The Trip to Houston: Part 3: The Skinny Puppy Concert
After battling our way through Houston traffic, we found the Verizon Center place thing where the concert was going to be held. People were already lined up outside all dressed in black and we knew we were in the right place. We parked and quickly got into line ourselves. The anticipation and excitement was running high as we waited to get in the doors. As we waited, we saw people we knew from Dallas and chatted with them some. It was all so fun. I liked looking at all the different people and what they were wearing. Most people were wearing normal t-shirts and black pants or skirts or something basic. But there were the few people who were gothed out. I felt a little overdressed myself, but the random people in nothing but vinyl or pure gothic attire made me feel more at home.
As we inched our ways to the door, we noticed people walking away, carrying their chains and belts with them. There was a strict dress code being enforced which was totally absurd! Spikes and chains weren't allowed! How can you expect to tell goths not to wear spikes and chains. They come hand in hand! If you didn't take it back to your car, you had to throw it away. I had to throw away one of my chains (i only had the one on), my favorite spike bracelet, and even a saftey pin! I was quite distraught, but those were the rules. Bastards!
Once inside I forgot about my jewelry. We looked at the merch, checked out the refreshement stands, and hecked out one of the opening bands. It wasn't so much a band as it was a guy with a little laptop and twisty mixer. He had great makeup though. He had an evil elf nose and ears and looked like the gross little goblin thing from Legend. Also, he wore a plasitc body suit that gave him breasts, and not even good looking breasts. It kind of made me think of the gross boobs that the Simoan from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" had during one of the tripped out scenes. His music was basically power noise, but he had some growling vocals. I didn't like it at all. Then, halfway through his set he had this guy in an animal skull with horns and wearing rags come out. It was really creepy and just odd. It didn't do much but kind of dance around and move on stage to the music. Kind of lame. As we stood there in the crowd, we slowly inched our way forward. The next opening band was Tweeker. I was expecting something kick ass and fun, but the music was quite mellow and reminded me more of Weezer or Nada Surf. It was good music, it just didn't really fit the scene.
Once they got off the stage, it seems like it took forever to get Skinny Puppy set up. We were all on edge. By this time, we had moved out ways up to practically the very front! There was only one row of people in front of us, but we were so close! There were lots of little t.v.s set up along the stage with a large screen in the background. On each end there were two cage type sets, one for the drums, the other for the keyboards. In the center of the stage was a microphone. I looked around at the people some, a guy next to me kept talking to me, and Sam warned me to be careful. Once the show started, people were going to rush the stage and I'd get pushed around a lot. I nodded but had no idea really what to expect. The anticipation was getting to all of us. We wanted Skinny Puppy! Soon the lights went down and we began to cheer. The band came out, the music began to play, but Ohgr was no where to be seen. The intensity rose, the music peeked, and out from the side came Ohgr, covered in blood, and wearing some sort of mask! He costume was so strange. He had a white wife-beater shirt, some sort of waist cincher, ragged and torn pants.. man.. I can't even describe what he was wearing. It was so crazy! And man is Ohgr hot! He has got some crazy sex appeal. Yummy! I quite enjoyed watching him all night. hehehe. We all cheered and yelled as he came out. The show had begun! They played all sorts of songs, some I knew, some I hadn't heard before. But we all sang along, danced, ate it up. Ohgr kept the show so alive. In the background on the monitors he showed crazy images, pictures of nature, grotesque things, and stuff you just have to see. He played with blood on stage, powder, dirt, and some sort of gellish sludge. He even through the stuff out into the audience. It was such a fun and entertaining show. There was so much energy onstage and off. Sam was right, the people pushed and surged. Many times I had to fight to keep from being trampled and smooshed against the people in front of me. I felt so sorry for the guy in front of me because I was constantly being slammed into him. The guy I had been talking with early helped protect me. He kept a lot of the strong pushers off me, never let me fall, helped me keep my place. Sam had to fight off some of the moshers at times and kept Ammanda and me safe from crowd surfers. At times it was a struggle to stay