Last week Steve called me up, talked about latest happenings and such. It must have been a few months since the last time we got together, so when he asked me about joining him to a concert I immediately agreed to do so. The bands in question were Celestial Bloodshed, Mare (who replaced Sarath) and Urfaust. I had never even heard about any of these bands, but I was looking forward to a night of black metal, drunkenness and catching up with my friend, so I didn’t really care too much about it.

Last night I procured a couple of beers, then proceeded to head out to catch the appropriate subway. Spent a good 5 minutes outside Steve’s place ringing the door bell over and over (deaf drunken bastard), until finally being let in to be greeted by Steve and some guy whose name I don’t remember, rocking out to some music. Drank beer, talked, and were joined by a whole mish mash of random idiotic people later on. The annoying thing about 90% of these metal people is that they’re all the same type of brash loudmouthed macho guys. They constantly need to reassure themselves that they are indeed manly men who doesn’t wear leather because they’re gay. They’ll use pretty much every opportunity to show this, be it with shooting down bottles of straight liqour or pushing and shoving each other as they play air guitar to “the best song in the world” (which seems to change for every track being played). They’ll produce their manliest hand shake, squeezing their muscles as hard as they can to show you that yes, they are in fact strong and confident, stronger than you. Well I could go on and on, but I’ll leave it at that. The short version is that my friend knows a lot of idiots.

Despite being miserable in the company of idiots, time passed on and we eventually headed out around 21:00 to catch the first band playing some 30-60 minutes later. Quite annoying to have to go all the way up to Steve’s place and back again when I live 100 metres from the concert venue, but then again I don’t exactly have a party heaven here in my room. When we arrived at the venue (Betong, Chateau Neuf) the mood was good, just the right kind of drunk. Went up to the front row when Mare started playing — pretty much just messing around with Steve and making faces at each other trying to mimic the ridiculously serious frown the singer had made with his corpse paint. As for the music itself, they were so-so, nothing special. They did give us a lot of laughs though, I’ll give them that, even if it wasn’t intentional. More beers, better mood and the night was great.

Urfaust was playing next, so up to the front row again. They were the only band that I had found any downloadable stuff from before the concert, they’re a Dutch band and this was supposedly their first concert outside their own country. I was a bit skeptical at first when I heard their songs, but a few of them grew on me, they’re certainly a bit different from the norm. They started playing and they were really awesome live. They played some of the songs I liked from before, so that was a big plus. Sung along together with Steve, arms around each other’s shoulders, waving our horns around and enjoying the music thoroughly. Fun, fun, fun!

I believe I got to the point of drunkenness where your body automatically tries to find its way home, as I think I left before Celestial Bloodshed started playing, some time around 1:00 or so. Maybe I missed something great, but who cares, the night was a success either way. Of course I completely forgot to drink any non-alcoholic fluid while drinking last night, so I woke up pretty groggy this morning with a nasty head ache. 500mg ibuprofene, a bottle of water and an hour or two of sleep later I woke up again feeling a bit better.

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