The bass, the rock, the mic, the treble, this week was incredibly awesome. While the Missus and I have been working to repaint our bedroom still, we took a bit of a break so we weren’t wrecked when seeing Mindless Self Indulgence in concert. Though there was some interesting moments and not exactly in a good way, MSI has proven to always be worth the adventure. Though they weren’t the only awesome band that night.
It’s usually best to start at the beginning. So, the first band to hit the stage was The Iris. This is the third time I’ve seen them live and honestly they’re growing on me. Though I’m not really sold on the covers that they do, their sound is pretty awesome and they really have a presence on stage. I’d like to hear more of their original songs and have an interest in picking up an album or two.
Next up is The Bunny The Bear. Now I had never even heard of them before that night. While it can be really hard to create a first impression of a band at concert in my opinion, these guys already have my interest peeked. It was such a unique combination of sounds that I really wouldn’t mind hearing more. It also helped a bit seeing a big guy with such a high voice. Over all, very unique and something I want to hear more of. Though hearing more won’t really be a problem since the Missus picked up one of their albums.
Finally, the act we came for, Mindless Self Indulgence. There really is nothing bad I can say but then again, I’ve been a fan for years. As with any concert, there are songs you want to hear that just don’t make the set this time around. Yet in no way did that detract from the show. I even heard a few older songs by them that I’d never heard before. Over all an incredibly wicked night of epic proportions.
Though I did say there were “not exactly good” interesting things that happened during the show. As usual, I seem to inspire people to talk to me. Not sure how I do it but it must be part of my charm. Though it wasn’t the hunk of metal that I call a wheelchair or my curious lack of arms that seemed to do it. In fact, it was a shirt. I wore my UK Rocks shirt that I hadn’t worn for years. Quizzically this gave some suggestion that I was British. Supposedly someone pointed to me suggesting that I was based on my attire which lead to me being approached and questioned about such. I’m not going to lie, I was tempted to put on an accent and agree. Yet, that usually is asking for more trouble than I’m willing to address. Nonetheless, an entertaining encounter be it equally as strange.
Yet, it was after the show that really made it for me. Despite nearly getting trampled but a small mob of people and nearly finding three girls in my lap, the Missus and I got pictures with most of MSI. First was Little Jimmy Urine. Now, last year I started my Photo Op tour with Jimmy which was an awesome experience. This year it turns out that he remembers me. Though I really shouldn’t be too surprised. Most people who even glanced in my direction seem to remember me. Yet getting to meet a band member and they remember you from one meeting prior is pretty awesome.
Next up is the drummer, Kitty. She was incredibly nice. When I thought that we’d have to walk away with only the one picture again, I got a little help from family in asking her for a photo. She gladly came around to me which is always well appreciated. Afterword we got to have a quick chat about the “Fuck Machine” shirts that she designed and my step-dad was wearing.
Finally we got to snag Lyn-Z for a very quick photo. She was surrounded by fans and personally, I didn’t want to take up too much of her time. It was still incredible to get a photo with her because I’m almost always envious of bassists. This may be due to the fact that I have a bass of my own and I do wish to be able to play it one day.
So another great concert under my belt and an even better adventure. Unfortunately this is my last planned adventure until Summer with Phoenix Comicon. Yet, I’m sure I can endure the wait with a little Mindless Self Indulgence.