Monsters

Ahh. So the show last night. Me and Bethany, Staple's CD Release Party, at The Basement. Sides Of The North, Forever Changed, Kids In The Way opening. And of course, STAPLE, our hardest hardcore hometown boys.

Bethany got off work late and I was at Robin McNeal's house for her birthday dinner (Happy Birthday Hobin!), so we didn't get there till 45 minutes after doors. Thanks to Katrina we were quite wet by the time we got inside, where some happy but cool guys attempted to draw Sharpie Xs on our soggy hands. So I never really dried off, because by the time the rain might have dried, I was sweating, but who cares? I didn't have time to change cause we were running so late, so I ended up just wearing my skirts, which kind of sucked because I didn't get to mosh. They had a funny little pit, but still. It's Staple.

Okay, so when we arrived we'd already missed Sides Of The North, and Forever Changed was just starting their soundcheck. I don't like either of these bands, so I didn't care. Bethany actually ended up buying Forever Changed's CD. Anyway, it was funny because from where we started out standing (on the right side where we saw William during June, Crystal) there was this massive column blcoking most of our view. I could see a guitarist, half of a bassist, and a little of a drummer. It took me about two songs to realize none of these guys were singing, and that there had to be a whole other guy behind the column doing the lead vocals. The only thing I saw of him during their entire show was I saw his guitar headstock once.

Their show was alright. Nothing special. Typical RadioU light rock band.

So, while Kids In The Way was setting up, we poked around trying to find a better spot, and ended up on the left side, right on the bar surrounding the pit......and right in front of a speaker. I didn't realize exactly what this meant until KITW ripped open the show with Apparitions Of Melody. "Oh gosh. My hearing's going to be gone tomorrow." However we could see alot better. Everytime one of the guys screamed I could feel my eardrums moving. Halfway through Staple's set, I could hear my ears ringing above the music.

Dave's pretty hardcore. His hair's alot better now. But then he had to go and say this: Something along the lines of how all the women there were beautiful and deserve to be respected and "deserve to be a precious jewel worn in the crown of a king." Where is he going with this? I'm wondering. Then he goes, "And men, we are those kings." My jaw dropped slightly. What?! Can we say chauvinism? I couldn't believe he said that. So, needless to say, that noticably lowered my opinion of him. Plus, he's not very nice.

But let's not think about that. So, who's next but STAPLE! They opened with DVD, it was awesome. They played alot of stuff off the new album, which I bought post-show at the exclusive party price of 8 bucks. Umm, they didn't play Fists Afire, which I thought was strange and which certainly disappointed the kid next to me yelling for it. They did play Remember Sammy Jankis which made folks happy, Gavels from Gunbarrels, Do or Die, The Best of Times, Honor and Integrity, Sound of Silence, and for their encore they did yay! my song, Pop! In case you were wondering, that's where I get the name and URL for my blog. ("Tell me the lies, I want your sincere lies. Base them all on how I feel. Tell me the lies, only if they're sincere lies. I'll still know that they are real.") Anyway, it was wonderfully fun and screaming is so fantastic. Darin's got some awesome stances and he does that thing with his eyes, I love it. =D

Bands always say they love their fans and they're glad they got to play the show, and you can tell they're just saying that, but when these guys said it last night, they really meant it. You could tell. I mean come on, we're about the only fans they've got =D, minus some people in their hometownhometown in Michigan. They thanked everyone about a million times. So that was cool of them. They're having a couple more release parties in Michigan, and actually one at Joe's Java too, which is weird, but ours was the first, because we're Columbus and we're RadioU, and they love us! Plus, they live here. =P

Afterwards we picked up our CDs (the Forever Changed guys had this AWESOME cell-phone-credit-card-machine-receipt-printer-thingy which had me rapt for three solid minutes, at least) and stayed a couple more minutes because Blindside's Sleepwalking came on the radio, and we watched three of the KITW guys do these hilarious imitations of Christian to it, it was SO funny. I would have never thought of it myself, but they nailed him, it was great. =D

Then we booked it outta there since I have some crappy midnight curfew, and Trev wasn't at Steak N Shake =P so we went straight home, making it in the door just in time.

I couldn't hear anyone today, it was great! =D I love loud, it was painful but it was awesome!

I had such a great time at that show, and my ears are still ringing right now, but is it sad that the highlight of my night was the portable credit card machine and those guys doing the Christian imitations?

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Now you have experienced a little of what is going on inside my head right now.

I just got back from the Staple Cd Release Party. It was quite good. Kids In The Way opened for them and I was standing less than one arm's length from one of only four speakers in the entire club, throughout both of their sets, which explains why I couldn't understand most of what Bethany was saying on the way home. I could hear her talking but she sounded very far away and muffled. =D

Now, am I awesome, or am I just awesome? I was self-surprisingly normal all day, and on returning home from the show I walked in the door at exactly 12:00 midnight (crappy, new, super-early curfew).

