last night fucking rocked.

setlist:

angel w/ the scabbed wings
gyg
dogma
dried up
tourniquet
lunchbox
sweet dreams (the rev said, "this one's for iowa"....god it was disgusting...)
irr. hate anthem (intro this nite was "we hate love, we love hate" chant, last night, he did the "everybody's someone else's nigger. i know you are so am i. i wasn't born with enough middle fingers. i don't need to choose a side" (dunno if chicken put that in her review, i haven't read it yet.) anyway, i was happy he'd switched to the we hate love, cuz the crowd just erupted into cheers the second he said the werd nigger in kzoo and i tell you, it did not please me one tad....and esp. since like it seemed htat almost *everyone* i encountered at the iowa show was a rilly wierdo redneck who kept staring at me.)
little horn
cryptorchid
acs
minute of decay
tbp
the reflecting god
1996
cake & sodomy
misery machine
the man that you fear

clothing:
twiggy: white dress
rev: same as kzoo
mwg: same as kzoo
zim, tie dye type teeshirt, (blue & blsck, it looked like) with black pants
ginger: i have no idea. i talked to him, but i didn't notice his clothes.

yep. yers truly gets to tell this tale. ;) well!!!!! it was quite a hassle for us (me, phoenix, darkone) to even leave chicago! we left at around 5 o'clock, everything that could have gone wrong *did*. (little did we know what the night had in store for us...........) so we ended up missing NY Loose.......AGAIN!.....=/ and they wouldn't let pheonix bring in her chain belt either. (yeah, she's just gonna whip out that sucker and kill the band with it. i can see it now) but! we got there just in time to jump into the crowd as the lights were going down and the band made it's entrance. So, there phoenix and i am, like, totally off to the sides and way back. we observe the pattern of the crowd. during the new songs we make a break for the front. i got second row *right* in front of zim zum (again) and she unfortunately got pushed back. =( darkone ended up second row twiggy side. it was a good show. imho, better than the opener...maybe cuz it was a smaller place, maybe cuz the stage was too small for the rev's podium. no cube either. but it rocked! cuz darkone got to sing "next motherfucker gonna get my metal" into the mic during lunchbox. yay him! so other than that, it was basically yesterday's show, only no backdrops...and no podium. but imho it was mucho better. (i'll explain more later) so then *after* the show, me, darkone, phoenix, and the great hoodoo (aka, darkone's little brother, who i'll refer to as hoodoo now) were hanging out in the back of the col. ballroom. i looked on stage, and there was this guy with a mohawk near the drums....'ginger???' i think? i'm straining to look too, so i ask phoenix, "hey, is that ginger up there???" "i dunno" she says. so we go check it out. and yes! it was the lovely ginger fish up there. we went up to the stage (i'm surprised someone didn't stop us!) and i yelled, "hey ginger!" and he comes trotting over and says "hey!" and he remembered me from cincinatti!!!!!!!!!!!!! woohoo! 1st thrill of the nite fer me. ;) so we're talking and stuff, i asked about his head, how it was from nothing nite, and he was like, "oh it's fine, just a little scar, it bled alot, but it healed pretty well" and showed us the *itty* bitty scar that he had. poor kid. also, it turns out that the mic had in fact hit him that night, just teh end of it though, on the nose, he wasn't hurt at all. (Sara watches Regina, Vegan, and Kara jump for joy) So then, he's like, "so where are you from?" or something, cuz i guess he thought i lived in ohio....and i'm like, "chicago!" and he's like, "our new guitarist's from there...." and we're like, "yeah!" so then we parted ways [phoenix and sara's song: "ginger was nice to us, the davenport remix"].....and turns out, darkone and his bro tried to follow us but were escorted out by security so we find them outside waiting for us. sooooo.........i go out to get my camera and the pix of manson that my friend jenna (the one from nova scotia) drew cuz i promised i'd get em autographed fer her. ;) sooooooo......... we go out side, and wait to meet the band. zim zum comes over, (it was so funny, earlier i had been trying to call him over, saying 'here zim zum! here zim zum!" like he was a puppy or something, it was funny.) and darkone's like, "hey, you were in lsd right?" and zim's looking all like, shocked and flattered, and he's all like, "yeah, blah blah blah" gave us quite a history on the band......darkone can tell ya all about that one though. ;) s o then, i asked if i could take zim's pic and he's like, "sure!" so i snap a *lovely* picture of him, and then we get in for a group picture. zim's such a doll. so then, phoenix and i got a pic with zim zum and he hugged us, and it was sooo coolio. ;) [phoenix and sara's new song: "Zim Zum was nice to us"] so then we go over to the bus where the rev is! and it's just. whoa. ya know, i'd waited 7 shows fer this moment. i had so much to say to him, but i forgot most of it....(but remembered enough of it to matter!) so, we go over and darkone gets his leg signed by the rev, and i took a pic of him and hoodoo together with the rev. *awesome!