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Nov 24, 2005 11:29

so lets see...

modern life is war was about the most fun i've had at a show ever. about 8 to 10 kids were super stoked on them and we all crowded around the stage and jumped all over each other's shit. fingers were pointed, alongs were sung. i was put into a choke hold by some dude who was maybe sitting on top of my head. i got a finger in the eye during deadramones. i almost lost/had my glasses broken. the band broke their shit with 3 songs to go, including 1st and ellen. this sucked tremendously, but, it was fun while it lasted.

Man man and okkerville river were dumb as hell. man man were like some sort of rejected disney song collective. okkerville river were whiney bitches who didn't start playing until midnight. had they played at say... 9pm and for maybe 45 mintues, they would have been enjoyable. but man, fuck that band. will and john mackey were top notch though. as was pizza with kevin and mika.

the pre-converge party was fun. i don't know if it's just that the people were new to me, but it seemed like the raleigh/chapel hill "scene kids" and straight edge kids are infinetly nicer, more approachable, and more interesting than nearly all the "scene kids" i know in and from greensboro. vegan shepards pie is surprisingly good.

municipal waste fucked me up! the more i listen to them, the more i enjoy them
the red chord are kinda boring
darkest hour causes kids to fight and my glasses to break
converge makes me lose my fucking voice and ache all over
good show though. if the choice was there, i would have rather have seen modern life is war again though.

the trip to atlanta was awesome!
bush opened for u2. well, not bush exactly, but gavin rosedale's new band. they played some bush songs though, so i think it counts. everyone that came in late was confused. "was that bush? are they still around? wait, so who just played" u2 played almost all their big songs and their light/stage show was incredible. we had a huge monitor right in front of us, so we could see everything. we lost cindy's car, or more so couldn't find the right MARTA stop, so we wandered around atlanta at 1am trying to hail a cab. that didn't work, so had to call one from some hotel. the first cab the sent picked up someone else. that's retarded. so i called back and got an attitude from the girl working the phones. finally a cab arrived and took us back to our hotel. we had to leave cindy's poor little car all alone in some parking garage in atlanta. the next day we took another cab to her car and then got some really bland breakfast with hard ass biscuits. we played lotto the whole way back and didn't win a god damn thing. i'm blaming this soley on cindy for picking the wrong numbers. losing cars, wondering the streets of a strange and hostile city, bombing the shit out of lotto, and seeing the biggest band in the world with your best friend all in one weekend to cap off one the best weeks ever. you can't beat that shit, man, you can't.

now i'm sick as fuck and about to wreck a bird.
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