Well, what can I say? Last night was the best fucking night I have ever had in a loooooooooooooooong time. My phriend and I phinally got to Roseland at around 5:30 instead of our planned 4 (the subway got stopped and the cops were looking phor someone, lucky us!) When we got to Roseland I looked phor some of you guys even though I have no idea what you look like (Yelena, sorry I couldn't phind you or Regina or her phriend, but I did look phor you). So when I couldn't see anyone I thought I knew (I eventually phound a phemale phreind of mine), I went around back to see iph I could get a glimpse of any of the band (I did see Twiggy inside the back doors and Zim Zum came out phor about a minute or two[w/o his makeup he loox very much like Daisy, scary] ). So we get inside, aphter waiting on the phront line phorever, and we check my spikes ( I still don't know why) and my phriend's bag and my other phriends coat. . . yeah, boring I know.
So around 9 p.m. the lights go out and everyone starts screaming and pushing phorward and lucky me gets pinned behind someone pinned against the barricade. Then he starts "He is the angel with the scabbed wings. . ." then the crowd erupts into one giant moshing wave. I SAW THE WHOLE STAGE!!! Last time I couldn't see Pogo or Ginger too well. Pogo had the suit on, not THE suit but his SS looking thing in that one promo picture. Then they played Get Your Gun and Dogma. . ."so fucking pretty. . ." Aphter Tourniquet he said something like "Oh my beautiful people, sing for me:Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal!" And the crowd chanted phor like 2 minutes. Sweet Dreams. . . what can I say? Oh wait he said it better "Now that we have catered to our MTV audience, we can really play, now." I swear I was living in the CD when they started Irresponsible Hate Anthem; it was sooooo much like the beginning "WE HATE LOVE! WE LOVE HATE!" over and over and over. I liked it. My phreind starts beating my head in during Little Horn. I turned around and he points to Zim and Zim is playing an SG. I thought that was kind of cool, I'm not impressed by guitarists pieces (unless there is a Ouija board on the pick guard, but hey that's just me). It snowed during Cryptorchid, and the stage went dark phor a little while. The lights come up and he's on a podium, pounding on a bible (it is a bible, i got to read one of the pages, probably phrom the hotel or something) and the rest of them are in silver war helmets. It ends with him swinging himself like a puppet around the podium, and bible ripping, and him chastising us: "Is that the best NY can do?" The Beautiful People and The Reflecting God and "I was brought into this world in 1969. I want you to help me destroy it in 1996!!!" And they play that.
Then the lights go out again, and people are starting to get restless and Ginger and Madonna Wayne start pounding on drums, and Twiggy starts in. "I am the God of Fuck!" Then he starts on us again "Are you sure this is NY? I'm a bit confused because these guys down here (pointing at security pit) told me you were gonna break down the barricade and rush the stageand try to suck my dick!" And the crowd cheered and they start playing Misery Machine. Aphter the whole "beep beep" thing he phell oph his cube! He phell oph the damn cube, and he rolled around on the phloor a little and threw the minke stand around a bit (LOOKOUT GINGER![he didn't hit him] ) and the microfone wound up in the audience somewhere. And the lights went out again. Aphter 3 minutes they start playing and you only see them when the strobe light (or a camera phlash) was shot. There were lilies on the mike stand and, it was so perphect! Then security were assholes and made us all leave. And my phriend fucked up his leg so we had a visit to the paramedics.
We, like the other 100 or so people, waited outside to get a phinal glimpse of the band. Phrancis and I made a couple of phriends. Twiggy peeked his head out the door and went back in. So we all waited phor about an hour or so and phound out they already lepht (they went out the phront door supposedly)
Anna Nicole Schmid
"Light a candle for the sinners, set the world on fire!"