up right. At first I tried to help with the crowd surfers but I quickly learned to just duck and cover and let Sam and that other guy handle it. Besides the chaos in the crowd, the show kicked ass. They played a lot of Sam's favorite songs. The one he wanted them to play was Worlock, and they did. Sam went wild, screamed along with the words, and danced! During this song, Ohgr brought out a toy gun attached to some sort of hose. During the song he had enemies on the screen and would playfully shoot them as if they were at war. Then he turned out to the audience and sprayed us with blood. I tried to duck and get out of the way. However, people throughout the night would come up to me and comment on that I must have had lots of fun at the Skinny Puppy concert. The blood got all over my face, hair, chest, and arms. By the end of the show, what was one my chest and arms was wiped off from being pressed against people. But it was fun. I think I even got some in my mouth. No worries, it was just corn syrup and food coloring. You should have seen the securiy guards. Most of them were younger guys in their thirties and did not know what to expect. Of course they already were looking at us goths with strange glances. It was funny to see them during the show. Most of them had the idea, don't look behind you, but a few of them didn't. When Ohgr came out in his attire and covered in blood, one guy did a double take and was totally shocked! Then they were all shuddering and looking quite upset as blood, dust, dirt, and goo was falling on them. hahaha! Of course they thought we were crazy because we were cheering and screaming and having fun at the show. Freaks! Damn straight!
After them playing for about an hour and half or something, the show had to come to an end. But we wouldn't have it. We cheered, screamed, stomped! We wanted more Skinny Puppy! And we got it too! We got two encores! It was awesome! The only annoying part about it though was there was this girl next to us who kept screaming, "Tester" (one of SP's songs). She wouldn't shut up. I wanted to tell her to shut the hell up, Ammanda wanted to hit her, and Sam wished they would just play Tester. But they didn't play it. Too bad.
Finally the lights came back on and people began to dispearse. We ran into more people from Dallas and started trying to figure out if there was going to be an afterparty some where. Then we realized, Hey! Where's Darren?
After battling our way through Houston traffic, we found the Verizon Center place thing where the concert was going to be held. People were already lined up outside all dressed in black and we knew we were in the right place. We parked and quickly got into line ourselves. The anticipation and excitement was running high as we waited to get in the doors. As we waited, we saw people we knew from Dallas and chatted with them some. It was all so fun. I liked looking at all the different people and what they were wearing. Most people were wearing normal t-shirts and black pants or skirts or something basic. But there were the few people who were gothed out. I felt a little overdressed myself, but the random people in nothing but vinyl or pure gothic attire made me feel more at home.
As we inched our ways to the door, we noticed people walking away, carrying their chains and belts with them. There was a strict dress code being enforced which was totally absurd! Spikes and chains weren't allowed! How can you expect to tell goths not to wear spikes and chains. They come hand in hand! If you didn't take it back to your car, you had to throw it away. I had to throw away one of my chains (i only had the one on), my favorite spike bracelet, and even a saftey pin! I was quite distraught, but those were the rules. Bastards!
Once inside I forgot about my jewelry. We looked at the merch, checked out the refreshement stands, and hecked out one of the opening bands. It wasn't so much a band as it was a guy with a little laptop and twisty mixer. He had great makeup though. He had an evil elf nose and ears and looked like the gross little goblin thing from Legend. Also, he wore a plasitc body suit that gave him breasts, and not even good looking breasts. It kind of made me think of the gross boobs that the Simoan from "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" had during one of the tripped out scenes. His music was basically power noise, but he had some growling vocals. I didn't like it at all. Then, halfway through his set he had this guy in an animal skull with horns and wearing rags come out. It was really creepy and just odd. It didn't do much but kind of dance around and move on stage to the music. Kind of lame. As we stood there in the crowd, we slowly inched our way forward. The next opening band was Tweeker. I was expecting something kick ass and fun, but the music was quite mellow and reminded me more of Weezer or Nada Surf. It was good music, it just didn't really fit the scene.
