I am fucking pumped. Every Reel Big Fish song I've ever heard is running through my head right now. Those fucking bastards, how dare they play such goddamn good music so close to my fucking bedtime! Why couldn't they have done what Aaron has always said they should do and just give up because i know everything sucks yeah i know everything sucks whoa-o-o i know everything sucks and this is gonna be the last time you hear me complain. If they had given up (etc., etc.), they wouldn't have lasted long enough to have a concert that I could attend, then I wouldn't have gone, wouldn't have had a fucking blast, wouldn't have gotten this adrenaline rush, and wouldn't have any problem going to bed for work tomorrow. FUCK YOU, RBF. FUCK YOU AND YOUR EXCELLENT MUSIC.
Of course, it could be worse. I could have gone out getting drunk and passing out on the floor now baby, or snorting cocaine off trombones. At least I didn't do any crowd-surfing and had the decency not to mosh, which they personally thanked me for in the encore.
"And we'd like to thank that little Asian kid over there for not moshing. Good sport."
Yeah, I wish.
Oh god ... the concert was just awesome start to finish. They opened with Trendy, and Weezle and I found ourselves screaming the lyrics in each other's faces. I haven't really heard Cheer Up or We're Not Happy 'Til You're Not Happy yet, so I didn't recognize some the songs after, but some notably awesome songs were She Has a Girlfriend Now, The Set-Up, the Take On Me cover (fuck yes), and Beer. They also played at least four different versions of SR, which was pretty much the shit. Then they closed with Sell Out and encored with The Kids Don't Like It and Thank You For Not Moshing. Fun was had by all, except, of course, for those who didn't have any, but they were few and far between.
So.
I'ma go buy Cheer Up now. ttfn
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