Friday, December 12, 2008

MuDvAyNe rocks my face off!

Mudvayne. Ever heard of them? More than likely, probably not. They're a pretty heavy band but I just love them! There's just something about their music that speaks to me. I've been to my fair share of hard rock / metal shows, but I just love a good Mudvayne show.

We also "won" the chance for a "meet and greet" with the band too. I was hoping to actually get some pictures WITH them, but no such luck...just pictures of them. The concert was last Friday and we had to have the confirmation email for the meet and greet, our ticket and our photo ID in order to get the wrist band for the meet and greet. We HAD to be there by 5:30 sharp according to the email, otherwise we'd be outta luck. So we JUST make it to the box office by 5:30, without our coats since we figured we'd be going in shortly, and get our wrist band. We get in line, and we wait...and wait...and wait. Now, it's 20 degrees outside so we're obviously freezing our asses off! In the mean time, another guy comes around with different wrist bands if you wanted to drink. He comes up to us and asks us where our coats are. I tell him I didn't think we'd STILL be waiting outside and I didn't know they had a coat check. So he highly recommends we go get our coats. Which to me meant that he knew we'd be standing out there for quite awhile still. So my brother goes back to the car and gets our coats. Ok, good. So we FINALLY make it inside...
...to find out that it's basically just a line walking past a table and you can only take pictures of the band. Whatever, still cool.


I got my shirt signed :o)

Me and my bro...

And me and my boy...


So we see the two opening bands and now it's time for the main event! Jim is already gone...I figure I won't see him the rest of the night. Before that though, Jim had bought my brother, John, another beer. So my brother felt sort of obligated to drink it even though he didn't really want it. I know, who cares, but whatever. So John and I are walking down to the main floor and he tells me that when Mudvayne starts he's probably going to hand me his beer. I tell him to just throw it out since I'm not going to drink it and I don't want to hold it. Well all of a sudden, the lights go down and out comes Mudvayne. John gives me his beer and he's gone. There's this swell in the crowd as the mosh pit forms and I sort of get pinned up against a railing. I step up onto the railing as to not spill the beer, and wait for the crowd to subside. Finally there's a spot for me to stand, so I start rockin' out. All of a sudden, the 6'5" dude in front of me is thrown back and the ENTIRE cup of beer is spilled all over me. I'm talking, hair dripping wet, in my eyes and my SHIRT! With all the signatures on it! Thankfully they're safe, but the shirt kind of stinks. So I go into the bathroom to sop up the mess and head back out to the show. There was no way I was going to be angry all night about it. I found a spot in the crowd and took in the show. All in all, I'd say it was a good night.


3 comments:

Rachel Agusti said...

Crazy story about the beer, sounds like you had a pretty good night overall. I like the red mohawk :)

Rachel L said...

I always manage to get beer spilled on me at concerts too- gotta love it... Glad you loved the show and yes Mudvayne does rock!

Melissa said...

I actually know who they are, they are from my neck of the woods, and I have also seen them. I like their music and I am glad you had fun!