ATTN: Suu, Richter, General Stuart

[Eater of Clowns]

Fuck your band in it's dirty ass, Dimo. The only place I'm going is Hooters tonight, to check out some high-end poon-tang and eat the hot wings.

Dimo if this doesn't go in your sig you're a fool.  This is the most stunning tribute to another poster I've seen in my time here.

[Suu]

HAHAHAH YES.

[0]

EoC thinks I'm joking here folks. I am boycotting this little shit-turd and his group of ne'er'dowell orangutans. I've heard better sounds coming out of the hyena cage at the god damn zoo. You want hear some real music? Listen to to fat-folk going at it, flesh slappin' against pure cellulite, far superior to what mr. Dimo's monkeyracket has to offer.

[Suu]

No shit there I was....


Dimo's band is actually pretty awesome! That is, if you like the thrashy, metal/punk scene. They're really tight and do know how to play instruments and he's really good at working the crowd. Of course also they were all drunk and I'm buzzed so..yeah.

EOC came out, local T-Shirts have been delivered, getting the rest of them out HOPEFULLY this week.

[0]

fuck you Dimo.

fuck you for making me go out and enjoy stuff.

[Dimocritus]

fuck you Dimo.

fuck you for making me go out and enjoy stuff.

My pleasure. Anything I can do to make you uncomfortable.

Seriously, though, I'm really glad you guys came out, it was good clean fun. And it wasn't nearly as unpleasant meeting EoC than I thought it would be  .

The shirts are awesome, and it was nice to have something dry to change into after the shirt I was wearing got covered in floor-beer.

Rock 'n Roll.

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lulz@floor-beer

[Suu]

I was surprised at no mosh pit, but I was sooooooo ready for it.

[Richter]

Some good natured shoving and wrastling was about it.

I normally loathe loathe bars with live music because you can't hear anything over the music (including the music).  I usually avoid these sort of things, or pop in earplugs and drink heavily. 

Dimo's was the show that made me take out the earplugs.  They were doing it RIGHT, and the full assault of sound and atmospheric pressure changes had to be appreciated firsthand.  His band does a sort of 90's punk, reminds me a lot of the local straightedge bands from my highschool days.  Very entertaining stage presence, Dimo himself walking the crowd, slaming around himself and others, and only missing lyrics once when the mic chord lasso'd him more seriously than usual. Shit like that cannot stop the dude, he was singing right where he should be a few beats later.  Oh yeah, the rest of the band shares this trait.  Equipment being thrown offstage, rugs being yanked out from under them, projectile violence, beers being dumped on their faces, none of it was affecting their playing. 
It was weird feeling like the old dude in the crowd, but I'd still see the Parapalegics again in a heartbeat.

[Dimocritus]

Some good natured shoving and wrastling was about it.

I normally loathe loathe bars with live music because you can't hear anything over the music (including the music).  I usually avoid these sort of things, or pop in earplugs and drink heavily. 

Dimo's was the show that made me take out the earplugs.  They were doing it RIGHT, and the full assault of sound and atmospheric pressure changes had to be appreciated firsthand.  His band does a sort of 90's punk, reminds me a lot of the local straightedge bands from my highschool days.  Very entertaining stage presence, Dimo himself walking the crowd, slaming around himself and others, and only missing lyrics once when the mic chord lasso'd him more seriously than usual. Shit like that cannot stop the dude, he was singing right where he should be a few beats later.  Oh yeah, the rest of the band shares this trait.  Equipment being thrown offstage, rugs being yanked out from under them, projectile violence, beers being dumped on their faces, none of it was affecting their playing. 
It was weird feeling like the old dude in the crowd, but I'd still see the Parapalegics again in a heartbeat.

Thanks Richter! You shouldn't feel like the old dude, though. Not sure how old you are, but half of us are in our thirties, and the other bands are older than we are. Age is just a state of mind. That is, until all your parts start breaking and your bits do that moving around thing...

Also, keep in mind, it was Sunday, after all. Catch us on a proper weekend and there WILL be blood.

Also, the skipped lyrics happened because I lasso'd that one guy who got too close. He ate the floor and then shrunk back into the crowd. Don't give ME any of that mosh-pit-alpha-male bullshit. I will fuck someone up.

Really, though, I'm really happy you guys came (except GS, what a caustic prick  ) and doubly so that you had a good time. Thanks again for coming, guys. It was my pleasure to physically abuse myself for your entertainment.

Next time, Richter, wear the chainmail on the outside so people can tell what kind of serious lunatics they're dealing with.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

Chainmail!

[-Kel-]

Okay, we'll be there. In dolemite orange. 

dolemite rocks, check out black dynomite sometime

[Richter]

Chainmail!

Friendly / Subtle:  my light chain, welded stainless, which hides well under a thermal or snug T shirt. 

NON- friendly:  22 lbs of riveted chain, blackened rings, covered in oil and light rust.  Plates attatched to shoulders, usually worn with several layers of additional padding.  WILL cut your hands if you try to punch it.

[Dimocritus]

Chainmail!

Friendly / Subtle:  my light chain, welded stainless, which hides well under a thermal or snug T shirt. 

NON- friendly:  22 lbs of riveted chain, blackened rings, covered in oil and light rust.  Plates attatched to shoulders, usually worn with several layers of additional padding.  WILL cut your hands if you try to punch it.

That's what I'm talking about. We call that a "deterrent" where I'm from 

[Richter]

That's the thing though.  If you're dressed in that stuff you LOOK like a barbed, oily tank, either no one plays with you, or they break out the heavy artillery.  No armor makes you invincible, so going to the party over - armored can have it's problems. 

Unless is was the zombie juggalo whatever show on before you.  Weird, useless costume armor on their part would let me blend in and set stage for soem REAL fun.  Khorne is not honored by the spilling of red corn syrup.

Blood for the Blood God.


The other stuff, with boots and the spring laoded braces I had on my knees / elbows, give me a subtle bit of insurance against injury.