* so then like, i'm like, "uh......mr manson....i have these pictures fer you." and whip out hte pix i described earlier that were drawn by my bud in nova scotia and he's like, loving them. so he sends one of the pix of twiggy up to him (actually two, cuz i'm missing them...) cuz twig was on the bus. he signed like 5 or 6 of those pix fer me. so then, like, i showed him my parody of irr. hate anthem (hehehehhehee) and he liked it! i was like, cool! he had a grin on his face when he read it and he chuckled several times and put it in his back pocket, and said something like, "that was cool." or "that was good." i was happy. so then i asked if i could have a pic with. "sure" he says. so *sigh* we take a picture. *sigh* it was so awesome. he hugged me. =) i was happy. i will never ferget the feel of his cheek on my forehead. soooooooo! then phoenix and the rev take a picture. [phoenix and sara's new song: "mr manson was nice to us"] and then twig comes out. he's chowing down on pizza, he's hilarious. i took a pic of him, he's all silly looking, rilly cool though. ;) so! darkone and his bro get a pic with twiggy, and then phoenix, and i *think* we all got hugs by him, but alas! i didn't get a pic with him cuz the camera was being wierd and he had to go. *pout* [sara's song: twiggy gave me the shaft - AGAIN!!, the davenport rant.] ;) so they're going to some teenybopper club, called off limits fer a meet and greet. so we get there before the bus, and we're there, waiting, i've got my camera and i'm armed rill well, ready to snap pix of the affair. i got a pic of them coming in. then, they're walking, (and this is all from darkone's viewpoint, as he was closest to the band) this chick spits in mr manson's face. he morphed into REPTILE i tell you, from what darkone said, he got this look of pure hate and said, "you're dead" and tried to kick the girl's ass, but the security held him back and the entire band left. i don't blame them one bit. so then we left (we didn't wanna hang out in teenybopper land!) and as we're leaving, we see the bus go by. needless to say, we followed it. (it's a good thing darkone grew up over there! he knew just where they were headed) so they ended up going to their hotel, then leaving and going to this bar (at first tehre were like 15 cars following them fromt he col. ballroom, 10 from offlimits, and when we reached the bar, about 4 or 5) so the bar's called "the yankee clipper" so darkone and phoenix are looking to me, "what should we do?" teh band got out of the bus and went over there. so i'm like, "hey, lets go." so we get out of the car, we go over there, and i started talking to zepp. then they went into the bar and i followed zepp in. once inside, darkone was just like, "i don't believe you two got in here man..." (see, phoenix and i are only like 19 and we shouldn't have been there in the first place, but the people just assumed we were with the band and let us in without carding us. i love it when that happens! you get to do soooo much fun stuff when it does.) so we're in there, and i'm like, 'oh my god, it's madonna!" (note: sara *rilly* likes mwg's legs) so i'm like, "damn, amy (phoenix) i need a picture with mwg!" so then i go over to him, he'd just sat down and i asked if i could have a picture with. "sure" he says, so i grab a seat and we pose fer hte picture, then i start talking to mwg. which is awesome. cool. what phoenix and i learned from talking to mwg: - his eyes (according to the police) are light grey/green
- took him 4 years to grow the beard. 4 years this month.
- he died his hair black (which is still in a rather random cut up close, but in the pic ya can't tell rilly) but didin't like it so he tried washing it out. (didn't werk rill well though)
- when he's staring at the ceiling when he's playing, he's not looking at anything. so the man *is* in touch with reality.
i learned other stuff too but this shitty band started playing and killed conversation. (that sucked! i liked talking to mwg! he's cool!) so then, like the rev's sitting in back of us, and darkone's sitting on some table, amy's sitting on the other side of pogo, and (chico, yer gonna love this) the rev starts complimenting on darkone's shirt. he's wearing the list shirt. the rev loved it. so awesome. ;) so then, darkone's like, "you guys, this is like a dream!" and i'm like, "yeah, and i *NEVER* want to wake up. i'm very happy.;)"
so then we decided to leave a bit later, (we saw that the rev was okay after the episode @ off limits and that made us very happy, and it was just rilly cool to get to see mr manson being a normal person. not to mention, NEVER EVER! not even in our WILDEST dreams, would we have even *thought* that there might be a remote *chance* that we'd end up hanging out with the band in a bar after the davenport show.) so like, i said bye bye to mwg, and i think darkone said bye to zim and we leave. so we leave. but it gets better! then we get to our motel room, and we had HBO!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOO! Sara highfives Phoenix. ;)

sooooooo....kiddies, this was our review of the davenport show. and i'm going to scan in those pix and put em on my homepage tomorrow (that is, if i'm still not sick as a dog) sometime. and i know, yer all going, "but sara, yesterday, you were practically calling for the rev's head on a stick!" i was rilly sick yesterday, but mainly, i was just upset with the change in mr manson's stage persona. i was thinking that maybe he had changed offstage too with the ego thing. but ya know what? the offstage mr manson is still the same guy he was before. (as i hear from planetcom that is) and that's all i need to know. that the guy, who i consider to be a little boy playing "rockstar" is still a nice guy. so calm down a bit rudy, it's okay. ;) plus i haven't seen the 120 min of nothing yet so i can't get mad at him just yet. (just got back ya know) but after what i heard about it, i can just dismiss mr manson's thing about daisy not being into the fans or whatever as bullshit cuz dammit, (yes, this is a song too) daisy was nice to me! course, i think that maybe who was it? isis? yeah. what isis said about daisy not liking what the fans were becoming is more on the mark, as that's what she got from teh thing. (and i agree with daisy in that case. i hate marilyn manson "fans".) ok. i'm done. and there you have it. *woooo!*

Sara Lee Lucas (Saraesque)