Well, the Melvins show fucking rocked. I got there way too early. I always get to everything way too early. This time it worked out to my advantage. Buzzo, or at least someone in the band, asked if anyone was waiting outside. There were a few of us. So we were let inside and they did what I am calling an "extended sound check". They did 4 songs (totally rocking out Blood Witch) and then said, "Thanks for hanging out, we'll be back later".
To pass the time, I played the quarter game. I was in the top 10 on Run 21 and Mystery Phraze even though I blew the last phraze (That's how it's spelled).
Finally after a bunch of waiting the lights went low and a band called Porn (not very eloquent in my opinion) came on stage. "Elvis" did some duck calls.
They did a very good double drum solo also. Well, I guess that would make that a drum duet.
Right when they were halfway done, I felt the need to shit. For some reason, whenever I go out, I feel the need to take a dump. I managed to hold it because Jackrabbits has no stall door by their toiler. No privacy whatsoever. The first time I saw Astronautalis I had to shit so bad I actually entertained the thought of shitting outside like a wild beast.
Anyway,I degress as normal. After a another wait, The Melvins came onstage. About 30 minutes into their set I didn't recognize any songs. "Did I get out too soon", I wondered. This could not be. Then, if they read my thoughts, they did Night Goat. After that, they gave me a hard on by doing Hooch and Revovle.
I found out something about my age that night. I found out that I am too skinny (and too old-let's face it) to be in "the pit". I was in the "first row" for a while. It didn't take me long to be pushed out. There were people in the crowd throwing bottles on stage. This one guy wore a biker's helmet and kept knocking it into people just to do it. A few punches were thrown. One thing is to be into the music and go with it, and there is just being an obnxious dick. Some guy broke his leg, too.
Anyway , let's get back to me. When they played Hooch. yes, I am a total dork, but I was so pleased to be singing the lyrics to one of my favorite songs at the very same time to the very same guy that was singing them.
I only managed one decent picture of King Buzzo, but it was while he was jamming out to Hooch, so it was all worthwhile.
Buzzo is all guitar, hair, and total rockage.
There was no break in between songs. No "HEYJACKSONVILLEHOWAREYA" shit. The songs just kept rolling.
Buzzo just left without any warning and the drummers kept going and then they too just walked off. Fitting ending if you ask me.
I left right after that . The thing is that I started my Jeep and the windoes were fogged up. So, I couldn't hear and I couldn't see and I wasn't very famlair to were I was since I am not from Jax. I almost fell asleep several times on the way home.
Next day edit: My heater quit working. This winter is going to suck.
To pass the time, I played the quarter game. I was in the top 10 on Run 21 and Mystery Phraze even though I blew the last phraze (That's how it's spelled).
Finally after a bunch of waiting the lights went low and a band called Porn (not very eloquent in my opinion) came on stage. "Elvis" did some duck calls.
They did a very good double drum solo also. Well, I guess that would make that a drum duet.
Right when they were halfway done, I felt the need to shit. For some reason, whenever I go out, I feel the need to take a dump. I managed to hold it because Jackrabbits has no stall door by their toiler. No privacy whatsoever. The first time I saw Astronautalis I had to shit so bad I actually entertained the thought of shitting outside like a wild beast.
Anyway,I degress as normal. After a another wait, The Melvins came onstage. About 30 minutes into their set I didn't recognize any songs. "Did I get out too soon", I wondered. This could not be. Then, if they read my thoughts, they did Night Goat. After that, they gave me a hard on by doing Hooch and Revovle.
I found out something about my age that night. I found out that I am too skinny (and too old-let's face it) to be in "the pit". I was in the "first row" for a while. It didn't take me long to be pushed out. There were people in the crowd throwing bottles on stage. This one guy wore a biker's helmet and kept knocking it into people just to do it. A few punches were thrown. One thing is to be into the music and go with it, and there is just being an obnxious dick. Some guy broke his leg, too.
Anyway , let's get back to me. When they played Hooch. yes, I am a total dork, but I was so pleased to be singing the lyrics to one of my favorite songs at the very same time to the very same guy that was singing them.
I only managed one decent picture of King Buzzo, but it was while he was jamming out to Hooch, so it was all worthwhile.
Buzzo is all guitar, hair, and total rockage.There was no break in between songs. No "HEYJACKSONVILLEHOWAREYA" shit. The songs just kept rolling.
Buzzo just left without any warning and the drummers kept going and then they too just walked off. Fitting ending if you ask me.
I left right after that . The thing is that I started my Jeep and the windoes were fogged up. So, I couldn't hear and I couldn't see and I wasn't very famlair to were I was since I am not from Jax. I almost fell asleep several times on the way home.
Next day edit: My heater quit working. This winter is going to suck.
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georgiah:
man, your life sounds way more fun than mine! 
sucks about your heater! you just need to find someone to crawl up under a bunch of blankets with and just be lazy! It always helps me out
sucks about your heater! you just need to find someone to crawl up under a bunch of blankets with and just be lazy! It always helps me out
muggan_music:
jealous!!!