Time travelling on South West Trains
The UK observed Daylight Savings Time as of today, so the clock went from 1:59 to 3:00 am whilst we were on the train home after the Metallica concert. I'm not a big fan of getting home at 4:30 in the morning. If I'm going to be that late, I want to stay over, dammit! I promise to actually do a concert report this time - albeit probably not immediately as I have packing and shit to do - but this week for sure. However, did want to pop in and say hey, went and loved it. The cover played was Overkill and the less-expected song was The Outlaw Torn. looking_spiffy and I had been hoping for Devil's Dance but tbh, I *adore* TOT so I am equally thrilled about that. Also? We had standing tickets, aaaaand we did actually go for barrier. I'll throw in a bruise tally with my review, shall I? I can tell you right now both shoulders will go purple, though they've yet to raise. Although beelzezuk's hip trick worked like a fucking charm when I really needed some breathing space - thank you, Elz! My feet are killing me, though. Those stupid metal raised platforms that are attached to the actual barrier that the first two rows of people stand on are, I think, the WORST surface ever on which to stand for hours at a time. Anyway, I'll talk about all that later but we were standing on the side stage about three people to the side of the microphone stand, directly in front of the monitor beside Kirk's Cry Baby pedal. I could make out the facial features of the woman in James's forearm tattoo. I could read the text on Kirk's horror movie-themed guitars (Karloff in The Mummy. It comes to life!). I could see the tiny red Levi's tag on James's black jeans. *ahem* We also had a very good view of Lars's kit so really, it was a fucking ace place to stand. Unfortunately I came home empty-handed despite the assortment of stuff that was thrown in my general direction (more on that later). I briefly had a guitar pick - it landed in my hair, though, and someone who could see it plucked it out before I could grab it. Ah, well.
I'll also talk about the most obnoxious group of drunk women I think I've ever had the displeasure of being in the vicinity of, later, but did want to toss up something that I heard on the train home as it gave me a giggle:
Guy 1: Will there still be cabs in Eastleigh?
Guy 2: I think Happy Cab will still be running.
Guy 1: I don't want a happy cab. I want a shouty bloke.
Why, I do not know. But it made me laugh. And now I really, really need some sleep!
I'll also talk about the most obnoxious group of drunk women I think I've ever had the displeasure of being in the vicinity of, later, but did want to toss up something that I heard on the train home as it gave me a giggle:
Guy 1: Will there still be cabs in Eastleigh?
Guy 2: I think Happy Cab will still be running.
Guy 1: I don't want a happy cab. I want a shouty bloke.
Why, I do not know. But it made me laugh. And now I really, really need some sleep!