[Contest Entry #2] |
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Written By : Julianna L. I went to a Linkin Park concert on July 29, 2000, at Club Laga in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. The concert kicked mass amounts of ass alone. Linkin Park was opening for The Union Underground, and therefore we had a bunch of crazed Union Underground fans sitting there going "Who the fuck is Linkin Park?!" "Linkin Park?! What the hell is this?" We were given complimentary stickers and cassettes from this band we had never heard of. LOOKED interesting enough... Now, we must clarify something here before going on with anything. Club Laga security guards are IDIOTS. Complete fucking IDIOTS (In the Union Underground's "Turn Me On 'Mr. Deadman'" music video there's one standing RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, so I cannot be seen throughout the whole video. I know that he was in front of ME, because my best friend was right nxt to him in plain view. But that's rather irrelevant...) So, when they were trying to hold us back to let the MTV, etc. cameras through, what did they decide to try and barricade us with, but TAPE. Now, don't get me wrong, it was rather strong tape, but, tape nonetheless. So, we thought the tape might last through at least HALF the goddamn song! I mean, come on! Who the hell is Linkin Park?! But, the extent of their awesomeness kicked our asses before it even hit us. The first fucking guitar note and the ripping of the tape came simultaneously. Guitar here, tape gone. Just like that. But I know YOU saw that coming, so, OK... They played the likes of "One Step Closer," "With You," other miscellaneous things, all of them awesome... What else could you expect from a kickass band like Linkin Park?! :) Well, so, shfter a high-energized show with a high-energized crowd, and sitting there amazing over Chester Bennington's AWESOME voice, *he's my idol*, we decided to wander around Laga until Union Underground hit the stage. (There was more love for Linkin Park than I'm making it sound like... don't worry!) While wandering around - oh my god it's Chester! I walk up to Chester, who turns out to be the greatest, nicest, and sweetest man in the entire world. According to him I am very cute and I am beautiful. I am also great. And he loves me! He signed my cassette. He was very nice to me and my best friend. We bith got all the wonderful compliments - lots of love for everyone - and it was just so awesome! We both recieved two hugs and a kiss on the cheek from Mr. Bennington, declaring him the absolute nicest man alive! Long live Chester! But then there was Mike. We had a little more interesting time meeting Mike. As we wonder around Laga - oh my god it's the dude with the big red spikes! (We didn't know his name...) HEY! HI-EEE! HEY! No response. Let's tap on his shirt a while... see how THAT goes over. It doesn't. Final try - choke the fucker on his shirt! "Hi!" "Whasup?!" *run! run far far away!* That was our basic meeting Mike. Then, even though we are vegetarians, we just HAPPENED to go to the Original Hot Dog Shop. And, who do we see at a table with a bunch of people but... MIKE! (Or "the dude with the big, red spikes!") After debating on whether or not we'll sound like total fucking losers if we say hi to him, we decide that YES, we WILL sound like total fucking losers, but we are going to do it anyway! Well, we say hi, and we sound like total fucking losers, alright! Everyone at the table says hi back... except for Mike. Then, he catches on (he's in the BAND...) and he says "hi" as well. Then, we run like hell outta there out of pure embarassment, but it was cool! And all the Chester shit, and the concert in progress, it was wicked, man! I couldn't IMAGINE a cooler Linkin Park experience, so I lose this contest, I'm gonna be pissed, man! But, hey, I get to share my wonderful experience... Hope you enjoyed! Peace, Love, and Linkin Park Forever~ |