Rasputina

Nicole and I got to the Troubadour at about seven and got in line with a few of her friends. We all chat for a while, until the box office opens. General talking mostly. And I must say, I felt more out of place than I ever have before. But for all the time that I spent out of place, I didn't really care, because I was excited to finally see Rasputina in person.

We went in at about eight, got a couple beers, and waited, front row of the stage, right where Zoe plays.

First up, were the Hazard County Girls. A group of three girls who reminded of me and my band back on 2000. A little bit of rock, and completely inaudible vocals, they brought back a few good memories of band practice in my backup guitarists' Garage.

The songs that the Hazard County Girls played reminded me of a few songs that I wrote, but I just wish I could have heard the vocals. I know, when I was playing and singing, I could hear myself singing, but no one else in the band could hear shit. Why you ask? Because we didn’t have either the right equipment, and balancing the sounds of two guitars, a bass and a drum set were hard enough to figure out without throwing in vocals as well. So the solution was that we turned up the only PA system we had, an 8" little guitar amp and a mic, and hoped for the best. Needless to say, like Hazard County Girls, we still couldn't hear shit... but the music kicked ass.

During Hazard County Girls, there was one particular girl behind me that was completely trashed, and dancing behind me. Now Usually I don’t mind this at all. People always end up swaying or bouncing a little when they're listening to live music at levels usually reserved for the Super Bowl Halftime show. I could feel that she was having a good time, so I left her alone... until she decided that she wanted to intrude upon feeling my back in a sensual way. Well, Nicole noticed that before I did because I was getting lost in the music... and Nicole was getting pissed as you could well imagine. Well, a few minutes of nothing and I get a chill. Turns out Nicole was throwing such a look of "Get the hell away from my boyfriend", that several people noticed, and pulled the girl away from me. I can tell that Nicole was pissed, but what the hell was I going to do? I mean, I usually hate confrontation. But if it would have happened again, I would have said something. A few minutes later, the girl moves to another part of the floor.

After about forty-five minutes of Hazard County Girls, then it was time for another beer and a short wait for Rasputina. I'm glad that Melora, Zoe, and Johnathon didn’t keep us all waiting for an hour before coming on. If there is one thing I hate, is that bands will keep a crowd waiting and waiting. Korn did that the first Summer Sanitarium Tour. It was still bright outside, so they stayed backstage until it was dark... so an almost two hour food fight and boobie flashing contest broke out. Alas, Rasputina didn't make us do that.

Rasputina is absolutely amazing in person. There is something about listening to instruments that are usually reserved for orchestras, in a small setting, playing music that is in a genre all it's own, calling it "rock" isn't even doing it justice. And with Nicole's fascination with Melora, I found myself mesmerized by Zoe. Probably because she was playing no more that two feet away from me, she had my attention most of the night. And Johnathon was throwing a few looks at Nicole, but that's only because they hang out from time to time.

After the show, Nicole and I hung around to talk with Johnathon. It took about twenty minutes to get a chance for Johnathon to get to us, but I finally met him. Now he's an alright guy, seems pretty down to Earth, and doesn’t have that "Holier than Thou" attitude that a lot of musicians have. We talked fora few, and then the security guy said, "Everyone Out!" At which time Johnathon said, "Screw it, come up with us and hang out for a while. We're all friends here." So Nicole, Johnathon and I walk upstairs into the backstage area. I met Zoe, and tried to meet Melora, but she was engulfed in conversation. Not wanting to be rude, I didn’t interrupt Melora.

Staying up there for roughly twenty minutes, Nicole and I decided that it was time to go, seeing we had to see Adam at a bar a couple miles away. WE said goodbye to Zoe and Johnathon, and walked to the car.

We met up with Adam at the bar. A very recognizable music was playing. "Adult" (sorry I cant find the website) was DJ'ing after Adam DJ'ed the first part of the night. And "Adult" is well liked by Nicole and Myself, but they weren't performing, they were just DJ'ing, which is still cool, but not hte same.

All in all, it was a fantastic night, despite that Nicole bought five tickets for Rasputina, and only her and I went since Benton, and Christina bailed on us. But Nicole was able to sell a couple of the tickets in line. So Thank you Nicole to the enjoyable and memorable evening.

This entry is from the damn blog. Posted by evin at 12:43 PM

Right now, as I'm writing this blog, an ending of something that has inspired me for most of my life is closing another door. This inspiration, has sparked so many dreams and ideas, and indirectly, has steered my life to where it is today... at a leading edge of technology.

To any one who is reading this, who actually realize what I'm talking about, then I wouldnt doubt that you and I could talk for hours without pause.

I'm talking about the last and final episode of the Star Trek Saga that has captured audiences since the mid 60's. Tonight, is the final episode of Star Trek: Enterprise.

Regretfully, I haven't seen every episode as religously as I've watched the TNG episodes, but I'll change that when I get the DVD's.

"All Good things..."

This entry is from the damn blog. Posted by evin at 9:20 PM

Yesterday, I went to my first Major League Baseball game; Angels verses Indians.

My dad called me up at about eleven and asked if I wanted the tickets since my dad and his boss/friend weren't able to make it. So I call up Nicole, and she is almost surprised. You see, this time, when Nicole and I are together, we're going out a lot more. Not staying at her place all night, but going out with friends, parties, shows, and the like, but never to a baseball game. So it was a nice change of scenery.

We got to the game, I had a beer, and Nicole had a Mikes Hard Limeade (that tasted like a pure lime right off my tree). We head up to the upper deck, and watch the game. And, like their last game, loose to the Indians.

But It was an experience I wont forget, and I enjoyed it.

This entry is from the damn blog. Posted by evin at 8:28 PM

In my haste to go to sleep yesterday, I greatly overlooked a very significant detail about my birthday.

It seems that it was brought to my attention that my best friend Charles was actually the the culprit behind both of my last birthdays. And only now did he tell me about it.

All this time, I was thinking that Nicole would be the one planning everything, seeing how she was asking me for everyone's phone number. But it only goes to show, that the ones who wont say a thing about anything, are usually the ones behind it all.

I'm sorry that I was so hasty in overlooking my best friend in the planning of my birthdays. Thank you Charles for being the quiet conspirator.

This entry is from the damn appologies blog. Posted by evin at 11:30 AM

Well, I suppose I should blog about my bitch'n day... even though it's a week late.

I had a wonderful day, nice easy day at work, no hassle except for the typical idiots that the Department of Transportation deem worthy to drive vehicles, and a great evening.

Well, To save me writing the whole day's events, again, I'll link up a thread that has pictures, and the events of the day.

Here is the link.

On a personal note, I would like to thank my girlfriend Nicole for putting so much effort in making my 24th birthday a special one! Without my girl there, well, I would have had yet another shitty birthday.

This entry is from the damn blog. Posted by evin at 7:58 PM