Last night I went to see X at the Cabooze
Jun. 24th, 2009 01:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janradderIt was a good show, though they started out a little flat on the first few songs, which was understandable in that this was the last show on the tour (and Exene was recently diagnosed with MS, which might have had something to do with the energy level as well). By about the fifth song, however, they found their groove, as did the crowd, and a slam pit opened up in front of the stage. I jumped in, bouncing off the people around me and getting shoved by the people around me until I had to take a break and get some water from the bar
Near the end of the show, during the first encore, some girl behind me on the edge of the pit literally started punching me in the ass. I have no idea why -- she and her friend weren't slamming, but they were kind of violently shoving any of us who got near them.
A few minutes later, my glasses flew off my face and to the floor. I backed up out of the pit to see if they were anywhere nearby, and the girl who'd been punching my ass started shoving me from behind again. I told her to quit shoving me, that I'd lost my glasses, and shockingly, she stooped down and tried to help me look for them. Soon, a bunch of other people asked what I'd lost and started to help me look for them as well. Even when I said to forget about it, that they were more than likely smashed to bits on the floor a group of people continued to search the floor with the lights form their cell phones, and a few minutes later, one of them handed me my mangled, lensless frames. I'm still amazed at their kindness in looked for them.
Left without my eyes for the two encores but with my now found frames, I jumped back into the pit for the last few songs, then wondered if I was going to have to call a cab to get home. After the band left the stage for the last time and the crowd cleared out, I searched around the now empty floor to see if my lenses might be anywhere around. And they were! Up near the stage, just lying there with only a few scratches.
So I've got my glasses back, though I do need to get them replaced now, and I've got a pair of filthy, beer-scented shoes to go with them. I'm tired from being up late and having to get the boys to school early, and my body is pretty sore, but I'm pretty happy too.
Near the end of the show, during the first encore, some girl behind me on the edge of the pit literally started punching me in the ass. I have no idea why -- she and her friend weren't slamming, but they were kind of violently shoving any of us who got near them.
A few minutes later, my glasses flew off my face and to the floor. I backed up out of the pit to see if they were anywhere nearby, and the girl who'd been punching my ass started shoving me from behind again. I told her to quit shoving me, that I'd lost my glasses, and shockingly, she stooped down and tried to help me look for them. Soon, a bunch of other people asked what I'd lost and started to help me look for them as well. Even when I said to forget about it, that they were more than likely smashed to bits on the floor a group of people continued to search the floor with the lights form their cell phones, and a few minutes later, one of them handed me my mangled, lensless frames. I'm still amazed at their kindness in looked for them.
Left without my eyes for the two encores but with my now found frames, I jumped back into the pit for the last few songs, then wondered if I was going to have to call a cab to get home. After the band left the stage for the last time and the crowd cleared out, I searched around the now empty floor to see if my lenses might be anywhere around. And they were! Up near the stage, just lying there with only a few scratches.
So I've got my glasses back, though I do need to get them replaced now, and I've got a pair of filthy, beer-scented shoes to go with them. I'm tired from being up late and having to get the boys to school early, and my body is pretty sore, but I'm pretty happy too.
