the H.I.M. concert
May. 20th, 2006 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cornerofmadness I head to Columbus to maybe see a Goth.-metal band, with my friends from Boston, Flippy and D. I don’t actually have tickets because I’ve not been feeling well and was afraid I’d have to cancel out. That and Ticket master’s 10$ worth of surcharges. I didn’t really care. I was going more to see my friends since I’m just getting into H.I.M. and I’m not going to cry if I miss the show. It’s a general admission venue so I know I’ll be standing in line so of course it begins to rain the moment I leave the apartment. On the way there I see a mini Cooper I would kill for, base colored grape tie-dyed blue, yellow and red all over the car resolving into hearts on the door. So cute.
I get to Columbus with plenty of time to spare. That’s when things go horribly wrong time wise. The directions I got off line suck. Keep in mind I knew Columbus like the back of my hand but much of where we were going wasn’t built until after I moved and it’s downtown where I rarely went. Turns out the directions dump me one block north of where I needed to be. This is all one way streets in this area. Ugh. 45 minutes later, still trying to work my way back sans map and using decade old memory of the city, I call and say where the hell is the hotel? I can get to the venue just tell me where the hotel is so I can see it in daylight and don’t wait for me. Go get in line.
I see where the hotel is so I can get back to it after the show. I go meet them at the venue and get my ticket and go line up with every Goth in Ohio standing on the sidewalk in a sort of crappy but renovate side of town. I find Flippy and D and they’re with Flippy’s friend![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alltra who is very cool (waves). So we’re in line for about 2 hours where we trade stories including a hysterical one from alltra. We’re a little put out because they won’t let anyone in to pee and worse D is handicapped. Flippy and D go to a lot of concerts and usually they’ll allow D in early to accommodate her handicap (in fact I plan on writing a letter to the editor about this since this place had NO handicapped facilities period). Nothing like making the handicapped stand on a city sidewalk for hours.
D. Has a good sense of humor about it at any rate. Better than I would have had. I haven’t seen them in 6 years so we were content with catching up and getting to knowalltra who’s a Fullmetal Alchemist fan too so way cool. We’re also watched the Goth crowd because let’s face it, we’re fun to stare at. Finally we get in and they will only let ONE person in with D in the handicapped area which is nothing more than folding chairs. WTF? I’m now regretting that I’m too stubborn to accept my handicapped tag (with two destroyed ankles, two screwed knees, one messed up hip and arthritis running the length of my spine I qualify) because this venue has NO SEATS. NONE except for a single ring of reserved ones in the balcony. This is fine when you’re 15. When you’re 30-something this is far less cool.
alltra and I get a good spot just behind the rail of the mosh pit (I’m betting this place was a night club they coopted) the place fills with over 3000 Goths. One of the little kids behind me (and let me say this place is filled with pale, skinny boys, I’m in hormonal heaven) says, ‘isn’t this breaking the fire codes? I’ll be trampled.’ My thought, ‘sweetpea, you’re 5'3" and weight 90 pounds, it’s a dead cert you’ll be gone. If you were legal age, I’d carry you to safety but since you’re not, c’est la vie.’ It’s miserably hot and people are touching me. I don’t do well when people touch me.
Finally the opening act begins. Aiden, they in a word sucked. There is more to music than being able to whirl your guitars around your bean pole bodies and twirling the mic like a maniac. I couldn’t tell if the lead singer had any vocal talent because the band drowned him out. It was far more wanna-be punk than anything else and with songs like ‘Burn Your Friends’ who cares that the lyrics were incompressible? And him encouraging the crowd surfing...I’m surprised the security didn’t just snap him in two. How many girls did he want to bust open their fool heads anyhow? I saw at least two get carted off.
By now I’m in severe pain and my knee is buckling because the bad disc in my back is pinched off the nerve. If I had known (none of us did) that this place had no seats I would have gone out somewhere else and just met them all at the hotel. Finally Aiden leaves and they take a ridiculous amount of time setting up for H.I.M. In fact there’s a half hour period where there was no action on stage at all. I almost leave before H.I.M. gets there.
At least I’m having fun bantering back and forth withalltra about the crowds and whining about the pain and the long delays and what have you. The crowd was rude. To one side of me were little fan girls who wanted to cut in front of me and the guy in front of me but at least they ASKED (and were shut down). There was one girl and her boyfriend who tried to push in front of me. I just gave her a look and she turned pale and said ‘I’m NOT taking her spot.’ Yeah bitch that’s right you’re not. At least THREE sets of men tried it to and I shut all of them down. I’ve never seen fan boys like this. Girls yes, boys no.
