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good night, damen und herren
2003-06-22
i feel strange. because i'm so tired i'm close to collapse. i got woken up way too early last morning because the fucking neighbours thought it was a good idea to use a saw for whatever. and the night before i had to stay up late because our other neighbours found it funny to first ring our doorbell because they had forgotten their keys. we didn't let them in, though, because they suck and they were drunk and fighting again and we didn't want them to know we were awake. after a while someone else opened the door for them and they proceeded to fight on the stairs because they still had no keys to their flat. and today i'll probably pull an all-nighter because there's this festival special on right now and placebo will be on around 5 or 6.
things are going better than the last time i updated this, i think. though i can't really say that cos things weren't going too wrong then, either. it's mostly me going wrong, not any outer circumstances.
hell, i wish placebo would just come on. i am, of course, taping the whole thing but i wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. i'm so desperate to see them. going to bed now would be so disappointing.
oh look, the sun's coming up. and lifehouse are still on stage. quite worryingly so cos there are at least 5 other acts between them and placebo and the show will end at 6. this is just not gonna work out like this. i hope they'll maybe only show one or two songs of not-so-well-known acts. but then again...die happy or lifehouse or reamonn would have been a little shorter then, too.
whoooo. the gigs ARE shorter. only 2-3 songs. in fact, they are so short that i am beginning to think that placebo might be longer than the average bit.
so, what did i miss? nothing, i know.well, the mexican guys covering a song that i don't quite recognise now. i know it's a cover but with spanish lyrics i can't figure out what it is. and i don't really care, either.
fuck, if i stayed up this long and they'll only show 10 minutes of placebo then...then...
...then i'll probably still be happy as fuck. *blushes*
aww, the chick from evanescence (sp?) is wearing a tiara. prettiness. i'm probably one of the very few people who haven't fallen for them and their song, yet, but she'll get 5 extra points for that. she's very pretty anyway. in her corset and all. i think i want her babies. (wait...uh...)
i've been writing this for over 2 hours already, you know. i think i am sick already. and i bet there's nothing interesting you get from this.
WHOOOOOOO. *screams* (silently, of course) my gawd...can it get ANY sexier. *panting* haha, sweat has never looked better.
ahem, ok, i'll release you from the physical pain you must be feeling reading this. i'll go lie in front og the tv and masturbate now...or so... (no, you needn't imagine it)
but i have to admit the rest also seems rather decent. currently silverchair are on and they pretty much rock, too. i'm just afraid of a time later tonight when two acts will be on that i don't know at all. i'll die then, i suppose.
it's this funny feeling when you're so tired and just sucked out that everything seems to be extreme. colours, sounds...it's funky. like a bad trip, i suppose. it kind of adds to the excitement and though it's only a silly 30min-gig on telly i am excited as fuck. it's been so long already. *takes a deep breath*
i think i have met someone special. he's really sweet. and he 'listens'. and i really mean listen. in fact he actually makes it a kind of a hobby. like...something you do actively. he gets me to tell him things that i probably wouldn't tell anyone else that soon. it's nothing sexual, though. i don't fancy him, either. what's it with people seeing everything in a sexual way, anyway? i noticed this today while watching tv. there's no movie that does not contain a love story of some sort. even if it's mainly about...dunno...aliens and terrorists that want to destroy the earth there's always a love story that, in the end, steals the attention. aren't love and sex sometimes just unimportant? i mean...life isn't a bloody porn movie or is it?
anyway...the guy. yes, he amazes me. sometimes i have to stop talking to him for a while because it's just so...intense. he makes me think about myself a lot and partly i hate him for that because i'm discovering things about myself that i don't wanna know. it really is a good therapy in a way.
the worst thing is that i've eaten red chili flavoured crisps a few hours back and they have that sweet-ish smell and now i'm still smelling it though i'm feeling slightly sick and i can feel my stomach turning upside down.
also tina just left after silverchair's set and maja refuses to watch the whole thing so there's no one to make fun of the bands/singers with and stuff. how boring. i could, of course, do it here but lifehouse will be on in a minute and i think i'm in enough trouble already. but why do they all have at least three female background singers? i think every act except silverchair had them so far? is there some sort of trend going on that i (and obviously placebo, too) missed? i could make fun of the audience. but they're so painfully unfunny that that would be pointless. ok, they are funny but so...punchline-less funny. like those 'no comment' comics in newspapers. with not much left for me to say. i mean...when you know you're gonna be on telly (and this festival has ALWAYS been on telly) don't run around like you would after two weeks of drinking in mallorca. or at least hide from the camera.
ooohhh, i can make fun of the sound people in charge during lifehouse's set. it sounds like those funny mp3/mpeg clips where it sounds like they're singing underwater. maybe that's some sort of special effect but that wouldn't make sense as it is an afternoon gig and probably most people aren't stoned/drunk enough to go for that kinda stuff, yet.
making fun of sound people sucks. when they make mistakes they're making fun of themselves already.
yes, i'm babbling crap to keep me awake. what else should i do? i don't really wanna drink loads of coke or other crap. i mean, i DO wanna sleep after the gig so i will survive the week.
seriously, the time they broadcast this makes me angry. all other sort of shite is shown earlier. it's kind of putting down a whole group of viewers. ALL mature music broadcasts are shown at night. why can't...grannies stay up late and watch they're celeb shows? or housewives to watch talk- and quizshows? it's not fair. it's not like all music fans are unemployed and boring fucks without lives, you know? i mean, ok, i am (not unemployed, though) but most people aren't.
oh god, no. not apocalyptica. please. i sooo can't make anything of their stuff and this'll kill me. and currently i am just seeing hair playing instruments, sorry. it would be funny if they'd hit their heads at least from time to time but they manage to freak out AND refrain of banging their heads into the instruments. disappointing.
oh super! now i can't stop sneezing. will this torture ever end? 6 times already. congrats to myself, really. 7. 8.
annette's record is 22 but i think i am not gonna beat that. at least not tonight. now my nose feels kinda numb and it's running (where to? haha.) *sigh* the whole world is against me tonight.
yes, no matter how much crap i am writing here tonight i'll keep this up until my three husbands (tee hee) are on because...well, just because. you should know me by now.
call me ignorant but apocalyptica are ridiculous. well, maybe they aren't but they look like it. three...well, i'd say metallica-esque guys SITTING on stage with old-fashioned instruments (are they called basses? i don't even know cos i never had to care) it just looks wrong.
that mexican band now reminds me of costa cordalis+son (if you don't know who i am talking about...consider yourself lucky).
i just nearly drowned in ice-tea. i was just trying to drink. a clear sign that bedtime's long ago. i think i'll go pee now. yes, good plan. brb.
oh hooray, i feel i'm getting ill. my head is all numb and my throat is sore. but i can't stay away from school this time. well, not that early anyway. i really wanna improve my marks this time cos i want to shorten the whole apprenticeship. this basically means i just need to be there. if i hear and understand everything the exams should be quite easy. i hope.
sooooon. oh so sooooon. shut up fucking the hives-singer whatever your name may be.
placebo - the bitter end (liiiiiive)