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"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown highs and lows: two opening bands were pedestrian (didn't care for him - the rest of the band wasn't there or something) and deago jones or something like that. pedestrian was a just a mess of most high pitched sound played on a loop. it was one guy singing his stuff and making a shit load of noise. not all my bag -- at least not the high pitched sonic noise shite. the jones band was better. the singer was smart.. funny.. and good on stage. he got the crowd pumped with his "give me the devil horns!" routine. devil horns being your pointer and pinky fingers upraised. he had some good yale-ish jokes. they played a hell of a lot harder music than the first guy.. but oddly, i didn't think it much fit with olp. my only real gripe is that.. they played too fucking long. guess i'm a jackass who paid to see a band wanted that band on stage asap. what really pissed me off was the 40 minutes it took to clear the stage for olp to get on it.. 40 minutes is just too damn long. what really disappointed me was.. the sound. his voice was all fucked up and feedback-filled (i think) when he screamed out lyrics. he sounded awsome talking and singing normally.. but when he got really loud, it was just painful to hear. see, i am old. btw, why is louder better? better is better. louder has nothing to do with it.. rather like looking at a painting. more light doesn't make it better.. in fact too much light can make it hard to see -- just like too much volume makes it hard to hear. make sense? yea, i'm old. hearing songs live is a hell of a lot different. being in a club was nice. i think.. i think i'd really love an acoustic show. i need to check that out. i like to hear.. to understand.. the music. loud is good when you still cope with the sound. too much sound is just...well, why not play static and imagine it's your favorite song? i was going to post some funny overheard comments and what not.. but i forget most of them now. like a true dumbass.. i set my vcr to record lost, but i recorded the replay of the opener.. not the new one. i like being on campus at yale.. as i walked around before the show. though i did feel weird being around so many youngins. made me think about my idea of getting my phd. also thought about what it must be like to do something you love.. imagine playing in a band.. up on stage and you start a song -- just the opening notes -- and EVERYONE knows it. you dont need to sing, the crowd will do that for you. imagine what that's like the very first time it happens. the first time you realize, "wholey fuck, they know ever word. not just one or two people, the whole crowd!" would i want to be a rock star? i dunno. i just envy them doing what they love. today, i bought cheese with nuts in it at the italian store today. not sure i like it.. but it cooks good on my cheap ass frozen pizza.
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