FINALLY H.I.M. shows up and starts. They’re good. I really do like them. I’m in so much pain I can’t appreciate it but they are good. In fact I’m so hot I think I’m going to self combust at this point. I want to just leave but I wanted to getalltra some pictures with my digital since it has good zoom qualities. The damn thing didn’t work (I found out later when I could see what I was doing that something had gotten switched and that’s why). I only made it through a few songs before I just couldn’t take any more. I thought I was going to pass out. I finally had to go but at least I got to hear one of my favorite songs by them. And I got to see that he smokes non-stop. I’ve seen a lot of concerts but never have I seen anyone smoke so much. I could handle that. His spitting on the floor a lot grossed me out.
The staff won’t let me over to Flippy and D so I can tell them WHY I left (I didn’t want them to worry). I’m trying to tell him why I’m going and what I want to do and he STILL refuses. Dick. I leave. I get to the hotel and it’s lovely. I get there just in time to watch the Without a Trace finale and I get to sit and write so I was happy enough. Everyone gets back including [Bad username or site: ”alltra” @ livejournal.com] ‘s roomie who was late to the concert. H.I.M. played for two hours so my friends really got their money’s worth so that was cool.
Flippy and I trade birthday gifts (hers late mine early) She got me a FMA messenger bag (so cool) a cd and a chan keychain of Roy so I was all excited. We all convene inalltra ‘s room to get dinner delivered...at nearly 2 AM. It was actually surprisingly good. The downtown doubletree hotel was lovely accommodations except for the fact that the heavy curtains weren’t movable. You could only close the SHEERS. WTF? That was miserable come morning.
Didn’t get to bed until after 3:30AM and woke up with a blinding headache at 7:30. I really never did get back to sleep. Flippy and I talked manga in the morning and D and I talked shopping. We worked in both during the day, hit the Barnes and Nobles to spend lots of money on magic beans manga and then we hit the malls with alltra and her roomie. Oh and we did hit that Max and Erma’s too. Ummmm watermelon lemonade. I’m ready to drive back to Columbus just for that
After raiding the Hot Topics, I realize it’s six in the evening so I take my leave and head for home. It was fun. Today I have the worst sore throat. I’m the biggest baby about sore throats. I’d rather be puking my guts inside out than have a sore throat. Whimpers.
I get to Columbus with plenty of time to spare. That’s when things go horribly wrong time wise. The directions I got off line suck. Keep in mind I knew Columbus like the back of my hand but much of where we were going wasn’t built until after I moved and it’s downtown where I rarely went. Turns out the directions dump me one block north of where I needed to be. This is all one way streets in this area. Ugh. 45 minutes later, still trying to work my way back sans map and using decade old memory of the city, I call and say where the hell is the hotel? I can get to the venue just tell me where the hotel is so I can see it in daylight and don’t wait for me. Go get in line.
I see where the hotel is so I can get back to it after the show. I go meet them at the venue and get my ticket and go line up with every Goth in Ohio standing on the sidewalk in a sort of crappy but renovate side of town. I find Flippy and D and they’re with Flippy’s friend
alltra who is very cool (waves). So we’re in line for about 2 hours where we trade stories including a hysterical one from alltra. We’re a little put out because they won’t let anyone in to pee and worse D is handicapped. Flippy and D go to a lot of concerts and usually they’ll allow D in early to accommodate her handicap (in fact I plan on writing a letter to the editor about this since this place had NO handicapped facilities period). Nothing like making the handicapped stand on a city sidewalk for hours.D. Has a good sense of humor about it at any rate. Better than I would have had. I haven’t seen them in 6 years so we were content with catching up and getting to know
alltra who’s a Fullmetal Alchemist fan too so way cool. We’re also watched the Goth crowd because let’s face it, we’re fun to stare at. Finally we get in and they will only let ONE person in with D in the handicapped area which is nothing more than folding chairs. WTF? I’m now regretting that I’m too stubborn to accept my handicapped tag (with two destroyed ankles, two screwed knees, one messed up hip and arthritis running the length of my spine I qualify) because this venue has NO SEATS. NONE except for a single ring of reserved ones in the balcony. This is fine when you’re 15. When you’re 30-something this is far less cool.alltra and I get a good spot just behind the rail of the mosh pit (I’m betting this place was a night club they coopted) the place fills with over 3000 Goths. One of the little kids behind me (and let me say this place is filled with pale, skinny boys, I’m in hormonal heaven) says, ‘isn’t this breaking the fire codes? I’ll be trampled.’ My thought, ‘sweetpea, you’re 5'3" and weight 90 pounds, it’s a dead cert you’ll be gone. If you were legal age, I’d carry you to safety but since you’re not, c’est la vie.’ It’s miserably hot and people are touching me. I don’t do well when people touch me.Finally the opening act begins. Aiden, they in a word sucked. There is more to music than being able to whirl your guitars around your bean pole bodies and twirling the mic like a maniac. I couldn’t tell if the lead singer had any vocal talent because the band drowned him out. It was far more wanna-be punk than anything else and with songs like ‘Burn Your Friends’ who cares that the lyrics were incompressible? And him encouraging the crowd surfing...I’m surprised the security didn’t just snap him in two. How many girls did he want to bust open their fool heads anyhow? I saw at least two get carted off.
