seven inch nails more like...
i went to, wait stop...i fucking schlepped down to irvine last friday to go see nine inch nails and co. for what promised to be a good show. needless to say, when i finally arrived (uh, like 50 miles and about 2 hours later), i arrived about 2 acts deep into the fucking show at seven-fucking-forty-five.
yo, wassup with that homies?
isn't it illegal for rock and roll to be performed during daylight hours (with the obvious exception of an all day festival)? i mean, goth music was not meant to be played while the sun beats bright and exposes all the fat that is pushed into vinyl (that just reminds one of german hand-made sausages) alongside all the pastiness that is the trench coat maffia. that is just not right my friend. but alas, here's the problem: this is the second damn show even just this year that i've been to that has started at like seven (green day even started early).
now what the fuck does that teach the kids hey? no, c'mon. your supposed to hit the stage late, allow the grown ups to pre-game in the parking lot and end around midnight (at the very earliest). what's this over at 11 bullshit? does someone have a fucking curfew? i mean, this is rock and fucking roll people, not bed time story time. this is nine inch nails, not disney sing along at the hollywood bowl.
its absurd. and i'm not going to stand for it any longer (that is until massive attack comes into town and then maybe i might stand for it).
furthermore, this bloody concert was in irvine, at seven pm, on a FRIDAY. what the fuck? additionally, to compound matters, nin didn't play a LA show, meaning that lots of people schlepped down from LA and sat in traffic in two hours only to completely miss peaches and a good part of (oh fuck, i have no idea how the hell to spell this next band's name) bauhus (??). what bullshit. seven might be alright on a saturday night man, but on a friday when people get off work at 5pm? i think the only people that made it for peaches were fucking unemployed high schoolers who got their mom to drive them there. i mean, they might has well have played a fucking cd, because i guarantee no one was there to watch the poor girl. what a fucking insult.
and speaking of insults, i'm insulted. i mean, is rock and roll getting older and going the way of the early bird dinner special? are they gonna hand walkers out now instead of tickets? plaid pants intead of hair dye?
seven o'clock. what the fuck is that all about?
yo, wassup with that homies?
isn't it illegal for rock and roll to be performed during daylight hours (with the obvious exception of an all day festival)? i mean, goth music was not meant to be played while the sun beats bright and exposes all the fat that is pushed into vinyl (that just reminds one of german hand-made sausages) alongside all the pastiness that is the trench coat maffia. that is just not right my friend. but alas, here's the problem: this is the second damn show even just this year that i've been to that has started at like seven (green day even started early).
now what the fuck does that teach the kids hey? no, c'mon. your supposed to hit the stage late, allow the grown ups to pre-game in the parking lot and end around midnight (at the very earliest). what's this over at 11 bullshit? does someone have a fucking curfew? i mean, this is rock and fucking roll people, not bed time story time. this is nine inch nails, not disney sing along at the hollywood bowl.
its absurd. and i'm not going to stand for it any longer (that is until massive attack comes into town and then maybe i might stand for it).
furthermore, this bloody concert was in irvine, at seven pm, on a FRIDAY. what the fuck? additionally, to compound matters, nin didn't play a LA show, meaning that lots of people schlepped down from LA and sat in traffic in two hours only to completely miss peaches and a good part of (oh fuck, i have no idea how the hell to spell this next band's name) bauhus (??). what bullshit. seven might be alright on a saturday night man, but on a friday when people get off work at 5pm? i think the only people that made it for peaches were fucking unemployed high schoolers who got their mom to drive them there. i mean, they might has well have played a fucking cd, because i guarantee no one was there to watch the poor girl. what a fucking insult.
and speaking of insults, i'm insulted. i mean, is rock and roll getting older and going the way of the early bird dinner special? are they gonna hand walkers out now instead of tickets? plaid pants intead of hair dye?
seven o'clock. what the fuck is that all about?
posted by minister of hate at 12:08 AM
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