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carvinkeeper12I went to see Mindless Self Indulgence tonight. Oh man, GREAT show. In some ways this tops the one from two years ago, although that one had a better setlist and encores.
So, I'm waiting in line, when I notice some of the same people from two years ago. I noticed them because they did the same thing they did then: one of the guys wrote "Honk if you like to fuck!" on his stomach and stood on the shoulder of the road. It was silly and a fun way to keep entertained, so this time I joined in. I think there were four or five of us at some point. I dunno, it was fun. I ended up hanging out with them for the rest of the show as nobody came with me this time.
Now, I only somke every once in a while, but tonight I had most of two cigars in line for some reason. I dunno, I felt like it. This came back to bite me in the ass. As it should have. Anyway, because of where the people I was hanging out with were standing, I ended up getting in fairly quickly and several people ahead of where I would have if I hadn't joined in the immaturity. The bag search was ridiculously thorough, and they even patted us down. I don't know why security has tightened so much, but whatever. We headed in and I declared I wanted a barrier spot. A couple of the guys said they wanted to mosh, but they'd never been on barrier so we convinced them to stay up with us. As soon as The Birthday Massacre started, people started rocking out and I got squished. It wasn't too bad at first, but then the kid beside me (Michael) got pushed out of his spot, and some chick behind me decided to cling to the barrier between me and my friend's little sister. So I was kinda twisting and trying to help Michael get back into his spot, while trying to move closer to the little sister, so I ended up with a very bony wrist digging into my ribs. Yay, fun. On top of all this people were crowd surfing, so I had to help the security guards catch them and send them off if they happened to pass over me. Michael was being nice and trying to get most of them over me so I didn't have to deal with it, but it was all good. A little ways in I think I locked my knees trying to keep my spot and stay upright. That wasn't a good idea. Near the end of TBM's set that, the wrist in my ribs and the smoke in my body overwhelmed me. I slowly faded into an almost blackout, and then threw up a little. That kinda revived me, and Michael flagged the security guards and they gave me water. So, that was an adventure. At the end of the set, when the little sister decided she needed out the security guards lifted her over me and then asked if I was sure I wanted to stay. I assured them I'd be fine now, apologized to the people around me (who assured me it was actually awesome. I dunno. I don't think I'd have been as excited if someone beside me puked at a concert. But hey, whatever.) and got in a stance that saved me during the main set.
This is longer than I wanted, so I'm gonna summarize MSI's set:
- Shirt slid up and jeans slid down and I got twisted, so my hip is now proudly raw from the metal barrier it was rubbing against.
- Had a couple crowd surfers almost throw me over the barrier as they landed on me just before security caught them.
- When Little Jimmy Urine asked for people to give him clothing after complaining about his own choice of clothes, Michael threw his awesome vest up. It landed on Jimmy who promptly dropped all the other clothes and put it on. He then added a bra and tucked a shirt down his pants and asked why the fuck we dressed him like Amy Winehouse.
- Some kid in a dinosaur costume caught the attention of the band, so they brought him up on stage and messed with him, then told him to sing when directed to one of their better known songs, "Faggot". (Yeah, for those of you not familiar with MSI...their lyircs are pretty damn offensive.) The kid didn't know the song, so Steve, Righ? (guitar) and LynZ (bass) shoved him around a little in front of the mic stand.
- Crowd surfer elbowed me in the eye. I actually wish it had been harder...I highly doubt it'll turn into anything. I got into the mentality where I kinda want one as a souvenir.
- Couldn't quite reach the strings, but Steve hopped down and was playing his guitar between the barrier and the stage, and let the people around me play it. I merely got to touch/stroke the body. It's a pretty guitar too. Michael got one of his picks and someone else got a string that broke.
After the set, Steve stayed playing his guitar laying down on stage until everyone forgot he was there. Then he stood up and hopped down off the front and came over and talked to people. I said "thanks" and asked for a hug, so he picked me up and hugged me for a long time. I love Steve. I've decided Steve is my new favorite, which I think I also said after the last time they played in Seattle. (It doesn't feel like that was two years ago...) He's such a cuddly teddy bear. I'm glad they still come out even though people are rude and demanding and expectant. I try and keep out of the pushing throng and just say thanks. I don't need autographs or pictures.
Jimmy came out second and was surrounded by the usual throng. He hammed it up fucked with everyone. A lot more people have caught onto the $1 for a kiss thing. I still think it's kinda dumb. I didn't bother trying very hard to talk to him. I'm just not pushy or fangirly enough.
Kitty was as cute as ever when she came out. Got a hug from her too.
LynZ was surrounded as well. Didn't get to talk to her before security kicked us out.
Then I gave Michael, and two of his friends a ride home so they didn't have to bus it.
Great show, and one where the pain means you're having fun. I had a lot of fun. This is why I always knew I should have been a punk rock chick. :P Nah, I just totally embrace the different mentalities that come with the different music I like.
And now I need a fucking shower and some sleep.
