HIM
Well, as Addison has given the analytical view, I will give the fun, fan view. =P
Well, I made it, there were quite a few times where I didn't think I'd be able to. about 30 hours without sleep, plus about a gazillion cigarette's worth of smoke making me sick to my stomach. I made it through the whole show okay. =]
The lights went dark, and Linde starts playing. for about 30 seconds....
Then finally, the lights come on, and Gas, Mige, and Burton join in. And finally (honestly, I don't even know where he came from, he was just suddenly there =/ ) Ville comes out, and even better, with a giant smile on his face, like there was no where else he'd rather be right then. Thats a great impression to give, I think. It was contagious in any case. =]
And so they opened with "Passion's Killing Floor" and continued on through many of my favorites.
I was very impressed. I always knew they were fantastic live, from watching other live videos and hearing other people's recounts from shows they had been to. But when you're actually there yourself, it is so much different.
I literally had to force myself to stay awake, having gone nearly 30 hours without sleep, but I just couldn't miss it. At one point, I had to leave our spot up front, and at least make a pit stop to the bathroom, watching the rest of the show from the back, but it was all good. It was a small theatre, and you could still see them quite well from the back, and plus, you could really see all the guys at once, without having to try and peer over people's heads.
After the show, Erica comes up to me and says, "Eddy! Eddy, come here! Is that Bam!?!" Haha, sadly, it wasn't, he was a very good look-alike (intentional) and people were calling him 'Bam' but it wasn't. And plus he sounded nothing like him. I wish I had gotten a picture of him though. When Erica pointed him out to me, he looked at us, and it would have been a bit awkward for me to pull out my camera and take a picture I think.
Before the show, Mige came out, and was signing autographs, and taking pictures and what not. I was on the phone, and I'm a bit shy =/ so I kinda...didn't run up to him or anything (even though he was 5 feet away) and just continued in the line. I kind of felt bad, like I was ignoring him or something, lol. After the show we went and were waiting a little bit by the bus. When Mige was the first one out, and he had a small group gathering around him. Then he walked by us, and I was too damned shy to ask for a picture again. v_v There were some dumbasses there who kept, almost literally plastering themselves against the bus' door, and even one girl who opened the door and went to go inside. (she didn't realize there were already security people and whatnot in there) And even one girl who....was quite....disgustingly freaky. She had one of those liberty spikes-shaved head things going on, with fishnet panty hose, shiny red leather skirt, and even better...a fish net shirt. Completely fishnet shirt. She was wearing stickers if you know what I mean.
The security guard was getting super pissed at people, which I don't blame him. I think I would have too. XD At one point, the semi was backing up to the trailer of all their equipment, and was about 10 feet away from the trailer when a couple more dumbasses decided that that was enough room to run between a moving semi and the trailer it was trying to back up to.
At one point, a car drives by, and a guy sticks his head out the window, and asks what band had played that night. I say "HIM" and show him the flier I had in my hand. And he says "Ahhh, Bam Margera's Band" I'm like "Yeah.........................." Fuckin' tard. I like Bam, I do. But I hate when people think Bam brought HIM in to existence. True, many in America didn't know about HIM before Bam advertised them. But claiming that HIM is Bam's band....come on. Be a little more ignorant.
Anyway, after a bit of excitement of that sort, I started to feel even more nauseous, and decided I couldn't wait for Ville or the others to come out. And we started to head back to the car. I walked about 10 steps and seriously felt like throwing up, so I kneeled down on the ground, ready to do so. =/ That's when Linde came out and got on the bus. (no point to the story but I thought Id share that part =] ) So after about 4 or 5 mins of sitting on the ground, I felt alright to get back up and head to the car again. I didn't actually throw up, which I was glad for. A little ways on we heard the screams that meant that Ville had finally come out, and watched as the door of the bus became a giant mob of screaming girls. Honestly, with all he has, sometimes I really feel sorry for that man. (I know what some of you are thinking at this point, and fyi, no, I would not ><) So, I finally got to the car and we headed to Jessa's, (Thank you sooooooooooo much for letting us stay!!) Where I fell asleep within half an hour of walking in the door, and when Jessa decided she wanted to take pictures of me sleeping, apparently and persuaded Addison to do the same ><
When we got up, we specifically searched around Chicago for a Long John Silvers. =] It was fun! And we did eventually find it, so it was even better. At which point we decided it was time to go home. And so we did. Got home about 7:30 last night, where I slept, had to get up at 10 to go to work, got home this morning and slept til about 3. Which brings me to this point now. =]
Rekindled
So, it has been awhile, again. But, after seeing Jessi(e?) in Chicago, I'm totally gonna do this again. Totally. First, I'll do some generic shit for myself.
1) I'm no longer dating Heather. That ended a few months ago. Painful, and I'm forever scarred. /tear and all that.
2) I'm not at Central anymore. After doing jack shit for 2 years, I decided to get out of there, and I'm at Ferris now, majoring in plastics.
3) The plastics program at ferris is for the design, manufacture, and all that shit of plastics.
4) I'm SLIGHTLY drunk right now.
So, on thursday afternoon, Amanda and I took off for the HIM concert in Chicago, and I must admit I didn't have high expectations. I don't hate HIM, but I don't adore them the way some people do. I just dig a few of their songs and figured they might be checking out. Here is the problem with heading there though, I never asked myself an important question.
