viva la revolution
Into the Dungeon with evil men, The people has risen we're free again!
Come out of the closet!
Come out of the hole!
Come out of the woodwork!
Come into the fold!
so, i guess it should go without saying that THE ADICTS were amazing last night. it was just as awesome to finally see them as it was when i saw fellow UK punk legends like ANTI-NOWHERE LEAGUE and STIFF LITTLE FINGERS for the first time. the venue was pretty small and lacking in many of the basic amenties of your standard "clear channel-esque" venue (like security, a door on the mens room, etc) which seemed to give the whole night a very "punk rock" flavor.
when the lights finally went down and they started playing a recorded theme from the soundtrack of A CLOCKWORK ORANGE over the p.a. everyone in attendence collectively lost their shit and i knew this was going to be an awesome show. the band (minus monkee, the singer) took the stage in their standard white "droog" gear and made faces for a few minutes and then, without much preamble, they opened with their version of the instrumental "ode to joy."
of course, everyone in the crowd had gone nuts at this point because monkee still hadn't come out and because the punked-up part of the song had just kicked in. at the close of "ode to joy" monkee took the stage all fancied-up (as usual) in a bright sparkly suit with harlequinn facepaint and a bowler hat and with very little introduction, shouted "viva la revolution" and set off an explosion of confettie and streamers into the audience, which turned the small pile of kids in front of the stage into a minor-dance-riot! people were falling left and right as the space in front of the stage was wide open and there were no walls to bind the people into one area. a large amount of time had to be spent helping people up and making sure no one got stampeded, but it was still fun and EVERYONE up front knew the words to the song so it was absolutely amazing to scream the choruses and hear EVERYONE else screaming them as well with the same fucked-up "i'm-finally-seeing-the-adicts" look on their faces.
they started "tango" immediately after "viva la revolution" and that was somehow even more awesome even though "viva" had been the song that made me fall in love with the adicts. i guess is was just great to be around so many sweatie boys and girls screaming "oooh, oooh we danced the tango!" at the top of their lungs...
the whole night had a very fun sing-a-long vibe, especially on ADICT's staples like "joker in the pack" and "how sad?" and especially on "chinese takeaway" (which the band started as a chant and gradually developed it into a song, eventually finishing again with a chant... if you've never heard the song, then you have no idea how much fun it was to be in the audience during this part,
the band would shout the lyrics:
HEY! HEY! I WANT A CHINESE TAKEAWAY!
and the audience would shout back:
HEY! HEY! WOO! WOO! WOO!
this went on for a couple of minutes (incidentally, the song is about wanting chinese food instead of burgers and such for take-out).
as much fun as the sing-a-longs were, i was surprised to find that i enjoyed the really fast tunes much more! most especially the classic "my baby got runover by a steamroller" and the tune "numbers" from the SONGS OF PRAISE album. it was really hot and there was yelling, there were people all over the stage, bodies landing everywhere, ten to twelve people would fall at a time and we would have to just pull piles of people off of the floor and get them back on their feet. it was awesome!
eventually the band had to ask the crowd to get the fuck off the stage because they kept losing power (keep in mind, at this point, there is NO security or barricades -- punk rock! -- and there were so many people standing on the stage that i couldn't actually see the band anymore).
despite some knuckleheads in the crowd who were being very disrespectful to a band that came all of the way from england to play a dive in rhode island, it was a great show and a great crowd, the kind you hope for when you go to shows like this.
they finished off their set with "bad boy" and then, in a move of sheer class and brilliance, they played "ode to joy" and "viva la revolution" AGAIN to close the encore.
great show. great band.
Rebels and fighters, a license to kill, Unite with the bandits down from the hills! Open your windows,Open your doors, Open your minds, To a freedom of thought!
Dance in the streets at the carnival, Celebrate the victory now! Drink the wine from the rich man's cask, This revolution won't be the last!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
***
in other news, i had nice things to think about all day yesterday.
your wisdom for the day, straight from the glory that is the film MONSTER SQUAD:
"Wolfman's got nards!"
Into the Dungeon with evil men, The people has risen we're free again!
Come out of the closet!
Come out of the hole!
Come out of the woodwork!
