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lectrix_lectiAs mentioned earlier, we went to see Th' Legendary Shack Shakers yesterday.
This is the first time ever I've been up at the barrier and been more worried about the singer than about the violent moshing going on behind my back. I have never, ever witnessed such activity onstage. Holy fucking hell. Very energetic band, aside from the aforementioned rabid singer. I'm not actually sure if I think this was a good concert - I certainly had fun, but I noted that a few meters from the stage, people weren't all that enthusiastic.
As to said singer: factor in the spitting, the snot, the almost-stepping on me and the ruffling of my hair (hopefully before he started blowing his nose with his fingers), and I stayed at the barrier for maybe half an hour before making a hasty retreat.
By that time, my knee throbbed. I don't suppose three gigs in four days is entirely recommended for shite joints.
The boyfriend bought a T-shirt, and later discovered that the merch man doubled as bass player (or the other way 'round, if you prefer).
Oh, and happy May 1st, ye prisoners of want.
This is the first time ever I've been up at the barrier and been more worried about the singer than about the violent moshing going on behind my back. I have never, ever witnessed such activity onstage. Holy fucking hell. Very energetic band, aside from the aforementioned rabid singer. I'm not actually sure if I think this was a good concert - I certainly had fun, but I noted that a few meters from the stage, people weren't all that enthusiastic.
As to said singer: factor in the spitting, the snot, the almost-stepping on me and the ruffling of my hair (hopefully before he started blowing his nose with his fingers), and I stayed at the barrier for maybe half an hour before making a hasty retreat.
By that time, my knee throbbed. I don't suppose three gigs in four days is entirely recommended for shite joints.
The boyfriend bought a T-shirt, and later discovered that the merch man doubled as bass player (or the other way 'round, if you prefer).
Oh, and happy May 1st, ye prisoners of want.
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Date: 2006-05-01 11:33 pm (UTC)Oh, the horror. Excuse me while I scrub my brain.
I'm sorry I've been so quiet lately, mother just left and I'm now wading through a pile of porn. I owe you an email as well.
My knees get stupid sometimes, just randomly giving out. Someone told me to eat bananas for them once. *shrugs* What can it hurt? M.
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Date: 2006-05-02 09:35 am (UTC)