On Tuesday night I went to see Senses Fail. Previously I had called them and Emo band. I was wrong. These guys were as hardcore as they come. They stuck with the heavy stuff (staying away from some of their whiny boy my daddy was mean songs), and even pulled off a pretty kick ass version of Metallica’s Battery. Awesome! (no where near as awesome as Metallica)
So we all know metal shows have mosh pits. It ends up being the closest thing any man can come to a Fight Club (love that fucking movie!). You jump into the pit, and throw yourself or someone else on the ground. Sounds brilliant!
Anyway, It’s been an easy 10 years since I’ve been in one. I really wasn’t sure what to expect, so I figured I would just hang back and check out the action. You know, see if I still had it in me…
Fatal mistake. You see you don’t chose the pit, it chooses you. Lucky for me when I was unknowingly tossed in I had already safely stashed the Prada glasses (yup, I just name dropped Prada), but my dumb ass still had on my Big Boy Business Man Hugo Boss watch (still name dropping).
So I was shoved (by some teenager) and I very gracefully fell flat on my back. When I hit the ground my watch popped off and in slow motion leaped into the air.
Me: Noooooooooo! My Big Boy Business Man Hugo Boss Waaaatch! (yes I did say the whole thing)
I spotted it land next to some kid in a red hoodie, I sprung to me feet ready to reclaim my treasure, and FUCKING BAM!! Elbow to the eye son! I think this guy was like 20 feet tall, 500lbs of muscle, like 2 Arnolds circa ’83… or some high school kid who the fuck knows, I was down!
But, as mosh etiqutte dictates this dude picked me right back up, asked me if i was cool.
Me: Fuck yeah Bro!
And he threw me back. The rest of the night I got to know the floor more than I had planned. It was kinda awesome.
During the one whiny boy choruses they did play I snuck outta the pit, spotted red hoodie…
Red Hoodie: Hey I think you lost your Big Boy Business Man Hugo Boss Waaaatch! (just let it happen).
A great night!
Senses Fail song: Rum Is For Drinking Not Burning
Arnold Circa ’83: