So, this week, Tuesday's not the only day for randomness.
I am slowly digging through the mess known as my inbox. I think I'm almost back to posting like normal...
For those who love giveaways, have you entered all mine yet? Don't forget that Bake Me A Wish cake, c'mon, CHOCOLATE! ;) (Just click the word giveaways up there to get to them all!)
My in-laws are bound and determined that by the end of the month
Those of you who are not into the same music as my DH & I can stop reading here.....
Since when did security at White River turn into Nazi's? Even belt buckles that are larger than normal can't be worn? WT? I had one tell me to take my umbrella back to the car - while I was waiting in line. Um, no. I am not burning myself to a crisp while I am standing outside the venue for hours, thank you very much. (I purposely took an umbrella from the dollar store because I know it's always a crap shoot as to whether or not I get in places with one) And now they even take the lids from water bottles? I'd laugh, but it's kind of sad that there's no respect any more.
Anyways, DH's excitement of the year was getting to meet the (very tired!) guys from Behemoth and getting pictures done with them. We also got to meet the guys in God Forbid, but that wasn't very exciting to us, lol (Actually, I'd never listened to them before Tuesday)
I'm of course biased, but Behemoth did put on a pretty awesome show. A little quieter than tours they'd be higher up on the bill though, no smoke, and just a little bit of fake blood, which my camera is still covered in thanks to Nergal. Actually, it's probably a good thing I had my camera to my face when he did it, or I'd have gotten even more on my face than what I did... A little photo of Inferno for my Behemoth fans (click for bigger photos):
I'll skip the blood photos so I don't scare off the non fans, lol. (if you want to see them, email me)
Here's one of Kerry King from Slayer:
I ended up shooting over 300 photos and some video of Slayer and Marilyn Manson. I will say I got really cranky during Slayer because someone got in front of us - we were front row behind the pit, but they were letting handicapped/disabled right at the barrier in the few feet between our seats and the barrier - which I understand! but this couple somehow managed to get security to let them put a chair there for them, and they were both walking around better than my limping self. So my view of Tom Araya was non-existent when the guy stood up... and just stood there. Want to know how many great photos of him I got? Yeah, ONE! *insert angry grumbling here* Which leads me to the first of my rants for the day:
If you are going to attend a metal concert where bands such as Slayer and Cannibal Corpse are on the bill, at least belong there. If you're politely clapping, and you're not accompanying a teen, you don't belong there. If you're dressed like a Lane Bryant/Limited model like you're going for a Margarita at the bar with your frou frou flower shirt, please: STAY HOME! (That woman was right next to me) Now this leads me to my second rant:
Please, please, if you are over 150 pounds and shorter than me, and older than 30, DO NOT WEAR SEE THROUGH CLOTHES IN PUBLIC! Have some modesty, please. I cannot tell you how many women I saw in the VIP area wearing see through clothes that shouldn't have been. There is confidence, and then there is stuff that belongs in the bedroom - if you're daring, click here to see what the woman who planted her rear in front of me was wearing. That's not the fabric of the pants that covers her rear, it's her panties, and it did not cover her stomach in the front - I will have nightmares for DAYS from her. Not to mention her husband kept pulling the back of her shirt up during Slayer so we all got a good view /sarcasm (That's the nicest photo I could take of anyone. Seriously, one was wearing an ill-fitting bra with a sheer shirt over it! and she was my mother's age, easily!)
Another Slayer shot:
And because I know there's a few Marilyn Manson fans out there, here you go:
See? I'm nice. Actually, he put on a really good