*still a lot of rhythm in these rockin' bones*

"PATTERSON! MEET ME IN BUTTZVILLE!" -beth

july 25, 2005 - 2:30 pm

when asked how our trip to new york went, beth described it as "terrible, but fun." i couldn't have put it better myself.

so the four of us left early, hoping to make it to a barbecue/free show to see king louie play. as it turned out we missed king louie, so that sucked. or i hear that he didn't even play because he was in the hospital, which sucks even MORE. while standing around outside i saw a cute boy that kept looking over and i wanted to make friends but i was too shy. if you know anything about the english language, THAT WAS FORESHADOWING, FOLKS!

as we drove, a car pulled up and suddenly i was staring at johnny's naked butt. awesome! later when they caught up to us again, i looked over to see a sign stuck to the window with gum that read "TEENGENERATE OR BUST!" haha it was great.

so after missing the barbecue, we ate chinese food and went to hannah's where we were staying for the nite. she was nice. it was nice of her to let a bunch of strangers stay over. then the adventure began.

the 6 of us tried to get cars to drop us off at the club but we got lost looking for the car place. when we found it, we got a van so that we could all go together, and our driver didn't speak very good english. he misunderstood the directions completely, which was why we ended up in manhattan when we were supposed to be at the southpaw in brooklyn. we had to split up and take cabs BACK to brooklyn, where we were in the first place, and we finally got to the show late as the first band was finishing. they played cool videos in between bands, like "new rose" by the damned and bo diddley.

THE WEEKENDERS: we only caught the last few songs but they were pretty good. pretty good for having some girls in the band, because normally i do not like girl bands.

KINGHTS OF THE NEW CRUSADE: i think that was their name. they were kinda funny and kinda entertaining but i wish they would have rocked harder. i liked their outfits though and their little rants about how hell was real and it was a real place and with god, anything was possible. ha.

THE REATARDS: this was probably the highlight of my weekend. the singer (who i hear is a total asshole to everyone but is still pretty adorable) looks like a little boy, and he is SO ANGRY all of the time, so he always looks like a little kid throwing a temper tantrum. he stamps his feet and throws his fists down at his side and says things like "LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TALK! TURN IT UP!" at one point he got onto one of the speakers while he had the microphone cord wrapped around his throat. the mic was jammed into his mouth so he could sing (muffled) without holding on to the microphone. then he jumped off the amp and slid in a puddle of beer and went skidding across the stage on his butt. and he looked angrier than ever. but it was great. he also threw the whole mic stand into the crowd and totally clocked some guy in the nose. i saw him walking around later with an ice pack. another time some ass from the crowd jumped on stage and tackled the bass player. they both went flying into the crowd, directly on top of me, guitar and all. it hurt. still, SO GOOD. the set was great. and the drummer played the whole thing in his white boxer-briefs, which i thought was really excellent.

ZODIAC KILLERS: they were really fun. apparently it's their last show ever. that sucks. they covered the mummies and did an encore because people were lovin' them up. i even liked the girl in the band. she was sassy.

TEENGENERATE: dang. awesome. haha i don't know what else to say. i wanted to hear "mess me up" and "just head" but didn't. they opened with "my gto" and covered "this is rocknroll" by the kids and "wild weekend" by the zeros. they did like two little encores. it was way fun. i was right up front the entire time, getting my butt SERIOUSLY SPANKED, so we should have some good pictures of the bands.

so since i was just mentioning it, let me emphasize my point here: the crowd at that show was full of ASSHOLES! i am soo sore today from being punched, smashed, dropped on, etc. and it wasn't just the usual good-natured fun that people have when they get crazy at their favorite shows. people were seriously being rude and stupid and, like, hurting each other on purpose because it was cool or something. i was not impressed.

