tha latht cull
This is a little late, but you know what they about never. I'm a little better than that.
Last Thursday was Converge/Mastodon and it was good stuff indeed. I came down early and hit up the massively expanding organism that is Turkey Creek. Got some games at EB, and while I was at Ultimate Target I saw Josh Winstead and talked to him for a good lil' bit, and on the way out we saw the one and only Christian Cox (n/a in atlanta indian theatres). After that I went to the ol' haunts, and picked up The End's first two discs and Rosie Thomas CD from both Disc Exchange and McKay's. (I have a Mckay's within a half mile of my house down here, but it's not nearly as good).
Then I met up with Butcher and his lady at the Urban Bar and hung out for a few minutes. On the way into the show we ran into Nikki and friends, with Mat to follow. We all neglected to watch Priestess, because Kyuss was doing this crap a million times better 10 years ago. Converge was great. I got hear "concubine" and "bitter and then some" so this made the whole trip worth it. It's kinda funny to me that Converge looks pretty much the same as they always have, save a mustache here, a second guitar player there. Good stuff.
Mastodon was actually better than I thought, although I didn't watch the whole set since I needed to get back home for early class in the morning (which didn't happen by the way, teacher was sick, but oh well, what can you do?). "March of the fire ants" pretty much made this great for me, and I was surprised at how well the Blood Mountain material sounded live. These guys were pretty on fire. This is no doubt due to the homeless guitar player rubbing pure columbian 'cain on his gums prior to the set. I saw him bowing to Jake Bannon, mistaking it for a yayo induced seizure. Bad faces were made, and the bassist's thoughts were mouthed to all.
It was great seeing friends, though I couldn't find Chris to tell him bye. But I made fun of the unwilling with Mat and lil' Jen for most of the night. Nearly got puked on, and definitely smelled the hoary frosted B.O. of 3 overweight skinhead punk mavens. Also, no thanks to dancing/falling by himself guy in our section of the club. At the end of the Converge set (concubine), I realized I was old when my legs laughed at my attempt to surge through the masses to get closer to the onstage love.
Anyway, I talked on the phone the whole way home. I talked to my cousin Rocky for half the trip, Nicole sometime in the middle, and Bradshaw the rest of the way home. Thank you to all who offered me a place to stay, I appreciate it a bunch.
I also had a good weekend with my family. After my lack of classes on Friday, I went for a boatride in the Norwegian cold air of death with Nicole's dad Lynn. It was pretty fun. He was test driving his new boat before he bought it, and it was a sweet ride, even though my lips did actually fall off from the cold. Then my parents came down for the weekend, and all of us (parents, me, nicole, wally) just hung out and had a good time (I just realized I have some comics somewhere that I bought and forgot about). Pretty good week overall. I love my family, and I love my wife. (and speaking of my wife, she's gonna have to give me some valentine's presents help, because I don't have the slighest what to get)
Now I'm going to study some more, because I have a pretty rough test tomorrow. And speaking of school, by my figuring, I should be able to be done with school at either the end of this year, or the end of next year's spring semester.
Last Thursday was Converge/Mastodon and it was good stuff indeed. I came down early and hit up the massively expanding organism that is Turkey Creek. Got some games at EB, and while I was at Ultimate Target I saw Josh Winstead and talked to him for a good lil' bit, and on the way out we saw the one and only Christian Cox (n/a in atlanta indian theatres). After that I went to the ol' haunts, and picked up The End's first two discs and Rosie Thomas CD from both Disc Exchange and McKay's. (I have a Mckay's within a half mile of my house down here, but it's not nearly as good).
Then I met up with Butcher and his lady at the Urban Bar and hung out for a few minutes. On the way into the show we ran into Nikki and friends, with Mat to follow. We all neglected to watch Priestess, because Kyuss was doing this crap a million times better 10 years ago. Converge was great. I got hear "concubine" and "bitter and then some" so this made the whole trip worth it. It's kinda funny to me that Converge looks pretty much the same as they always have, save a mustache here, a second guitar player there. Good stuff.
Mastodon was actually better than I thought, although I didn't watch the whole set since I needed to get back home for early class in the morning (which didn't happen by the way, teacher was sick, but oh well, what can you do?). "March of the fire ants" pretty much made this great for me, and I was surprised at how well the Blood Mountain material sounded live. These guys were pretty on fire. This is no doubt due to the homeless guitar player rubbing pure columbian 'cain on his gums prior to the set. I saw him bowing to Jake Bannon, mistaking it for a yayo induced seizure. Bad faces were made, and the bassist's thoughts were mouthed to all.
It was great seeing friends, though I couldn't find Chris to tell him bye. But I made fun of the unwilling with Mat and lil' Jen for most of the night. Nearly got puked on, and definitely smelled the hoary frosted B.O. of 3 overweight skinhead punk mavens. Also, no thanks to dancing/falling by himself guy in our section of the club. At the end of the Converge set (concubine), I realized I was old when my legs laughed at my attempt to surge through the masses to get closer to the onstage love.
Anyway, I talked on the phone the whole way home. I talked to my cousin Rocky for half the trip, Nicole sometime in the middle, and Bradshaw the rest of the way home. Thank you to all who offered me a place to stay, I appreciate it a bunch.
I also had a good weekend with my family. After my lack of classes on Friday, I went for a boatride in the Norwegian cold air of death with Nicole's dad Lynn. It was pretty fun. He was test driving his new boat before he bought it, and it was a sweet ride, even though my lips did actually fall off from the cold. Then my parents came down for the weekend, and all of us (parents, me, nicole, wally) just hung out and had a good time (I just realized I have some comics somewhere that I bought and forgot about). Pretty good week overall. I love my family, and I love my wife. (and speaking of my wife, she's gonna have to give me some valentine's presents help, because I don't have the slighest what to get)
Now I'm going to study some more, because I have a pretty rough test tomorrow. And speaking of school, by my figuring, I should be able to be done with school at either the end of this year, or the end of next year's spring semester.