So, I'm waiting in line, when I notice some of the same people from two years ago. I noticed them because they did the same thing they did then: one of the guys wrote "Honk if you like to fuck!" on his stomach and stood on the shoulder of the road. It was silly and a fun way to keep entertained, so this time I joined in. I think there were four or five of us at some point. I dunno, it was fun. I ended up hanging out with them for the rest of the show as nobody came with me this time.
Now, I only somke every once in a while, but tonight I had most of two cigars in line for some reason. I dunno, I felt like it. This came back to bite me in the ass. As it should have. Anyway, because of where the people I was hanging out with were standing, I ended up getting in fairly quickly and several people ahead of where I would have if I hadn't joined in the immaturity. The bag search was ridiculously thorough, and they even patted us down. I don't know why security has tightened so much, but whatever. We headed in and I declared I wanted a barrier spot. A couple of the guys said they wanted to mosh, but they'd never been on barrier so we convinced them to stay up with us. As soon as The Birthday Massacre started, people started rocking out and I got squished. It wasn't too bad at first, but then the kid beside me (Michael) got pushed out of his spot, and some chick behind me decided to cling to the barrier between me and my friend's little sister. So I was kinda twisting and trying to help Michael get back into his spot, while trying to move closer to the little sister, so I ended up with a very bony wrist digging into my ribs. Yay, fun. On top of all this people were crowd surfing, so I had to help the security guards catch them and send them off if they happened to pass over me. Michael was being nice and trying to get most of them over me so I didn't have to deal with it, but it was all good. A little ways in I think I locked my knees trying to keep my spot and stay upright. That wasn't a good idea. Near the end of TBM's set that, the wrist in my ribs and the smoke in my body overwhelmed me. I slowly faded into an almost blackout, and then threw up a little. That kinda revived me, and Michael flagged the security guards and they gave me water. So, that was an adventure. At the end of the set, when the little sister decided she needed out the security guards lifted her over me and then asked if I was sure I wanted to stay. I assured them I'd be fine now, apologized to the people around me (who assured me it was actually awesome. I dunno. I don't think I'd have been as excited if someone beside me puked at a concert. But hey, whatever.) and got in a stance that saved me during the main set.
This is longer than I wanted, so I'm gonna summarize MSI's set:
- Shirt slid up and jeans slid down and I got twisted, so my hip is now proudly raw from the metal barrier it was rubbing against.
- Had a couple crowd surfers almost throw me over the barrier as they landed on me just before security caught them.
- When Little Jimmy Urine asked for people to give him clothing after complaining about his own choice of clothes, Michael threw his awesome vest up. It landed on Jimmy who promptly dropped all the other clothes and put it on. He then added a bra and tucked a shirt down his pants and asked why the fuck we dressed him like Amy Winehouse.
- Some kid in a dinosaur costume caught the attention of the band, so they brought him up on stage and messed with him, then told him to sing when directed to one of their better known songs, "Faggot". (Yeah, for those of you not familiar with MSI...their lyircs are pretty damn offensive.) The kid didn't know the song, so Steve, Righ? (guitar) and LynZ (bass) shoved him around a little in front of the mic stand.
- Crowd surfer elbowed me in the eye. I actually wish it had been harder...I highly doubt it'll turn into anything. I got into the mentality where I kinda want one as a souvenir.
- Couldn't quite reach the strings, but Steve hopped down and was playing his guitar between the barrier and the stage, and let the people around me play it. I merely got to touch/stroke the body. It's a pretty guitar too. Michael got one of his picks and someone else got a string that broke.
After the set, Steve stayed playing his guitar laying down on stage until everyone forgot he was there. Then he stood up and hopped down off the front and came over and talked to people. I said "thanks" and asked for a hug, so he picked me up and hugged me for a long time. I love Steve. I've decided Steve is my new favorite, which I think I also said after the last time they played in Seattle. (It doesn't feel like that was two years ago...) He's such a cuddly teddy bear. I'm glad they still come out even though people are rude and demanding and expectant. I try and keep out of the pushing throng and just say thanks. I don't need autographs or pictures.
Jimmy came out second and was surrounded by the usual throng. He hammed it up fucked with everyone. A lot more people have caught onto the $1 for a kiss thing. I still think it's kinda dumb. I didn't bother trying very hard to talk to him. I'm just not pushy or fangirly enough.
Kitty was as cute as ever when she came out. Got a hug from her too.
LynZ was surrounded as well. Didn't get to talk to her before security kicked us out.
Then I gave Michael, and two of his friends a ride home so they didn't have to bus it.
Great show, and one where the pain means you're having fun. I had a lot of fun. This is why I always knew I should have been a punk rock chick. :P Nah, I just totally embrace the different mentalities that come with the different music I like.
And now I need a fucking shower and some sleep.
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Date: 2008-05-31 01:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-01 04:34 am (UTC)There was a security guard who joined the rest up front between TBM and MSI's sets who looked a lot like you. I think I actually had to check what the tattoos he had were to make sure it wasn't you.
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Date: 2008-05-31 08:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-01 04:36 am (UTC)They're mostly playing stuff off the new album (duh) but since it hasn't arrived yet I didn't know the words to any of the new stuff, but it's always a good show. You'll have fun.
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Date: 2008-05-31 08:51 pm (UTC)