what made it better though was when we first walked into the club and i saw the cute boy from the barbecue earlier in the day. all nite long we eye-contact flirted, which is like the best thing in the world. we smiled at each other all nite long and yet he still wouldn't come over and talk to me! at one point during the show, someone was leaning on me and i got annoyed and pushed them off. that was when i realized it was HIM and i didn't mind so much anymore. haha. we spent the rest of the zodiac killers set standing so very close together...and i don't think it was an accident. i loved it. finally after the set i couldn't take it anymore. when he looked the next time i motioned for him to come over. i said "so after the show do you want to take pictures in the photo booth, or what???" he smiled and said all shy-like, "yes..." haha i melted. when we found each other after the show and we were getting into the photo booth i asked him if he was from new york. he said "actually, i'm from france." THEN i could tell he had a cute little accent. haha it was the best. apparently he flew to ny alone and met up with some friends for the show, and then he was flying to flordia to meet up with the rest of his band, who was about to do a mini-tour in the us. i wanted to kiss him because i knew i would probably never see him again anyway, but i could tell he was so shy and i didn't want to freak him the fuck out. i just got his band's website and left. last nite, i looked them up and it's a good thing i didn't act on my impulses...HE'S FOURTEEN! hahahahaha. french boys must look older, or something!! ha. i have said many times before that i have a bad habit of falling for younger guys, but by that i meant like 18 or 19. which is still pretty bad. haha but oh christ, please believe me when i tell you he DIDN'T look fourteen! haaaaaaaaaa.

so after the show i was a TOTAL WRECK. i was sooo dirty and disgusting and i had cans of beer poured all over me and i was covered in everyone's sweat in that whole damn club. i didn't bring a change of clothes to ny, so i had to spend the rest of the weekend feeling like pigpen from peanuts. i am convinced everyone could see a cloud of filth all around me.

the next morning we left hannah's and went to meet up with mags (jeff magnum of the dead fuckin boys) and beth. we got a tour of their nice apartment and it made me giggle when jeff showed us the basement where the computer is and he said "and this is where we listen to you guys!" also to see our hot trash magnet on their fridge was silly. so then they took us walking around new york. we got some real fuckin brooklyn pizza! haha. it was the biggest piece of pizza i have ever eaten in my life. then we walked around taking pictures of each other in various places because they had 2 cameras to use up and we had the rest of ours. we took pictures in funny places like in front of a bakery with all these pastries in the window, in front of a huge statue of french fries, in front of a garden where a "sex and the city" scene was filmed, and in front of cbgb's (duh, haha). jeff gave us presents again, the unreleased cyclones cd that he plays bass on (and it is FUCKING RAD, i promise -- listen for some on hot trash tuesday, etc!) and some magazines and stuff. how nice! we had a fun time, they are fun people. <3

so we left around 4 and after a few minor setbacks, arrived home around 12. during the trip we saw signs for "paterson" (ha, andrew), "buttzville" (next vacation?!) and "scotrun," which everyone in the car read as "scrotum." two truckers honked and waved at my cleavage on the way home. damn them for being up so much higher than us. tim even saw the first guy lean over to look, and radio to the trucker in front of him! what the heck is WRONG with people???

speaking of...while walking down the street in ny, a black man yelled across the street and down half the block "hey shorty wit da fat ass! i'll make you cum!" i was hoping he was referring to the camera in my back pocket, but i doubt it. i was mildly mortified, but decided it shouldn't be no thang because more often than not, when my butt is the topic of conversation it is nice things being said rather than anything mean. besides, that probably WAS a compliment coming from that guy. beth couldn't stop laughing, mags wanted us to go take a picture with him, and tim said he is going to forever refer to me as "shorty wit da fat ass." great. hehe.

the following conversation took place on the way home, and that is what i will leave you with. it was terrible, but fun.

#1: it's ok. be jealous. i got a schmagel.

#2: A WHAT?!?!

#3: {laughing}

#1: a schmagel!

#2: WHAT!!??!!

#3: {laughing and laughing}

#1: ALL SCHMAGEL!!!

xoxo

erin

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