Well...what an "interesting" show...the best part came
afterwards though...
Twiggy seemed more energetic than usual...during one song
he jumped up on the drum riser then leaped off. During
another song, he laid on Mr. Manson's cube for a minute
or two (still playing all the while). Zim Zum seems
to be really "into it" now. I was very near Twiggy, but
not in the pit type area...I was off to the side and up
a little, against the railing. Twiggy fucking spat all
over EVERYTHING. He spat a big goober right onto his bass
at one point. I feel I got gypped at this show...Mr. Manson
must have gotten pissed off at SOMETHING, because approxiamately
half way through "1996", Mr. Manson trashed Ginger's drums again (although
I think he got out unscathed this time). Then they proceeded to turn over
amps and shit, and walk offstage. No encores. Oh yeah, one amusing thing
that I forgot: after "Sweet Dreams", Mr. Manson said "Now that we're done
catering to the Mtv viewing audience". I think they skipped "Wormboy".
(Keep in mind the following is only based on MY interpretation of what I
think I remember seeing)
Some guy in front of me gets into an argument with a security guy
over spitting or something...I personally didn't think the guy was going to
get violent with the security(?) guy, but apparently the security guy saw
fit to spray mace or pepper spray or something in the general direction of
the guy he was having an argument with. Well, he didn't have terribly good
aim, and I got an eyefull as well...actually, I'd say the right side of my
face got it pretty damn good. GODDAMN that shit HURTS. I was fucking in
some SERIOUS pain within seconds...I don't know what the hell that shit was,
but it was effective. I don't think my friend Mike even got directly hit,
but he was coughing like a motherfucker, as was I...apparently the shit makes
your lungs sting when you inhale it. I'm almost on the ground at this point...
my eyes watering heavily (I don't doubt at this point that if that shit hadn't
been making my eyes water, I would have been crying from the pain)...my eyes
hurt, my face hurt, it hurt like hell to breathe. For some reason or another...
probably a combination of pain and frustration, I turn around and throw an
EMPTY PLASTIC water bottle (it wasn't evian, but the bottles were almost exactly
the same) at the drum kit...through the tears in my eyes, I'm 99.99% sure I
saw it hit the drums...no damage done, RIGHT? (Bottle probably weighs less than
an ounce.) WRONG. As I stumble toward the exit, all of the sudden I get grabbed
by my hair and DRAGGED backwards (I mean DRAGGED...I think I was pretty much
too disoriented to try to walk backwards to minimize the pain). I'm sure some
of you know what happens when you get your hair pulled...(Your eyes water)...and
it just so happens that when your eyes water, it makes that shit I got sprayed
with work BETTER. So I'm in even worse pain...out of the corner of my eye
I happen to see what color of shirt my attacker is wearing. Wow, what a
coincidence...I could have SWORE it was the same color as the shirts the security
guys were wearing...I get dragged outside and thrown to the ground...I cover my
head with one arm and say something to the effect of "Just let me go...I'll walk
away" (Except probably half-sobbing from the combination of the mace and hair-
pulling)...after this I hear something to the effect of "Fuck you...you think
it's funny to throw shit motherfucker? You better not ever throw anything
else in your fucking life..blah blah" At this point I assume it's possible that SOMEONE
there was thinking of kicking my ass, because I heard someone near me going,
"No, dude, don't...just don't" or something like that. I believe during this,
my arm was being twisted behind my back, but I don't really remember too much
about that, as I had enough pain to worry about. I get picked up by my hair
again (this time more pushed than pulled, but he still had a grip on my hair)
...and he shoves me in the direction of the street and says "start walking".
Well, it just so happens that after talking to a few people I talked to someone
who says he knew what guard number did the hair thing, and to someone who said
they knew which one sprayed the mace (although I heard it may have been multiple
guards). Well, AFTER all this, I have to drive home over 100 miles...well,
due to the pain when backing out my car I scrape against a concrete post,
scuffing yet MORE paint on my car. A little ways down the road, a little
piece of dirt or something flies into my eye, thereby making it water...
so basically I have to pull over in order to avoid the possibility of
wrecking my car due to the pain. I get home and tell my mom all this, and
basically she blames me for bothering to go to columbus to see MM. She says
that I should expect that sort of thing at a concert. I try to explain
that SECURITY should NOT be acting like that, but I could see there's no
getting through.
Fuck the Newport.
Hopefully the new few shows will be better (and non-painful).
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My list of live and rare recordings by NIN, Nirvana,
Marilyn Manson, HOLE, etc...
http://www.netcom.com/~dainbrmg/bootlist/
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