sharonlove

Ministry. Ahhhh, Ministry.
A friend of mine, Jason, and I traveled down to the House of Blues in Orlando yesterday for the Ministry show. Well, we looked around a bit, visiting the Virgin store, basically just trying to kill some time. Well, while browsing the isles of cd's I came across one I've been looking for, but people in Jacksonville never have it. It was Danzig's, Satan's Child! It had Cold Eternal and Five Finger Crawl on it, so I knew I was sold. That, and a cd with great belly dancing tunes on it. Well, bought they were.
After waiting in the usual line to enter, we made our way to the front of the stage and waited for PittBull Daycare to go on. Well, while bullshitting, a guy next to us started talking (and wouldn't shut up) about all the concerts that he had attended in his youth (him being 45).He went on and on about Sabbath (which I didn't mind hearing about ... really) , Van Halen, and all the usual hair metal bands of yore. He was a highschool teacher, with a northern accent (couldn't quite place it), glasses and bad breath. But hey, I really didn't complain becuase he made the time go by so much quicker.
After PittBull came on and left (finally... I was not impressed with his deep growl of a singing voice, random spitting and smacking of his head) Victor and Joe (some friends from Jax) tapped me on the shoulder.Surprise! I hadn't expected to see them. Well, after meeting some other Jacksonvillians...a couple in their twenties, a blond woman, named Erin and a drunken man with long hair named Joe, no relation to the other mentioned Joe, RevCo came on.::grins::
Man! They put on a good show. I really wasn't expecting much after PittBull Daycare, but these guys were fun! Al Joregenson was on guitar with them, turns out later (after Jason got off the phone with one of his friends) that Al used to be in the group. They had three different singers. The first, came sliding acoss the stage on his knee's, tatooed and clothing layered. He then busted out with a mega phone and did a couple of songs out of that. Next in line, was a slightly overweight guy with early ninties styled overalls. He looked like an oversized kid, but he too sang out of the mega phone. After a few more songs, another singer came to the stage dressed in a James Bond getup, he was lanky and younger than the other two. Could have been in his late twenties and (I noticed the trend..) sang/screamed out of a mega phone. After about fourty minuets, they left the stage (with a finale that included some of thier women fans. About twelve women, some really smokin' and some not so fresh came on the stage for the last song and gyrated/humped at/danced around the stage. The oversized kid had doned a fullsize penis costume and some of the girls attempted to jack it off) Silliness, really.
Well, with a brief break, Ministry came to the stage and the crowd subsequently went crazy. ::evil grin::
For basically the entire show I was pumping my fist/thrashing around, fending off random body parts of the great mass, and trying to save my ribs from getting crushed between the frenzied assembly and the railing (even as cushioned as it was). They left the stage, and then came back on for an encore. Well, I let go of the safety of the railing and let my body get lost, tossed, shoved and pushed in the great sea of people. Haha, man its so much fun. Hearing great music, and getting lost in the movement. You can let out all your aggressions, anger and tension as you wail into people and have them wail into you...heh, all in the safety of the concert. Shyeah.
I left briefly for a drink (thanks again Jason for saving me a cup!), and then dived (almost literally) into the crowd for the second and final encore. Well, as I was just dancing around, minding my own business, one of the guys who was in the big pit behind me came circling my way and said "Oh no...(hears his laughter) you're coming in!" And before I had a chance to push him off me, he slids his arm around my neck and we go skipping in the huge circle thats going counter clockwise. I did a "Oh myyy gooddd" before I shoved him off me and continued on with the crowd, because if I hadn't, I would have been trampled, and even this lil lady with her big boots would have been smashed by the bohemoths surrounding me. Once in the opened pit, I started circling with the best of them, and could not for the life of me keep the smile from my face. I was dancing with the big boys and actually holding my own. A couple of guys came raming into me at full force, and when they saw it was a girl that did NOT fall, laughed gleefully. Oh, I didn't fall on THOSE occasions, but I did trip up a couple of times. The floor being so slick and ankles going everywhere, its sometimes real hard to keep the balance. But everyone was real helpful if anyone fell. Such considerate people in such a hostile environment. What fun.
After the show, Jason and I deafly left Orlando. Luckily, he drove because I conked out within twenty minutes of the ride. The concert was a blast and Ministry did not fail in putting on a kick ass show.