Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Sept 4th

'Get the fuck along with each other!' the vocalist is yelling into the audience of a small basement like venue, very industrial, where I'm writing these words behind the cover of a merch booth. (Where the touring bands attempt to sell their merchandise, obviously). Aggressive music generally attracts aggressive people so therefore a statement such as this might reach the right crowd, although a bit of a paradox compared to the awesome sonic violence of their songs. A small fight had broken out, probably between a drunk guy and a short-tempered straight edge fuckhead, I couldn't see from where I sat, I only saw edges attacking one and another, lazily like shadows crossing when an object interjects at a closer distance from the light source than another, with different velocities, naturally. Naturally. The fight is stopped by one of the promoters who ended up with a black eye and a scowl. He bashed the straight edge guy who started the fight with a trash can lid in the back alleyway, defending the integrity of the types of shows he puts on.