Friday, November 03, 2006
or
DAD?!
The Placebo concert really fucking rocked. Here is a cell phone picture of Brian (left) and Stefan (right).
1. The venue itself was extremely intimate. My entourage showed up early enough that we were able to secure standing room about 2 rows back from the stage. I had a very clear and up-close view the entire time.
2. She Wants Revenge is pretty bad-ass. Their lights were the best I have EVER seen at a concert. They had, at various intervals around the stage, a few panels affixed with what appeared to be superbright multicolored LEDs. The LEDs would flicker on and off in time to the music, creating directional color saturation that contrasted with the lights rigged above the stage. Am I making any sense? Imagine the lead singer with lime green on the left, acid pink on the right, strobe above, and it suddenly . . . well, you just had to be there.
3. The lead singer for She Wants Revenge looked a LOT like Zack's dad. We knew it couldn't be, but it was still eerie.
4. Corey and I had chocolate cake shots.
5. There were these two preppy "OMFG Sex In The City" underage bitches that elbowed and kicked their way in front of me and Corey. I responded by pretending to be a drunk-as-fuck lesbian from hell. "What's up, ladies," I said, flicking my tongue between my first and middle fingers in the universal symbol for cunnilingus. I began to grind against them with the music. When that failed, I poked one of them in the butt with my thumb. About 30 times in 2 minutes. The two girls switched places. "You know what guys," I drawled to my companions, "girls like those two, back home, they'd be dead or pregnant by age 20. GUERR-AN-TEEED." That did it.
6. When Placebo took the stage, I shed a tear of joy and almost had a spontaneous orgasm. Seriously. No, I mean it. I almost came. Take the case of Beatlemania. Women would fall down and have spontaneous orgasms the minute the fab four showed their faces. Well, the same thing happened to me. I really really REALLY fucking LOVE that band.
7. Placebo played a mean set. And my god, do they have stage presence. Brian gazes into the crowd as he sings and does a good bit of moving around. Stefan (the bassist) gazed into the crowd for most of the show. I may be crazy, but he seemed to make eye contact with me quite a number of times - probably because my hair is SO bright that you can see it from space. Once or twice, he leaned out into the fray of the crowd, attacking his bass, allowing the audience to grab and caress his spidery limbs.
8. I made eyes at a dolled-up, ponytailed, goth prettyboi. He said he liked my hair. That was kind of cool.
9. This rather officious looking guy wormed his way through the crowd. "Excuse me, coming through."
"Can I feel you up as you pass?" I asked.
"Sure, if you want to."
And so I did. And it was good.
