Oct 02, 2004 01:27
hahahaha
Me and nE-hole went to the rock against bush concert at bog-mart today. We were supposed to meet there at 7 but ended up both getting there an hour late. We saw The A.K.A.s first, followed by Midtown, Strike Anywhere, Some dude on acoustic who really rocked, and finally Anti-Flag. I had heard of but never heard any of these bands before. The A.K.A.s were pretty cool and their keyboard player was crazy hot, Midtown was awfully emo, Strike anywhere's singer looked like a white bob marley and their guitarist's voice sounded like Justin Sane. A few of the songs the acoustic dude played were a bit slower than the rest and people would hold up things like lighters, matches, cellphones, I even saw a few people set their tickets on fire and hold those up as well as a guy holding a shoe (there hadn't been much moshing yet so we're pretty sure it was his own shoe).
Then Anti-Flag came out and people started moshing but it was so crowded that you couldn't move at all because you were being squeezed from all sides. Definately not much of a mosh pit. You had to get out farther if you wanted to mosh. They played a bunch of awesome songs. Since it was so packed, the pit got extremely hot and I got dehydrated and I ended up puking, but not before I made it out of the pit, so I didn't puke on anyone. I got to one of the two stairwells and puked right at the base of it, so roughly half of the people who were at the concert were tracking my puke around. It was awesome.
But anywho, this hot girl came up to me and was like "dude, are you ok?" and I was like "BLEAGH!" right on the stairs so then she gave me a bottle of water and I fucking drained that bitch. I went and bought 2 bottles of water, one which I immediately drained and another which I drank some and took the rest back into the mosh pit with me. Then, in the pit, I saw her again(or rather she saw me because I didn't really get a good look at her to be able to recognize her) and I think she was like "Are you gonna be ok?" and then I didn't hear what I said, but then I ended up giver her some of my water, so in the end it was something of a water trade, except for that she wasn't puking and I was. Come to think of it, I'll bet she thought I was drunk off my ass. I know that's what I would think. But I wasn't- I was sober the whole time.
By this time, Anti-Flag's allotted time was up and the concert was supposed to be over, but then they decided to play 3 more songs, the last of which was a punk version of "This land" with a verse that was written for the song, but is usually left out. it went like this.
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
Afterward, ne-hole got Pat Thetic's signature and got to touch him too. I didn't though. So we were at the merchandise area lookin to buy and there was Nina Aron, keyboard player for The A.K.A.s. She was selling their CDs for $5 a piece and then subsequently autographing them. I went up to her and asked her if I bought a CD, would I be able to autograph her tits and she said no, but that she'd autograph mine. I figured that I didn't have much room to wager so I just agreed and bought the CD and then she signed my chest WITH and "XOXO!" after it (she didn't do that on any of the CDs).
This just goes to show how unbelievably sexy I really am to punk-rockers. First a hot girl (definitely very hot) actually shows concern for my personal well-being AND talks to me after recognizing me, and then the even hotter keyboard player for The A.K.A.s is giving me special treatment and obviously wants to have sex with me. NOTICE- I'm still single ladies- 2 gorgeous punk women CAN'T be wrong, it's physically impossible. So feel free to invite me to bed sometime if you're lonely, or even if you're not lonely. except you- this doesn't apply to you because you're ugly.
haha, that reminds me of this pin I bought while there that says "FUCK WAR, LET'S BANG"
so all in all, I came out with an autographed A.K.A.s CD (I went back and got it signed too), an autographed right breast, an A.K.A.s sticker, a few pins, and I puked... all over the stairs... thats gotta count for something.