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on 3-17-2005 at 1:52pm
|Music: Get Well Soon - Heimlich Maneuver
Subject: blah/hurray/the Gimmes
|Wasting time. Wasting days. I'm in a comp lab on campus wasting time. I saw Me First and the Gimme Gimmes on Tuesday night. Unfortunately, the guy whose name the tickets were under fractured his spine while snowboarding. It was sad. He was pissed that he couldn't make it. He called and faxed his ID and a signed note, though, so that Mike and I could make use of 2 of the 4 tix. Hmmm... I think I'll copy and paste. Mike took suuuuper blurry pics with his cameraphone but I love 'em anyway. Yeah. It's a Me First and the Gimme Gimmes concert thing if you want to.
Ok, so I spent most of the night trying to find 2 other people who wanted to go. Problem was, people were at work, were too far and have no ride, had 8am classes tomorrow, or were so high that they could barely function. Yeah. I called this one guy, and the conversation was predominantly him whooping things like, "Yeeeeehaw! Yeeeeeaah!" until I asked, "Are you feeling ok?" and he said, "DUUUUDE, I'm feeling great! I just smoked a ton of hash!" I sighed a lot... and spilled Gatorade all over my shirt.
Mike didn't show up until 10:22. We got to Slim's at 10:35. Parked 2 blocks away. Saw a ton of people outside, waited in a very short line for the box office. Got tix. Tried to sell extras to no avail. Everyone had 'em already, and there was another guy also trying to sell his. Went in to a totally packed room. Waited until some fat dudes came around and followed 'em through the crowd towards the front. Music was pumping, and a dude behind me did a dance that made me feel like I was seasick, and was very much like humping. My leg. Ummm... ugh. Mike got bored. I smiled encouragingly.
11:15pm. The Gimmes finally take the stage. Been drinkin' and waitin', apparently, b/c they decided to play when they were s'posed to instead of before. Y'all, we could've saved the whole nearly-hour-long wait. Joey Cape (Mike: "He's dreeeeamy!") attempts a ska version of "Stairway to Heaven". It sucks. He really does look like Kyan. Anyhow, first song was all Led Zeppelin-y. Second song was "the second gayest song ever written", which was... Over the Rainbow. You know what's funny? When you see some dude with a mohawk moshing his brains out and getting really excited as he belts out the part about happy little bluebirds. Hilarious. Banter about Hawaii and their authentic Hawaiian shirts. Cracks about ice/crystal meth. Cracks about Christian Rock, which led some members of the audience to boo loudly while I laughed. Probably shouldn't have, but what's a girl who alternates between atheism and agnosticism to do? Oh, right. They were about John Denver. Umm... what else? The Gimmes think the Beatles are overrated, and that SF citizens love Barry Manilow and showtunes. Hell yeah. "Don't Cry For Me Argentina" is "the gayest song ever written", apparently. If you have a problem with 'em saying the word "gay" and joking about God so much, you're probably from San Leandro. Fat Mike started Fat Wreck with $14,000. See, you learn things when some kid hollers insults and he gets pissed off at 'em. Spike takes German, Italian, and cooking class. That's right, fool. Joey is still tiny. The dude from Minor Threat took Jake's place. Wait. You need more detail than that. Ok, so Brian Baker (Minor Threat, Dag Nasty, + a gazillion other bands you know and love) stepped in for Jake. Ukelele ("OOOO-kelele," says Spike) was brought out for "I Believe I Can Fly". Maybe that's why they spent so much time in Hawaii.
Sigh, I couldn't get a setlist. Off the top of my head, and in no particular order...
Stairway To Heaven
Over the Rainbow
End of the Road
Leaving On a Jet Plane
Come Sail Away
I Believe I can Fly
Auld Lang Syne
All My Loving
The Longest Time
Don't Cry For Me Argentina
Show ended around 12:20am. They were drunk. They decided to continue with the drinking at a bar down the street and invited all of-age persons to join 'em.
Stood in line for merch. The guy next to Mike had on a black Descendents "Cool To Be You" shirt. Super awesome. Mike tried to convince me to get a Dead to Me shirt, even though we hadn't seen 'em or heard 'em, just b/c it looked cool.
Post-concert high. I don't care if the goth man thinks it's creepy; I'm gonna smile when I want to, gosh darn! Messy hair. Most of you will never see the braids again, so enjoy/make fun/whatever.
I know, I know. All the live pics kinda suck. Mike was behind me, so I had no idea that he was even taking 'em, b/c I was dancing/rocking out. I'm glad he took 'em, though.
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