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Tuesday, Nov. 19, 2002 - 1:09 p.m. but back to last night. oh god, just thinking about the events makes my head hurt. on that note, let me just say before i left work to go to this concert, my head was killing me. i'm talking it felt like someone had knocked me in the head w/ a damn bat or something. it was almost in the middle of my forehead, but above my left eye. well, when we got to the concert, i just knew my head was going to crack open or something. i envisioned a replay of athena springing forth from zeus' head. no such luck, although i did wish for someone to bust in and shoot me in the head to take me out of my misery. honestly, i would rather have been at a damn michael bolton concert than here. yes, you heard me right, MICHAEL BOLTON! but back to my head, after the concert, i didn't feel anything. no headache. i get home and look in the mirror and my head looks kinda weird, but i was too tired and sleepy to really take notice. i get up this morning for work and after i put my contacts on, i notice i have these 4 pimples/bumps, whatever you want to call them. they are right in the exact same spot where that my head was hurting, but there was no more pain. my head has been hurting again for the past few hours, but i just took some ibuprofen w/ caffeine hoping to make it kick in faster. i think it's working. i'm more concerned w/ the constellation on my forehead. i blame it on that damn concert! concert, concert, yes, that's what i was talking about before i got sidetracked. alright, i have never been to ziggys, which is where the concert took place. um, it's a big ol barn, pretty much. i was so not impressed. i would have rather been at the cat's cradle in chapel hill and i ain't going back there. i see the ritz in raleigh is the only place for me. so, we're standing in line to go in. the show is supposed to start at 7:30p.m. they didn't even open the doors until then. the guy is going through 'X'-ing people who are 21. now, we may have been the 20-something people in line or so. i look back and i can see for a ways. cheryl and i were the only people who got wrist bands meaning we were the oldest people there. the guy didn't even check our id, he just took our word. mind you, i do look of age, but still, make me feel good or something. having learned from past 311 concerts, keep an eye out for overly rowdy people and ones drinking alcohol. you do not want to be near these people at a concert b/c they will start acting crazy and are usually the ones that start the mosh pit. we were well enough away from these people at the concert, but, as usual, they were standing right behind us in line. this is good b/c you can keep an eye on them and where they are and where you're not to go during the concert. the first band that performed was from nyc. they were okay, but not good. the second band was from oregon and they absolutely HORRIBLE!!! this is when i was like, i cannot take this crap. the crowd agreed b/c they weren't moving. he tried to get everyone to mosh, but no go. i think they were called 'KIND OF LIKE SPITTING.' after then ash came out. no one really knew who they were...except for my roommate. that was funny b/c she thought they were headlining. i was like, no saves the day is the big name here. i will say, ash was pretty alright, but all their songs sounded exactly the same. it started to rev up my headache again. they did, however, sing the one song i know of theirs. it was the theme song to the movie 'a life less ordinary.' i really like that song. this is when the crowd started to move...a little. now, anyone who has ever been in ziggy's before knows there is barely enough room to walk, let alone mosh. half of the crowd was moving, the other half was standing still. why is it that the pit always forms to the right of me? every single time. maybe b/c i am usually very close to the front and in the middle. well, it wasn't much of a pit at all. pretty pathetic, if i must say so myself. but i was not in the mood for it and neither was cheryl. she was just happy to see ash. after they performed, we got out of the front b/c i couldn't take it anymore...well, i couldn't. ash was signing autographs and cheryl wanted to make sure she got hers. i just didn't want to be in there w/ those kids anymore either. they were so annoying. i stood outside in the cold for about an hour and half. i did manage to see one guy w/ a 311 t-shirt on. yeah, we're everywhere people, so get used to it. now, while i was out there, saves the day was performing. had it not been for those annoying people inside, i would have stayed in there. i actually like them. they actually hindered the pit. remember i told you there's no room in that place? well, saves the day told them to move back so people would have room to enjoy the show and not get hurt. i was like, whoa? i heard some protests from that one! but they put on a killer show, from what i heard. they sang that song that has the cute puppets in it, 'freakish'. and they sang my song 'at your funeral.' yeah, that was good. i stood outside for so long, i was frozen. i had to come back in, and i found the bar. well, at least my wrist band had one benefit. i went over to the bar and they were out of my beer, so i got the other standby. you gotta have at least 2. i was standing by the place where they were signing autographs later, so i saw cheryl. and you know what? since there weren't many over 21 people, I WAS THE ONLY PERSON AT THE BAR!! how cool is that. i was having a good time after i got my beer. i scared the hell out of cheryl when i went up to her and started singing 'at your funeral' in her ear. finally the show lets out and ash starts singing autographs. actually, we had all seen the different bands b/c they were walking around in the crowd. no big deal. they had their table set up by the bar selling stuff and signing stuff. my roommate was all happy b/c she got their autograph. then she wanted a hug, but was scared to ask. then she gave up b/c she just knew they wouldn't acknowledg her. alright people, this was her birthday and her present from me. you know i wasn't gonna let her go home w/o getting what she wanted. she's my ace, you know. i also remembered at a 311 concert, the first time i met nick hexum, when i stood outside in 24 degree weather in a tank top for almost 2 hours, she got nick to come over and comment on my tattoo, which he loved. so it was pay back. i took her arm dragged her to the front where they were, pushed this other chick out of the way and said to the lead singer of ash, 'hey, can you give my friend a birthday hug?' he was happy to comply. then i went one step farther. i can usually tell what will spark a conversation. 'yeah, my roommate really got into your group when she was over in england.' BINGO! his eyes lit up. they talked for about 5 to 7 minutes. afterwards, he gave her another hug and a lollipop. she was almost skipping going back to the car. now, she was under the impression that traffic was going to be awful, especially getting out. on no. i had to school sistah girl on this one. i let her see that over half of the people in the concert were still there waiting for their parents to come pick them up. there were even some parents who were inside waiting on their kids. i just couldn't believe it. how times have changed. i was so glad to get home, you just don't know. i got home about midnight, so we did better than was expected. as soon as i came in the door, i immediately put on some 311. i had to hear my boys b/c i had heard nothing but ash since 4:00p.m. that evening. yes, i blared some 'do you right.' i felt 95% better. now i have to find a way to get rid of this damn constellation on my forehead and stop my right eye from twitching! i'm telling you, the next time my roommate wants me to go w/ her to a concert, i'll have to do more research. but all is well now. |
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