Friday, April 25, 2008

Stalking My Guitar Hero!

So, there we were, Damian and I, going to see the Clash's Mick Jones and Generation X's Tony James play in a club the size of a tampon box. A club which I myself have played (sadly). I have also attempted to play inside actual tampon boxes. None of these things have won me the acclaim I so richly deserve.

Damian's car smelled like cat pee. So I felt right at home. I forgot the tickets and we had to go back to my house. Damian barely supressed his smoldering rage. I figured if I had to, I could take him. He eats alot of fast food, so he can't possibly be that healthy. I had been laying off the booze and giving myself leg and thigh massages and peptalks, so I thought this might be the time to go for it. Unfortunately, Damian did not attempt to strangle me. Not even the suggestion of homoerotic Greco Roman wrestling.

Finally we stood in line to enter the club with a few other sadly dejected dregs of humanity, all of whom were drooling and picking their noses. I decided at this point that I would get roaringly drunk, and attempt to hump Mick Jones' leg. This did not transpire, because Damian reminded me of how horrible I was at the Tyla show. Even I feel some small embarrassment when I misbehave to that degree. Also, an odd sense of pride. I don't get me.

Anyway opening band was godawful, I got drunk, then Mick and Tony's band, Carbon/Silicon, (a rather stupid name) came on. they were great. Much more live rocknroll than their album, which is great but can get a little studio-sterile sounding at times. The place was packed, everyone seemed to have a great time.






Then we got to meet them, yay! The only embarrassing thing I said to Mick was, "You're my Guitar Hero, heh heh, snort." he sort of rolled his eyes and smiled.





I slurred drunkenly to Tony James, something about his former sisters Of Mercy cohort Andrew Eldritch, and Tony seemed like he wanted to sprint as far away from me as he could. But he posed for this picture, where it looks like I am trying to finger his ass. Swear to god I wasn't. All pics by Damian, because my camera was dead.




So that was my encounter with Punk Rock Legend. You're next, Charlie Harper! Probably not.

3 comments:

Bill said...

LOL, now that you mention it, it does look like your finger is doing some exploring...

Sounds like a fun show though. This town sucks. We need some actual bands to this town. Justin Townes Earle IS coming though! That should be fun.

the samhain kid said...

i see where i fucked up when trying to comment here! me am retarded.
yeah, that C/S show was rad. they sounded good, the songs were ace and we met 2 punk legends at once. how sweet is that?
next on the list is Marco Pirroni! we must stalk him and ask him how he ballooned up so bad? who thought up the name Flowers of Romance? did Adam Ant ever try to pull a flare gun on him? did they really beat Adam's guests? did the devil take his stereo? these are the things i wanna know dammit!

C. Matthews said...

Do I really look like Larry Mullen jr in those pics? Its been said.