Excuse Me, That Was My FootChicago's own "Disonic" had a homecoming show at the Logan Square Auditorium. While I had attended the "Cupcake Fest" for Escape From Earth last month, could I resist going to this? NO WAY!
First off, the line just to get in was wrapped around the building. I knew I should have waited a while before going over to the Logan. But at least I got to meet some of the other fans of Disonic. Nice bunch of teens that couldn't believe someone my age could like heavy metal rock. They all dressed the part, and there I was in a pink t-shirt and blue jean shorts with no make-up on. Plus my trusty Tony Stewart ball-cap.
How did I even find out about this concert, you ask? Well, I happen to have Disonic as friends on myspace. In fact, a lot of my friends on myspace are non-famous bands and most are local to Chicago. I love all kinds of music and getting out to see them is one of the biggest joys I have since I spend most of my time in bed because of my back.
I know the risks of going to see heavy metal bands, mosh pits, stage diving, thrashing about by teens that are energized by the music. I normally find a corner where it is safe. But even last night, Sunday July 23, 2006, nowhere was safe and I got into a mosh pit some how.
Now those of you that have not been in a mosh pit, it involves skipping around in a circle and being pushed about by those standing around in the circle until you start pushing or throwing yourself back at them. Thank god for back braces and medical corsets or I could have gotten seriously injured.
I retreated to the bathroom only to be barraged by a wall of smoke and young women applying as much black eyeliner as their faces could possibly handle. After an hour, I couldn't handle anymore and I made the decision to come home.
The Logan is only two blocks away from my home, so home I limped. Here it is Monday, July 24, 2006, in the morning and I have yet to get my hearing back. I have to scream "What, What!" at my kids just to be able to hear what they are saying.
Would I do it again? You betcha. You don't turn down free tickets for nothing.
Besides I was already tired from touring churches and banquet halls for our wedding that will happen on June 22, 2007. So needless to say, I had to soak my feet in Epsom salt when I got home and will probably soak them again here in a bit.
Metal today is not like the metal when I was a teenager. We didn't have mosh pits. Yeah there was some stage diving, but not to the extent of today. There was a lot of head banging and if everyone knew the song, a lot of singing along.
Teens today have a lot of repressed anger that they seem to only get out at these concerts. It's just not like it was back in the 1980's and 1990's.
Published on July 24, 2006 in