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Well it was an interesting week to be sure. My friend jade from Seattle just left yesterday after experiencing numerous delays and false starts. I felt bad for her, it was like a sequel to 'U Turn.' It was fine, though, for her to be here. I enjoyed her company emensely.
Last night saw one of the coolest yet most insanely violent concerts I have ever seen. It was Sugar Ray, a free show to which I won tickets. It was supposed to happen two weeks ago but had to be delayed due to the lead singer getting food poisoning. The show rocked but unfortunatly, because of the nature of the thing, i.e. a free show with free beer, there was a wealth of drunken frat boys and their bimbo dates trying to mosh to Sugar Ray's extremely heavy music. I have always said that when one goes to a metal show, they need not worry about the mosh pits. Heavy metal fans have what is called Mosh Hospitality, which is an ethic of behavior in the pits in which you help your fellow moshers out. Somebody falls down, they are up again in a matter of seconds. This is an ethic that is unknown and unpracticed by poser drunken frat boys. So what you have is them trying to do what they saw on the 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' video with little, if any, regard for the saftey of others. So in the middle of 'RPM,' which is of course my favorite Sugar Ray song, people were being crushed into the metal dividers between the stage and the crow to the point that the police had to threaten to close the show down. Did I mention that RPM was the first song of the set? Insane. After starting the song again and getting two seconds into it and having to stop again, Mark McGrath(the lead singer) ordered the dividers removed. The show was then able to continue. THe rest of the set included all of Sugar Ray's hits and album standouts including a version of 'Fly' dedicated to the lead singer for Snot who was a good friend of McGrath and was killed last friday in a car accident. McGrath also had an audience member onstage for some free-style rapping, another member to do their best Bruce Springstien impression and eventually led the crowd in singing happy birthday to DJ Homicide. It was, after a rocky start a great show, but one which could have been made better if we could implement Frat Boy Interment Camps. Oh well.
Well, things before Christmas are going contrary to form. Rather than being broken up with it appears that I enter the holiday with the beginning of a relationship. I spoke briefly about doing well a few weeks ago. Well I have apparently done well. Bitch of the thing being that she is exiting this fine town today and will be getting back just about when I leave town for a week. Such is life I suppose. At least I am missing someone because they are out of town rather than because they no longer want to be with me(or do and would make my life hell, thus forcing a break up) like last Christmas. Truely it is the season to be Merry.
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