Disturbed
Matt and I went to a Disturbed concert last night.Short Story:
It was the most ridiculously awesome concert I've ever been too.
Long Story:
The concert was at the 9:30 Club in DC. Fantastic venue. I never really realized the importance of venue 'till my Breaking Benjamin experiences. I have seen them three times. Once at The Electric Factory, once at the Rusty Rudder in Dewey, and once at The Big Kahuna. The one at the Electric Factory was wild. The best concert I have ever been to... since yesterday, of course. The one in Dewey sucked ass. Very, very badly. And the one at Kahuna was mediocre at best. But I digress.
Originally, we were gonna go see them at the Electric Factory. We got tickets and everything and then someone had to go and schedule a wedding on the same day. I was all unhappy that I wasn't gonna get to go to the concert. After a week of moping, Rak pointed out that we could go see them at another venue. For some reason, this had not occured to me. I hurriedly ran to my computer to look it up and was soon overcome with joy. Not only were they playing at the 9:30 Club (which is another favorite venue of ours), there were still tickets. I quickly contacted the other 2 members of my crew to ensure that they were availible on that day. Five minutes later tickets were purchased.
Matt and I left for the concert round 7-ish. The third member of our crew was lost to debatable unforseen circumstances. Sadness... Regardless, it was about a two hour drive. We got there as the last opening band was doing their last song. Honestly, they sounded pretty shitty, so no big loss there. As they left stage, the crowd started loosening up. People collapse into the mosh pit, other people head to the bar to grab drinks. Either way, it's a good time to shuffle your way to the front. Shuffle shuffle shuffle, and we found ourselves 'bout 7 feet from the front rail.
One of the bouncers manning the rail had spacers in his ears. Now, I've seen spacers before and it's no biggie. But the bouncer had spacers in his ears that must have been at least six inches in diameter. It was insane.
And then the Lizard Guy came out. You'ver prolly seen him on Discovery. He's completely tattooed with scales and has had his teeth sharpened. He has also had his tongue surgically split... Yeah, you know who I'm talking about. Apparently, this guy was doing some "entertainment" for the crowd while they were switching sets. Well this guy was doing some CRAZY ASS SHIT. Most notably:
- He brought out one of those Jager dispensing machines. (It occurs to me that I neglected to mention that this concert was actually a Jagermeister sponsored event. It was called the Jagermeister Music Tour featuring Disturbed. Now you know.) You know the machines I'm talking about. They hold three one liter bottles of Jager, keeps them the right temperature, and dispenses them in shots. Well, he attached two chains to it and then hung the machine on the spacers in his ears. And then swung it around and stuff.
- Then he brought out this other guy that he refered to as "The Doctor." The Doctor's job was to stand on one side of the the stage with Lizard Guy standing on the other side with his back facing him. The Doctor was holding 3 darts. Depending on how loud the crowd cheered, the harder The Doctor would throw the darts into LIZARD GUY'S BACK. For the record, Lizard Guy did not have a shirt on. He threw the first two into Lizard Guy's back. He threw the last one into his chest.
- Lastly, The Doctor did the craziest thing of all. He had two hooks, each of which had a bottle of Jagermeister attached to it. He then attached the hooks to... ... ... ... ... his EYELIDS! He pulled his lower eyelid out a little bit and put the hooks there! Then he swung the bottles around a little bit. It was insane!
Then Disturbed came out. The concert itself was fan-friggin-tastic. They played every song I ever wanted to hear them play with the exception of one. We'll get to that in a sec.
A couple songs in, Draiman stopped to take a drink out of his dixie cup and have a little dialouge with the crowd. It went something like this:
Draiman: So, what do you guys think of Jagermeister for putting this show on?
Crowd cheers wildly
Draiman: You guys all drinking tonight?
Crowd cheers wildly
Draiman: (Looks down at his dixie cup) Well, this isn't anything nearly as impressive as alcohol. I'm pretty sick so I'd drinking tea.
Crowd cheers a little bit
Matt: (As the crowd cheers died down some) TEA RULES!
I love Matt.
Then, when they came back for their encore, Draiman sarcastically asked us if we wanted to hear more. First, there was a ridiculous amount of cheering. And then a chant started in the back.
Ten Thousand Fists! Ten Thousand Fists! Ten Thousand Fists!...
Draiman just smiled uncomfortably. His exact words were, "Ten Thousand Fists is one of our toughest songs and if I sing that, I'll probably collapse on stage. I'll tell you what, in exchange for not singing that song, Ill sing two more for you." They then proceeded to play their song.
Then, the second song they played for their encore was Down With the Sickness. Before they started the song Draiman said, "It seems that even I have been infected with... the sickness." Since I'm a dumbass, I didn't get it until I was sitting in the car driving home. Matt was polite enough not to rip on me too bad... but to be fair, we were tired, hoarse and ready to take a shower and go to bed.
Good times. Good times, I say.
posted by Sunder @ 2:24 PM
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