Bands, bouncers, boozers, and blowers of air

October 5, 2011

I drove today. Getting out of my driveway was a bitch, because there was a truck blocking half of it. So, I drove through my yard and the sidewalk. Good thing it’s not landscaped. Door times were off, so we played some speed in the car. Then, it appeared that there was a ghost inside my car. There was a random thump from the back and my headlights decided to turn themselves on. We went inside so we didn’t get sacrificed to the dead. There were a lot of strange people that came out tonight, some of whom I never expected to see at such a show. Abbie :D Melissa >:( PETER! You’re alive!

Maelstroms did better than last time. I’m glad you found some real clothes. :)

Victory Heights were really good. I missed them; it’s been a long time. I really wish they played in the Springs more often. I wish there had been more crowd participation, but whatevs. The guitarist is apparently single, if anyone wants to hit that up.

Forty Fathoms is getting so srs. They even had a backdrop. A big backdrop. And they’re about to release an EP. Get stoked on it. Taylor limited his inappropriateness to just one moment, which is a little surprising, considering the crowd was older than the 15-year-old one at Sunshine Studios. 

It was a pretty typical Altars, minus like 50 people, which sucks since it was their tour kick-off show. Sorry, bros. :/ Colorado, WHERE YOU AT?! The pit was actually pretty calm. I spent zero time on my ass. It was a little disappointing, to be honest. Nonetheless, people were still scared. Girls, if you’re going to stand up front, GROW A PAIR. THIS ISN’T EVEN THAT BAD. I like Hayden. He is pretty swell. I want more Avila, plz. PLZ?! And good luck in Canada! :D

As a side note, if you’re going to be in a band in the local scene, TAKE PART in the local scene. Don’t just come to one show ever to whore yourselves out and DON’T talk shit about other bands just because they aren’t going to help you get places. If you’re going to come to a show, you be there to support the bands NOT just for “business”. Kthnx. 

There was a creepy guy hanging around outside. He said he came for a punk show. Wut. How were you misinformed, exactly? Where do you get your info? Anyway, please go home now. Once again, you are creepy.

NOBODY WANTS TO SEE YOUR BALLS, ANDREW. NOBODY. ESPECIALLY NOT ME.

September 2, 2011

While I was on the way to pick Hollie up tonight, a man ran in front of my car. I don’t know if it was a suicide attempt, or if he was just drunk or crazy, but he did succeed in scaring the shit out of me. Then, a little while later, I went to drop my brother off at the house, but he locked himself out. And he chased my car down the street. I don’t understand how we could get there an hour late and still be early. So, while we were waiting in the car, we saw an old lady approaching us from behind. I kind of thought she was a drunk homeless guy because she was staggering while she walked. And, you know, she was old, so she kind of looked like a guy. Which, I mean, I was looking in my rear view mirror and I already need glasses (proven by the MovMou incident). But, she wasn’t. Because she was actually bedazzled and had a wallet. But honestly, she was probably still kind of drunk. “We should jump her.” I mean, logical conclusion, right? Just kidding, we most definitely didn’t jump her. We’re good citizens.

Anyway, we decided to go tonight in order to maybe find some new local bands. 

The first band, Fatal Memory, was a good mainstream-radio-appropriate band. Not really my thing, but good nonetheless. They probably shouldn’t have been on this show though, because everyone there was so HXC and just came to throw down, so they insisted on being assholes for no good reason.

I have to admit, I was a little turned off by Liberator because two of their members were part of the aforementioned assholes. Really, guys? I don’t know how you do it in Denver, but down here, we’re all about broha love. The whole walk in, flip them off, shrug, and walk back out thing was pretty uncalled for. Anyway, I’ll put that aside. You guys had all the basics of hardcore down. Your Acacia Strain cover was lacking a little in the brutality department though. My face could handle it.

As The Sky Darkens had moments I really liked and then moments that I wasn’t too keen on. It was mostly the former though. You guys really overused the phrase “Get the fuck up” though. And thanks for informing us when the breakdown was. I really needed that. :) Also, there was this girl in the corner who was REALLY enthusiastic for you. Her dancing was crazy. Somebody should have filmed her and put her on youtube, cause it was pretty amusing.

Maelstorms (HAHAHA, I’m so damn funny), I mean, Maelstroms. To that one vocalist, you were dressed kind of weird. Wifebeaters are only appropriate when you’re A) sleeping, B) working out, C) working on your car, or D) beating your wife. And get this, anyone who wears a bandana is pretty much guaranteed to be an asshole. Hollie called it from the get-go. What 21+ year-old starts beating up a 16 year old kid? I’ve seriously never seen someone get dragged out in that fashion. There was a guy sitting on top of him while two others were dragging him out. You bounced back fairly quickly though. It must take a lot to act cool again after that happens to you. Anyway, overall, you guys were pretty good. I liked the chanting bit at the end of the last song. Good luck on your Sunshine show later this month; I’m sure the crowd there will be better.