Who is the opening act?
We walked in and Congress Theator is just amazing. It has a huge HUGE roof that once they fix up will look great and could be incorporated into some shows and whatnot. There were screens set up that read, "Bleed Through". I figured out that they were the opening act, and I thought, "Oh, maybe they have a my chemical romance sound, or some generic angsty sound like the plain white T's.
Oh, if only.
Out they came, and I realized right away that my ears were in for a world of hurt. It definately didn't help that I was standing right next to the speakers, and they let loose with their first song, "The guitarist and I are in a loud contest. I'm totally going to beat him". After that earsplitter was over, he let fly with, "My voice is a giant penis and I'm going to fuck you in the ears". I didn't care for that one either.
Afterwards he made an announcement that was basically, "It is an honor for us to tour with fucking HIM. It takes some big fucking balls to put a fucking band like us being the opener for them, so it just goes to show you what kind of fucking band they are."
He continued to blab, and finally said, "Now, I want to fucking make some fucking noise in this fucking bitch and fucking have all of you fuckers moshing in the first fucking rows! I WANT TO SEE THE FUCKING HORNS!!!" and began playing. He then repeated this process for every song. The highlight of them playing was when we both looked each other in the eye, and I shot daggers right at his face.
After they assaulted my ears with another 3 songs, some questions occured to me. Why did they have a keyboard player? It was a chick, so I'm assuming for the boobs. I mean, all I heard was the singer and the guitar player, and I was next to the damn speakers. Was she just their to voice the words and really bang on those keys?
Before playing a song, the singer spoke about his grandfather passing away a week earlier, and said he was going to sing for him or something. I expected a slow song, but it was really fast, and I SWEAR he was repeating, "Big whore, big whore, big whore!" over and over.
After they walked off, I realized that HIM would have to rock my socks double time to make up for this atrocity they put me through. After 30 minutes, they finally came on stage, and, wow, they did.
For those of you that turned down going to see them the past few years, I laugh in your face. It was very worth it. The best part for me was the lead guitarist who is Lindee...I think. He is pretty much Phil, with dredlocks. It was pretty badass. Though, Ville, the lead singer, was up there chain smoking after every song, which I'll admit was impressive. I mean, he smoked in some of videos and behind the scenes stuff I saw, but I didn't know he was kick ass enough to just smoke through a show.
They sounded pretty good too. I have trouble hearing Ville's voice, but everything was just done really well. Sound, lights, hell, I actually laughed at one of his jokes. I was blown away, I really didn't expect it to be that good. There is something that bothers me though.
The horns. They are sacred. You never throw them up for any ol' shmuck who can play a chord or two. Yet, that is exactly what was happening. HIM has a pretty decent collection of songs in terms of tempo and sound, but when they are singing Joy and Sorrow, which you must admit doesn't sound very metal or heavy, and there are 100 idiots around me throwing the horns, it definately hurts its value. There was one instance I actually threw them up, and it was during one of Lindee's solos. Other than that, no way. Nothing else was deserving. They are sacred, and they are being tainted and abused, and it made me sad.
After that, we went to Jess's house like thing and stayed there for the night. I did some catching up, and decided that I should totally start using woohu again.
So, I'm back!
Again.
If my comebacks to woohu were sequels, I think we would be at...lets see
Atman's Woohu: The reckoning
Anyway, I'm going to check my friends list and hopefully do something more worthy of mentioning. Oh, and drink. I still have some of that to do.
scooby doo, i love the hell out of this show.
i just heard scooby and shaggy laugh and was like "oh my god, thats exactly how i sound when i'm high"
its such a good show, its a classic you know?
but my rant here isn't about how good the old scooby doos are, its about how bad the new ones are :(
in the new ones fred is an idiot, its like holy shit fred what the fuck was that? he's not even trying to score with daphne anymore. just kinda fucked up to me.
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2007 26 October :: 2.17am
:: Mood: winding down
:: Music: billy hirt - a time for reflection
we could make sweet music together...
i had fun at lindsay's tonight. i feel like there was some good conversation. although, i'm not sure how much of it she'll recall. but that's okay. fun times were had by all.
i want to play again. lately i've had the itch so badly it hurts.
interestingly enough, tonight i didn't have the ache. i had honestly not thought about the ache until katie brought it up as i was walking her home. i didn't know how to respond at first when she said it. i take it as a sign that things are beginning to be right again. at least for us, if nothing else, which is good.
but i still feel like, in spite of that, there's still so much that isn't right for me. but i can't tell what it is or how to fix it.
'til some producer with computers fixes all my shitty tracks.
i don't know what to write about, my mind is kinda blank.
i don't really care about much anymore, to me life is boring and i need something to keep me going, i don't know what that something is yet, but i think i'll find it soon.
"maybe i just don't want a relationship at all. i like being single and flirting with everyone. i don't know... when ever i start to get close to some one it is ok at first and i am all for it and then they start doing things that just freak me out. and then i run away. hmmm.... i need to find someone perfect for me, my personality needs to match their's, i can't be in a relationship where i feel like there is so much that i just can't live up to. why is it so hard for me to meet people i am actually attracted to. this sucks. i feel like i need to have someone, but i just don't want anyone i know. i need to meet someone new. which is hard. i'll try."
at least she's always known what she needs.
i have no idea what i need. or what i want. or what i have.