Once they got off the stage, it seems like it took forever to get Skinny Puppy set up. We were all on edge. By this time, we had moved out ways up to practically the very front! There was only one row of people in front of us, but we were so close! There were lots of little t.v.s set up along the stage with a large screen in the background. On each end there were two cage type sets, one for the drums, the other for the keyboards. In the center of the stage was a microphone. I looked around at the people some, a guy next to me kept talking to me, and Sam warned me to be careful. Once the show started, people were going to rush the stage and I'd get pushed around a lot. I nodded but had no idea really what to expect. The anticipation was getting to all of us. We wanted Skinny Puppy! Soon the lights went down and we began to cheer. The band came out, the music began to play, but Ohgr was no where to be seen. The intensity rose, the music peeked, and out from the side came Ohgr, covered in blood, and wearing some sort of mask! He costume was so strange. He had a white wife-beater shirt, some sort of waist cincher, ragged and torn pants.. man.. I can't even describe what he was wearing. It was so crazy! And man is Ohgr hot! He has got some crazy sex appeal. Yummy! I quite enjoyed watching him all night. hehehe. We all cheered and yelled as he came out. The show had begun! They played all sorts of songs, some I knew, some I hadn't heard before. But we all sang along, danced, ate it up. Ohgr kept the show so alive. In the background on the monitors he showed crazy images, pictures of nature, grotesque things, and stuff you just have to see. He played with blood on stage, powder, dirt, and some sort of gellish sludge. He even through the stuff out into the audience. It was such a fun and entertaining show. There was so much energy onstage and off. Sam was right, the people pushed and surged. Many times I had to fight to keep from being trampled and smooshed against the people in front of me. I felt so sorry for the guy in front of me because I was constantly being slammed into him. The guy I had been talking with early helped protect me. He kept a lot of the strong pushers off me, never let me fall, helped me keep my place. Sam had to fight off some of the moshers at times and kept Ammanda and me safe from crowd surfers. At times it was a struggle to stay up right. At first I tried to help with the crowd surfers but I quickly learned to just duck and cover and let Sam and that other guy handle it. Besides the chaos in the crowd, the show kicked ass. They played a lot of Sam's favorite songs. The one he wanted them to play was Worlock, and they did. Sam went wild, screamed along with the words, and danced! During this song, Ohgr brought out a toy gun attached to some sort of hose. During the song he had enemies on the screen and would playfully shoot them as if they were at war. Then he turned out to the audience and sprayed us with blood. I tried to duck and get out of the way. However, people throughout the night would come up to me and comment on that I must have had lots of fun at the Skinny Puppy concert. The blood got all over my face, hair, chest, and arms. By the end of the show, what was one my chest and arms was wiped off from being pressed against people. But it was fun. I think I even got some in my mouth. No worries, it was just corn syrup and food coloring. You should have seen the securiy guards. Most of them were younger guys in their thirties and did not know what to expect. Of course they already were looking at us goths with strange glances. It was funny to see them during the show. Most of them had the idea, don't look behind you, but a few of them didn't. When Ohgr came out in his attire and covered in blood, one guy did a double take and was totally shocked! Then they were all shuddering and looking quite upset as blood, dust, dirt, and goo was falling on them. hahaha! Of course they thought we were crazy because we were cheering and screaming and having fun at the show. Freaks! Damn straight!
After them playing for about an hour and half or something, the show had to come to an end. But we wouldn't have it. We cheered, screamed, stomped! We wanted more Skinny Puppy! And we got it too! We got two encores! It was awesome! The only annoying part about it though was there was this girl next to us who kept screaming, "Tester" (one of SP's songs). She wouldn't shut up. I wanted to tell her to shut the hell up, Ammanda wanted to hit her, and Sam wished they would just play Tester. But they didn't play it. Too bad.
Finally the lights came back on and people began to dispearse. We ran into more people from Dallas and started trying to figure out if there was going to be an afterparty some where. Then we realized, Hey! Where's Darren?
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