What can I saying? I'm amazing.

=P

More detailed report coming tomorrow. I've got to throw some stuff in a backpack and hit the sack. Goodnight!

::grin::

Okay, you know the part in that new Copeland song You Love To Sing: "Sing with your head up, with your eyes closed, not because you love the song, because you love to sing" ?

Well, I went from singing (because I loved the song) the soft mellow-y part in Don't Slow Down, where he says all sweet and convicted, "You can take everything I have, just don't leave my side, no. Don't leave my side. You can take everything I have, just don't leave my side, no. Don't leave my side." to the You Love To Sing bit, in seconds flat.

I'm probably not making the least bit of sense here, but what I mean to say is,

I LOVE Blindside!

With Notes, Coconut and Middle Schooler In Hand...

Okay, so I knew that Bill Wyman (ex-bass player for the Rolling Stones) had been married to a teenager when he was around fifty. However, it turned out to be much worse that I had originally thought. I figured she was probably 19, you know almost twenty, he was in his late forties, and since he was a rock star, a Stone, yeah that was weird, but still. Expected.

She was 18 when they got married, but guess how old she was when they first started going out, when they first met? Bill was 48. Old. At the crest of the hill and going down. She was thirteen.

When Crystal told me I didn't even know what to say. For awhile. Thirteen! Isn't that sick? And her mother knew! And didn't care! That girl, that baby, had been going to clubs and bars since she was 11. That's so wrong.

That's so disturbing and mind-boggling. What did they talk about? What would a 7th grader and a 50 year old man have to talk about? THAT IS SO SICK!

Oh dear. Bill is a pedophile.

On Returning Home

Okay. So I actually suck worse than anyone. Oops.

We all knew that anyway, though.

So, I have returned from Nashville. I'm assuming none of you even knew I was there, but.... now you know. Crystal and I left on Wednesday, my parents came down late Saturday night, and I rode back with them today. That leaves Crystal in a small, one-story house on Knox Avenue with two obnoxious, giggly, decidely idiotic roomates as well as a self-absorbed one who talks alot.

Umm, let's see. My seventeenth birthday was on Tuesday. My only plan made for the day got cancelled. Next Tuesday (not tomorrow), what will show up in stores but A BIGGER BANG, the Stones' first all new full-length since the early nineties!!!! ::jumps around and is excited::

I have lots more Stone-y information I could share with you all (= roughly 4 people), but I am too sleepy to express my emotions on that (I need a steadfast and true savior to come to my emotional rescue, HAHA, excuse the wretched pun). Plus, none of you care. You also have some altogether nasty things to say about my beloved Mick Jagger that are not completely unlike things you have to say about Michael Jackson. Soooo that's the end of today's report.

I spent twelve hours on the road today with my parents and seven year old sister. (No, it only actually takes 7 hours to get to here from Nashville.) I deserve a medal.

That's all I have to say.

Gagging

Can't breathe.

You don't care though, so why bother saying?

"I care."

*shrugs* Whatever. Just shut up and go away, leave me alone. I'm so sick of your unspoken lies, so silent and empty anyway.

If I SCREAMED, would any of you look up?

Don't answer that. I don't want to have to hear you say "No," or the lies, the lies.

Sad Things-
Eric Burdon
pathetic Friday night

Me: "*bursts into laughter* He's crying!"

Crystal: "The Phantom's gonna have a cow."

Weird Things- The Kid

Pictures!!!

I decided I hadn't posted any pictures in awhile, so it's time for a picture fest. Plus, I don't think anyone has seen any pictures of me with no hair yet.


At Steak N Shake after the Mae/Academy Is show in May. I'm wearing that wretched jacket that I refuse to wear any longer, and looking like a total prep. If you only knew how short that skirt is. It only comes down to about where the space between the 2nd and 3rd lines is, if even. Ick.


Crystal sitting by the pool in front of the Capitol Building in DC, looking like Jenny from Forrest Gump, earlier this year. She'd be such a hippie, if it weren't for the whole fake nice, very clean, wearing lots of black part.


My 7 year old sister, Julie. Wearing a Steak N Shake hat. My mom dresses her in the most awful clothes. She could be so cute.


Look, my hair is still long! Visiting Crystal in VA. It doesn't look too bad, minus the fact that I look very annoyed.


We all dressed up like emo kids and went to the mall to act loud and obnoxious. Heh. (I don't normally do that sort of thing.) This is me acting like an idiot with one of the store mannequins (obviously).


I accidentally stepped on Robin's toe so she made me give her a piggyback ride all the way to the check-out line, in WalMart a couple months ago. :)


Me and Robin again, still in WalMart, posing with several exquisite pieces of artwork. :P


Uhhh... Crystal took this of me and Julie sitting on her floor. I guess it's supposed to be.... I don't know.

I'm still planning on doing the Blindside post. I know, I know.......

I <3 The Great Depression