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Monday, July 23, 2007

Concert Scar Flashback

So on Friday night I headed out with friends to see Sonic Youth play at this place called the Greek Theater. It's this big outdoorsy type place with big trees all around and stuff. (outdoor shows! big caly advantage!) When I walked in, I saw that I had actually been in that place before-- like when I was like 24. It was a weird dejavoos. (I was in Los Angeles years ago bumming around after college with friends and we all decided to go see Steve Miller play.)

None of us had tickets but some dude swore it was easy to break in because it was an outdoor place. We just had to hop a fence. Simple! So like dopes, we drove there and hung around in the parking lot staring at the security guards all along the fence-- separating us from the concert. The looking at our leader dope like, 'Wtf?'

Apparently lots of us slackers had the same big idea. Dozens of dopes were in the parking lot hanging out looking to jump the fence. Security was looking back at us. I was ready to go home. All of a sudden, one dude went for it. He ran up to the fence and started climbing. Security guys tried to stop him as he clawed his way up. Then everyone bum rushed for the fences. Dozens of us. We are started scaling the 10-foot fence like monkeys. Security was overwhelmend. I threw myself over the top and went running through the woods with all the other dopes. We were all half drunk and whole stupid. The security guards yelled for us to stop but there was nothing they could do!

Then we ran into this umm... other fence. Our leader dope seemed surprised to see it there. He claimed it was new but it looked old. And it was like super tall with sharpy pointys at the top. Like when they don't close the links and just leave em open and pointy. And it was high. It seemed like maybe 40 or 90 feet high. (Or maybe 15 but it seemed way tall).

I remember thinking that if I friggin fall and break my neck going over this stupid fence then I'm gonna be remembered forever as the guy who broke his neck at a Steve Miller concert! Sneaking into a friggin Steve Miller concert! I was extra worried because I'm not all that nuts for Steve Miller and it would suck to have that label thrown on me to the grave. The guy who needed to see Steve Miller that badly. And paid for it.

But there I go climbing the big fence. It was friggin high and I was actually scared. And when I swung my leg over the top, I slashed my calf on a pointy-- totally gashing it open. Then I jumped down and sort of twisted my ankle on the landing. I was all f-ed up. And limped my way into the concert.

It was stupid to even be there. The place was sold out and it was all assigned seating everywhere. No place to just stand. I was bleeding into my sock and limping and sweaty and we wandered around to 'The Joker' looking for stray seats. Nothing. No matter where we went there were ushers and security harrassers keeping us for settling in stray seats. So we just bailed.

Anyway, I still have a scar on my leg from that day. (Which actually is the nice thing about some scars. They don't let you ever forget when you done did something stupido.)

Anyway, so that was that with that. Whatever! Sonic Youth put on a really good show! Noisy and jammy good with Kim Gordon dancing and spinning round all rock star fantastic. They did a coolio noise jam over a half-tuned radio that seemed to pick up Color Me Badd 'I want to sex you up' and Phil Collins 'You're in my heart' or something. They rocked and sounded excellente.

Of course, I was a blatant dope and left my stupid camera in the stupid car. I mentally punched myself in the face for 20 minutes or so when we first got there. I couldn't even listen to the show. So stupid!

If only leaving my camera behind would leave me with a good scar...

ok bye!


PS. So here are the terrible cellphone pics.

Here's the show! Look at the quality of that shot!

This looked sort of artsy coolio so there tis.

The back of the shirt message was directed at my camera in the car.

Coolio red smile?

The trees around this place were ammmazzing...

And then it was out to the car like cattle.

ok bye!

PS. Got this stuff on the way out. Twas the best popcorn I ever had!


Anonymous Anonymous said...


July 23, 2007 1:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Captions on Top!! When you have to scroll down through pictures, it should be captions on top! And that goes for toilet paper too! Over the TOP! whew! I feel better.

July 23, 2007 1:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

mmm... kettle korn.

July 23, 2007 5:05 PM  
Anonymous potato said...

Is kettle korn mostly a west coast thing? I've never heard about it before. And is it really that good?

(oh, and regarding toilet paper, I might suggest using a tried and true method that my family has used for generations, possibly dating back to the very invention of toilet paper itself... it's called under!)

July 23, 2007 6:59 PM  
Blogger Jason Soto said...

I don't get why everyone complains about the "captions on top", it only makes sense to put them on the bottom. You can usually fit both the picture and the caption on your screen so you can read the caption and go "hm" or "hahaha" or whatever. It's not that hard.

July 24, 2007 12:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...





July 24, 2007 2:52 AM  
Blogger Dave said...

captions on top is a really dumb idea.

July 24, 2007 7:01 PM  
Blogger Mark said...

Todd -

wish you went to Daft Punk that night. insanely fun.

July 25, 2007 5:59 PM  

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