I don't even KNOW where my language is right now, guys. This is not the idiom of my current book.
So, Shihad were totally awesome on Saturday night. Criminally, the Town Hall wasn't even sold out (I think it's the first time I've paid to see them and it HASN'T sold out), which was just weird, and we totally did the usual thing of saying we weren't going to get into the thick of the crowd and, um, were one person off the barrier by the end of the show. OOPS. *fails at restraint* The guys were amazing as always (and, honestly, they've lasted twenty YEARS as a band, over half that time IN New Zealand, that's virtually unprecedented, really), the crowd were INCREDIBLY high and/or drunk which was running a fine line between hilarious and infuriating, and I definitely found it somewhat unbalancing when Jon got up on the speaker stack (as he is wont to do) and I braced myself (given we were right under him) and the crowd did NOT surge forward to try and get closer. VERY WEIRD. But this is what happens when you have a largely drinking-age crowd and the main act is not on till 11.20pm. Heh.
They had the dude from Pluto on the second drum kit for a couple songs, and the drummer from one of the support acts (I forget if it was the guy from the Mint Chicks or Luger Boa, sorry) which was reaaaaaaally cool. We got Screwtop (so that's the... third time this year for me? Hee.), the Metal Song (I forget what the usual General Electric setlists were like, but I am pretty sure it's the first time I've heard that, whoo), You Again (which I just had a feeling was what we were going to get - I did yell for Deb's Nite Out a couple times but it didn't feel like a Deb's Nite Out show), and they motherfucking opened with Home Again, which I absolutely saw coming although I have no idea how or why I was seized with the notion, but there you go. Phil got up on the speakers a few times, too, and it still throws me to see him being - as I said to tshirtgirl - Mr Adventure these days when he used to just, you know, stand over there stage right and not make eye contact with anyone. It's wicked adorable though (although I miss the fro). Karl was grinning his head off as usual, and I did get a huge smile from him, though I think it was just his usual one, it's just how he is. Jon was bouncy as fuck, and also kept more clothes on than I have seen him do for a while, which will ALWAYS be amusing. :D
The Mint Chicks were very bouncy and fun - they had that Thing where you were interested even if it wasn't a song you knew particularly well. Luger Boa were decent - the frontman was certainly putting everything into it, and they had Karl on bass for the entire set (is that normal? I am all out of the loop and have no idea) which was neat, but there was a certain spark missing, I think, I dunno.
Anyhow, the upshot of it was that blue_raven and I sort of staggered out afterwards and practically crawled up the hill to where we parked (but hey, we got a free park in town on a Saturday night, which does mean I WIN AT LIFE, even if I did forget my camera) and then got home and... promptly bought tickets for the Hamilton show on Thursday night. HEE.
I feel like I had other stuff to say, but basically I spent seven HOURS doing calibrations today (seriously, I want minions. I bet Rodney doesn't have to do this kind of thing.) and my brain is friiiiiiiiiied. Two days till DOOM DESCENDETH, but at least I have Shihad immediately thereafter.
Also I watched the Inklings TV thingy with DeLeon (much better hair, dude! keep it up!) and Cash and it was kind of adorable and then I was like "oh god they're like 12" and flailed sadly, and then I reminded myself that, well. Bandom: the continuing process of drawing your lines in SMALLER AND SMALLER FONT. :D
(And side note to Court: baby Pete Townshend was totally creeping me out this morning. I am not sure WHY the 1970 demo of Affirmation was making me all !!, but it was. And thus concludeth the broadcast.)
They had the dude from Pluto on the second drum kit for a couple songs, and the drummer from one of the support acts (I forget if it was the guy from the Mint Chicks or Luger Boa, sorry) which was reaaaaaaally cool. We got Screwtop (so that's the... third time this year for me? Hee.), the Metal Song (I forget what the usual General Electric setlists were like, but I am pretty sure it's the first time I've heard that, whoo), You Again (which I just had a feeling was what we were going to get - I did yell for Deb's Nite Out a couple times but it didn't feel like a Deb's Nite Out show), and they motherfucking opened with Home Again, which I absolutely saw coming although I have no idea how or why I was seized with the notion, but there you go. Phil got up on the speakers a few times, too, and it still throws me to see him being - as I said to tshirtgirl - Mr Adventure these days when he used to just, you know, stand over there stage right and not make eye contact with anyone. It's wicked adorable though (although I miss the fro). Karl was grinning his head off as usual, and I did get a huge smile from him, though I think it was just his usual one, it's just how he is. Jon was bouncy as fuck, and also kept more clothes on than I have seen him do for a while, which will ALWAYS be amusing. :D
The Mint Chicks were very bouncy and fun - they had that Thing where you were interested even if it wasn't a song you knew particularly well. Luger Boa were decent - the frontman was certainly putting everything into it, and they had Karl on bass for the entire set (is that normal? I am all out of the loop and have no idea) which was neat, but there was a certain spark missing, I think, I dunno.
Anyhow, the upshot of it was that blue_raven and I sort of staggered out afterwards and practically crawled up the hill to where we parked (but hey, we got a free park in town on a Saturday night, which does mean I WIN AT LIFE, even if I did forget my camera) and then got home and... promptly bought tickets for the Hamilton show on Thursday night. HEE.
I feel like I had other stuff to say, but basically I spent seven HOURS doing calibrations today (seriously, I want minions. I bet Rodney doesn't have to do this kind of thing.) and my brain is friiiiiiiiiied. Two days till DOOM DESCENDETH, but at least I have Shihad immediately thereafter.
Also I watched the Inklings TV thingy with DeLeon (much better hair, dude! keep it up!) and Cash and it was kind of adorable and then I was like "oh god they're like 12" and flailed sadly, and then I reminded myself that, well. Bandom: the continuing process of drawing your lines in SMALLER AND SMALLER FONT. :D
(And side note to Court: baby Pete Townshend was totally creeping me out this morning. I am not sure WHY the 1970 demo of Affirmation was making me all !!, but it was. And thus concludeth the broadcast.)