There are several things that irk me in life...
1. Word Verification on blogger. I use it to avoid spammers and it's a great tool. But somewhere in my mind I have a verification blocker. I usually type in the wrong letters at least once every four times. Irritating.
2. Being stuck with a narcissist for an inordinate amount of time with no way out (and I mean no way out). *Shudder
3. Gmail ads. I love my gmail account but I noticed recently that when I'm reading an email, ads run along the side that are related to the content of my email. I feel spied on and I don't like it.
4. Little indie kids that create "mosh pits" to bands that are really more dance oriented like oh, say Franz Ferdinand.
There are several things that I like in life...
1. Ange laying the smack down to said indie kids at the Franz Ferdinand/Death Cab for Cutie concert. Displaying all the attitude a teen could muster they said "It's called moshing" as though old gals like ourselves didn't even know what that was. I wanted to tell them what true moshing was but didn't have the energy. Ange said they could do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't bump in to her. They talked tough, but never did it again. We sensed our age there.
2. Indie kids leaving after Franz, so we could enjoy Ben Gibbard's musical goodness without the irritation.
3. Spending a week with Lisa on her spring break. (Why didn't I become a teacher?) Zion's national park better be ready for our camping extravaganza.
4. Naps on a Sunday afternoon.
The End.
Christmas in Canada
7 years ago
15 comments:
I'm verification-dyslexic. I have the same problem with that pesky verification system.
My credit card company has word verification that is so mangled I can't even make out the letters and numbers required. I have given up any hope of getting through to them online.
The word verification is usually very annoying but every so often, I laugh when it comes close to spelling a real word.
I think inappropriate moshing is a decidedly Utah occurrence. I remember being annoyed by them at concerts like The Cranberries and Catherine Wheel.
Ben Gibbard is always on the likes list. Here's a cover of Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. Kinda fuzzy in parts, not sure if that's the song of my computer.
http://s27.yousendit.com/d.aspxid=0MX4MXE2ZP6IP2AJ42426N37XD
i thought moshing died with grunge.
losers.
ansley, i have that song... it's good for a laugh. the best was hearing him sing hungry like a wolf at bumbershoot. the moshing was in reno... it wasn't even real moshing. it was the "let's bump in to each other" ugh
glad i'm not alone in my verification inability.
I heard dear Ange tell that story just the other night. She also mentioned that someone else she was with gave a kidney punch to a kid who kept slamming into her. Hm...who was it...I can't quite rememeber.
Before I go casting stones, though (and Ansley in Portland, you need to hear this as well) "moshing" is not a Utah occurance. I went to an Everclear concert at the Salem Armory with my good friends Ryan W. and Ryan S. We were having a grand ole time except that the sound was terrible and Hagfish left me wanting something that didn't stink. When Everclear came out, a rush of people came from behind me and started the inevitable pushing wave towards the front. Any hipster that has been caught in that thrust knows what I'm talking about. Well, not only did the folks around me start their cute littel slamming and pushing, people started crowd surfing. But what they were doing was not crowd surfing. It was a crowd surfing/tumble hybrid. People were doing flips and turns and all sorts of things in the air above their fellow concert goers. I watched slightly amazed at how weird it looked for people to be doing such weird things until I received an army boot in the head. One of those little rockstar wannabes nailed me a few times as he kept his little flipping body over us. I got so mad that I threw my fist straight up into his back. I had had it. I couldn't stand it. Cloked in the number of arms that were keeping this kid up, I was safe from repercussion, but my time on the floor was finished. I looked to the guy at my side and gave him the "Hey, lift me up, I want to flail above the crowd" signal, and he single-handedly lifted me up (literally, with one hand), and sent me sailing above the crowd. I finally ended up at the front, pushed out of the way by security, and found refuge in the bathroom for a few short moments. I washed my hands and arms because they were a sweaty mess and then resigned myself to the back of the auditorium in the bleacher seats to suffer through the rest of that horrible concert.
your first mistake was going to an everclear concert.
hiyo!!
c'mon, someone else was thinking it
Mr. Pulsipher, I was thinking about it as I wrote that. But, there are a lot of those types of bands that I have seen that wouldn't really help my poor attempt at indie cred anyway.
Bands that others may question:
Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Matthew Sweet
Presidents of the United States of America
AC/DC
Boston
Go ahead. Smirk as much as you would like.
um, er, uh, busted... i'll have to give ange a poke for sharing my misdeed. uh, i love tom petty... "in to the great wide open"
When I was about 6, my parents had a yard sale and let me keep a percentage of the profits from my stuff that sold. I bought two albums, Tom Petty - Damn the Torpedoes and Pat Benatar - Hit Me With Your Best Shot. I was a little rocker.
Everyone has those secret bands they love that completely shatter their facade of coolness. Assuming I had a facade of coolness to begin with, here's mine - Aerosmith and GnR.
Hi Mike Fronce! How's VA? Yes, you're right, I have seen moshing here in PDX but not as much as UT.
Ansley--
I forgot to mention KISS and Aerosmith in the bands that I have seen in concert. Some people should really just stop tourin (them and the rolling stones).
VA is great. Good people. Good food. Good diversity. I'm liking it pretty well. How are you in the Great NOrthwest? Is anybody ticked off that Ansley and I are holding personal correspondence through this blog?
yeah, mike... i am. i'm gonna block you!
actually, it just makes me look cooler with the comment counter going up and up and up.
phew.
Billy Idol. That's my guilty concert.
I can't remember which concert it was, but I kept getting stepped on by fake moshers. I finally just grabbed one of the guys as he nearly fell on me, pulled his face close and told him to back off to not step on my foot again or else. Not sure what he thought when I, in my 5 ft 4 inch frame said them, but he didn't bump into again, nor did his friends.
Mikey, how dare you say that about Hagfish! You are dead to me.
OK, just kidding. But I loved Hagfish.
Mr. Pulsipher, Everclear used to be a good band, well, for two albums anyway. And they were very nice guys, their drummer gave our pal Nick drum lessons for free. Of course, that was about 12 years ago.
Oh yeah, I was on "The List" for that band and went backstage, it was boring though I got a Diet Coke for free.
Here is something funny about that concert. A girl that Mikey and I went to high school with was trying to "get" backstage by insinuating things she'd, well, anyway, she was trying to get backstage.
So, a couple of years later (8 to be exact) I was at a Weezer concert with Ansley and I ran into my pal Jen Wilson (whose husband plays drums in Weezer, aren't I just a name dropper?) and we were talking by the barrier to go backstage and this same girl from Mikey and my high school was trying to "get" backstage by suggesting things that she'd, oh, nevermind, you get the picture.
Mikey, in case you're wondering her initials are SH.
One time in high school Green Day played and the Hi Fives opened and I went to the front to see the Hi Fives and then Green Day came. I was smooshed up against the barrier so by the time the concert was over my pants were around my ankles from the kids jumping up and down. Not, luckily, my boxers though. I hit Billie Joe in the head with a water bottle at that show, after he sprayed water all over me.
D'oh!
I forgot about my guilty concerts. Um, I think that that would be Peaches.
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