Come into the fold!
so, i guess it should go without saying that THE ADICTS were amazing last night. it was just as awesome to finally see them as it was when i saw fellow UK punk legends like ANTI-NOWHERE LEAGUE and STIFF LITTLE FINGERS for the first time. the venue was pretty small and lacking in many of the basic amenties of your standard "clear channel-esque" venue (like security, a door on the mens room, etc) which seemed to give the whole night a very "punk rock" flavor.
when the lights finally went down and they started playing a recorded theme from the soundtrack of A CLOCKWORK ORANGE over the p.a. everyone in attendence collectively lost their shit and i knew this was going to be an awesome show. the band (minus monkee, the singer) took the stage in their standard white "droog" gear and made faces for a few minutes and then, without much preamble, they opened with their version of the instrumental "ode to joy."
of course, everyone in the crowd had gone nuts at this point because monkee still hadn't come out and because the punked-up part of the song had just kicked in. at the close of "ode to joy" monkee took the stage all fancied-up (as usual) in a bright sparkly suit with harlequinn facepaint and a bowler hat and with very little introduction, shouted "viva la revolution" and set off an explosion of confettie and streamers into the audience, which turned the small pile of kids in front of the stage into a minor-dance-riot! people were falling left and right as the space in front of the stage was wide open and there were no walls to bind the people into one area. a large amount of time had to be spent helping people up and making sure no one got stampeded, but it was still fun and EVERYONE up front knew the words to the song so it was absolutely amazing to scream the choruses and hear EVERYONE else screaming them as well with the same fucked-up "i'm-finally-seeing-the-adicts" look on their faces.
they started "tango" immediately after "viva la revolution" and that was somehow even more awesome even though "viva" had been the song that made me fall in love with the adicts. i guess is was just great to be around so many sweatie boys and girls screaming "oooh, oooh we danced the tango!" at the top of their lungs...
the whole night had a very fun sing-a-long vibe, especially on ADICT's staples like "joker in the pack" and "how sad?" and especially on "chinese takeaway" (which the band started as a chant and gradually developed it into a song, eventually finishing again with a chant... if you've never heard the song, then you have no idea how much fun it was to be in the audience during this part,
the band would shout the lyrics:
HEY! HEY! I WANT A CHINESE TAKEAWAY!
and the audience would shout back:
HEY! HEY! WOO! WOO! WOO!
this went on for a couple of minutes (incidentally, the song is about wanting chinese food instead of burgers and such for take-out).
as much fun as the sing-a-longs were, i was surprised to find that i enjoyed the really fast tunes much more! most especially the classic "my baby got runover by a steamroller" and the tune "numbers" from the SONGS OF PRAISE album. it was really hot and there was yelling, there were people all over the stage, bodies landing everywhere, ten to twelve people would fall at a time and we would have to just pull piles of people off of the floor and get them back on their feet. it was awesome!
eventually the band had to ask the crowd to get the fuck off the stage because they kept losing power (keep in mind, at this point, there is NO security or barricades -- punk rock! -- and there were so many people standing on the stage that i couldn't actually see the band anymore).
despite some knuckleheads in the crowd who were being very disrespectful to a band that came all of the way from england to play a dive in rhode island, it was a great show and a great crowd, the kind you hope for when you go to shows like this.
they finished off their set with "bad boy" and then, in a move of sheer class and brilliance, they played "ode to joy" and "viva la revolution" AGAIN to close the encore.
great show. great band.
Rebels and fighters, a license to kill, Unite with the bandits down from the hills! Open your windows,Open your doors, Open your minds, To a freedom of thought!
Dance in the streets at the carnival, Celebrate the victory now! Drink the wine from the rich man's cask, This revolution won't be the last!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
Viva la revoloution!
***
in other news, i had nice things to think about all day yesterday.
your wisdom for the day, straight from the glory that is the film MONSTER SQUAD:
"Wolfman's got nards!"
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My parents don't give me too much crap about the way I look, and I thought they were okay with it all until they held an "intervention" for me over the summer...it was really weird. Their biggest concern was my mental health (mostly because of the scarification) but they were also worried about "alienating myself from society" blah blah blah...um yeah both my parents are psychologists. Anyway the weirdest part of it all was seeing them both in the same room, and my mom actually ended up getting mad at my dad and storming out, and I was like umm dad we never really reached what the point of all this was -- and he was like oh, uh, well, we just don't want you to do it anymore, okay? And I was like uhh okay.
I've gotten I think 5 tattoos and 5 piercings since then....
Oh and my dad wanted this to include me not gauging my ears further, but since then I've gone from 00g to 3/4" and he hasn't even noticed. Heh.
Whoo, defiance!!! Fuck authority!! etc.
Hawtt.