A couple of weeks ago I was at Younge and Dundas square to see a band called BEAST, from Montreal. I was given a hot tip by a brother I met in Butterfield park by OCAD. I was trying to get him to give me his neckless pass that appearently got the holder nothing, but, hey, you gotta try everything these days.
He tells me to check these people out. That brother was a third of Candy Coated Killahz. Now, I forgot what three bands he cross-referanced to get me to understand... but I'll tell you what I thought it was like.
1 Raw Digga/Flipmode Squad
2 Portishead
3 Rage Against the Machine
The crowd, not as into the music as I was, clearly deers in headlights, were very disapointing. It's like people that dont know what note is gonna come next are too afraid to look like an idiot if they're dancing when the band deecides to throw a 3/4 time signature in there all of a sudden. This is the type of people that should just stay home if that, and slowing me down from dancing is all their gonna do when come out with the exception of reallllly pissing me off.
The band came on and started into some mellow groves with some nice rising sounds, and got even heavier...and heavier, and crazier. And the only person that was getting people to move away from them cuz they were dancing and loosing their shit was this girl a couple of people over from me.
"What the fuck is wrong with thse people?!"
"No fuckin kidding!"
just when I thought I was going to have to start making people dance, unfortunately in the last song, the heaviest yet, and getting heavier, right at the top of a crusendo, right where there should have been a nice silence, there was a blood-curdled shriek at the top of my lungs...
"FUCK YEAH!!!"
THE WHOLE MOTHERFUCKIN PLACE WENT PSYCHO.
THAT'S HOW YOU DO IT, PEOPLE, THAT'S HOW.
ISSUE ZREO MAGAZINE DONT DIG WALLCRAWLERS.
WE PAVE THE MOSHPIT FLOOR WITH THEM.
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