By now I’m in severe pain and my knee is buckling because the bad disc in my back is pinched off the nerve. If I had known (none of us did) that this place had no seats I would have gone out somewhere else and just met them all at the hotel. Finally Aiden leaves and they take a ridiculous amount of time setting up for H.I.M. In fact there’s a half hour period where there was no action on stage at all. I almost leave before H.I.M. gets there.
At least I’m having fun bantering back and forth with
alltra about the crowds and whining about the pain and the long delays and what have you. The crowd was rude. To one side of me were little fan girls who wanted to cut in front of me and the guy in front of me but at least they ASKED (and were shut down). There was one girl and her boyfriend who tried to push in front of me. I just gave her a look and she turned pale and said ‘I’m NOT taking her spot.’ Yeah bitch that’s right you’re not. At least THREE sets of men tried it to and I shut all of them down. I’ve never seen fan boys like this. Girls yes, boys no. FINALLY H.I.M. shows up and starts. They’re good. I really do like them. I’m in so much pain I can’t appreciate it but they are good. In fact I’m so hot I think I’m going to self combust at this point. I want to just leave but I wanted to get
alltra some pictures with my digital since it has good zoom qualities. The damn thing didn’t work (I found out later when I could see what I was doing that something had gotten switched and that’s why). I only made it through a few songs before I just couldn’t take any more. I thought I was going to pass out. I finally had to go but at least I got to hear one of my favorite songs by them. And I got to see that he smokes non-stop. I’ve seen a lot of concerts but never have I seen anyone smoke so much. I could handle that. His spitting on the floor a lot grossed me out.The staff won’t let me over to Flippy and D so I can tell them WHY I left (I didn’t want them to worry). I’m trying to tell him why I’m going and what I want to do and he STILL refuses. Dick. I leave. I get to the hotel and it’s lovely. I get there just in time to watch the Without a Trace finale and I get to sit and write so I was happy enough. Everyone gets back including [Bad username or site: ”alltra” @ livejournal.com] ‘s roomie who was late to the concert. H.I.M. played for two hours so my friends really got their money’s worth so that was cool.
Flippy and I trade birthday gifts (hers late mine early) She got me a FMA messenger bag (so cool) a cd and a chan keychain of Roy so I was all excited. We all convene in
alltra ‘s room to get dinner delivered...at nearly 2 AM. It was actually surprisingly good. The downtown doubletree hotel was lovely accommodations except for the fact that the heavy curtains weren’t movable. You could only close the SHEERS. WTF? That was miserable come morning.Didn’t get to bed until after 3:30AM and woke up with a blinding headache at 7:30. I really never did get back to sleep. Flippy and I talked manga in the morning and D and I talked shopping. We worked in both during the day, hit the Barnes and Nobles to spend lots of money on
alltra and her roomie. Oh and we did hit that Max and Erma’s too. Ummmm watermelon lemonade. I’m ready to drive back to Columbus just for thatAfter raiding the Hot Topics, I realize it’s six in the evening so I take my leave and head for home. It was fun. Today I have the worst sore throat. I’m the biggest baby about sore throats. I’d rather be puking my guts inside out than have a sore throat. Whimpers.
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