Muse
VG: alex, i got 2 free tickets to go to Muse's concert. do you want to go? i am not going.
Me: huh? wow...nola...dont take ppls things...
VG: its FREE...go!
Me: (checks with other friend..yep she is going..ok so i wont be going alone..) OK la..thanks.
huh who is this Muse? I only know Starlight. so i ask a friend who hangs his hat on his 'updateness'.
so this hopeless friend told me 2 things:
1) muse = rock band
2) download super massive black hole.
so armed with my newfound extreme wealth of muse knowledge, the big evening rolled along and i got dressed. wasnt sure what to wear, and settled on something conservative - rolled up sleeved button up shirt and jeans. (shit, getting old).
this reminded me of those times (not that many unfortunately) when i was in melb, and i'd get a call 'ah-liks, get ready NOW!!!' and then my friend would rock up, and we'd hop in his car and head
to another friend's place, where the whole bunch would be decking each other out in fancy gear.
this includes the requisite makeup, super hard spikey gelled hair in multi color, leather jackets n
tight black polyester/faux leather pants with studs/loops/metal/chain, etc. the most far out i ever had the balls to go was eyeliner and either a borrowed leather jacket or my glow in the dark raver shirts. we'd listen to loud music to psyche ourselves up.
then we'd drive over, imbibe alcohol, go to some suburb, down some dingy back alley laden with graffiti, into some neatly tucked away in the corner building that looks like some small abandoned warehouse (some still got stuff there like tyres hahaha) and the music b blasting man. a short while later (very short, if u take Absolut neat), with the strong smell of prohibited happy happy substances in the air, we'd be banging along happily and hugging equally intoxicated friendly strangers. ahh...guess
none of em bands ever made it to the big time.
anyway muse concert was good! [THIS is my concert companion's better account of the night. Mind you she is a bit weird so please forgive her] .the music was ULTRA F#$#$ good! i guess being live, and kudos to stadium negara's (which isnt bad rock concert venue actually) sound system. i expected the fans to be teeny boppers but no, the crowd wasnt. the fact
i was sitting was a bit restrictive coz the music was so good i jus wanted to hurdle the barriers n rush over to the pits, unveil my smuggled in Absolut (i wish!), whip out my Dunhills, and make happy happy with friendly strangers ... [wistful look].
instead, i couldnt take it near the end n ran up to join a bunch of Mat Rocks wearing Muse T shirts at the above railings and we swayed, smoked, headbanged a bit, and gave each other the thumbs up.
ah...I'm a Muse fan already.
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