7.21.2004

bring the mosh

last night's less than jake concert was incredible.  i didn't even realize how much i was in need of a good punkrawkish concert. laying in bed last night after the show, i felt like ed norton's character in fight club after finding the healing nature of peer groups:

"I felt more alive than I'd ever felt. I wasn't host to cancer or blood parasites; I was the little warm center that the life of the world crowded around.

And I slept. Babies don't sleep this well."

jason and ryan were great concert-going partners, and i believe we officially won birmingham for the pirates of kanadar. the only down-side to the whole night was getting an elbow to the back of the skull (on purpose) by some dipshit in the pit, which caused me to go on a good 5 minute garbage-can hugging vomit-fest. recovery was quick, though, and i was able to cap the night by crowd surfing onto the stage and dancing with the band (thanks for the push, ryan).

my ears are still ring ring ringing, and i feel fine. once again, my feelings about the pure awesomeness of live music have been affirmed.

Man it's really strange
this city never stays the same
"I've gotta keep on moving
I've gotta keep on going"
but maybe to keep itself sane
"I've got to keep on going
so I don't have the feeling"
I'm on my way
out of this place that has me turning numb
I'm on my way
all the feeling in this place
it has me up and gone

One hand on the wheel
the other out the window
with a smile on my face
my middle finger up
one hand on the wheel
the other out the window
(with a) smile on my face
I'm always fuckin' up
one hand on the wheel
the other out the window
(with a) smile on my face
my middle finger up, 2-3-4