent the whole gig looking at him with the most pervy smile I could put on, sending mental messages of a certain content :D I wouldn't notice anything around and repeat the lyrics of the songs automatically, without paying attention to anything around me. I got in and out of this trance when I had to say something to my friend. I think that even if he was playing the most terrible shit, I still wouldn't notice it and just stare. Gosh, Finland is full of very hot musicians, but none of them would make such an impression on me, not even a horde of Holopainens. This is really sick.
I know I have to get to him somehow and the odds of this are more real than any of you can imagine. But then again, I think to myself, that once I get to him, what will I do with him? My principles definitely wouldn't allow me to do things to him, because he is a father, a married man and this is something I cannot step over. But maybe just the fact of flirting with him will be enough for me.
I am not sure if I will ever be able to write a sensible review of a Poisonblack gig, without telling how horny Laihiala made me once again. But if I try to put wet panties aside, I would say.... The sound sucked pretty often, but that was more Nosturi's fault. Laihiala could've dyed his hair before the gig, he had probably about 5 cm of blonde hair at his roots %( But they did preform great, his voice sounded really nice, compared to some other times.
I also had quite an uncomfortable feeling of being blocked in the crowd. Thanks to my 177cm, usually, when it gets too hot, I can still grasp some fresh air just by keeping my head up, because most people around me are a bit shorter. But this time it somehow happened that most people around me were either my height or even taller. I really felt blocked. Two people in front of me were trying to break my face by shaking their fists and a guy behind me was trying to break my shoulder by headbanging.
But hell... I am willing to put up with all of this and even more for this man.
I can't get out of this state for the 2nd day already >__