O Jeez, The Wreckage

I just got back from Maryville Metalfest. There were ten bands spaced out from 4pm to roughly midnight, but since I can't be out past 11, I got headed home at 10pm and missed the headliners, which is lame, but I certainly got my money's worth. Brandon, Phil, and Nathan spent the night at my house last night, and I took Nathan home at 2pm. I was watching the first "episode" of the Band of Brothers mini-series marathon on the History Channel, and now here I am, at 10:55 and it's still going on. Anyway, back to Metalfest, when Brandon and I got there, we payed our five dollar admission and got a blue star drawn on our respective right hands. We then entered the decrepit, air-conditioning-less, and crowded Alnwick Community center's gym. Looking to our right roughly fifteen yards, we have the stage, covered in speakers and various equipment. Looking to our left, we have Will, Marvin, Coty, and all the merch tables for the ten bands. So we take our seats and exchange our greetings when a man carrying a large video camera walks to our section of the bleachers. He then tells us that "they" were going to film the concert for a DVD, and he wanted to get a reaction shot from the bleachers before the show started and we'd all be busy bustin' our various moves. I say "they" because I still have no idea who organised all this. Anyway, on the count of three, we all lost our frikin' minds and yelled and screamed for this camera guy. A few minutes later the first band is set up and playing, they demand that we all come out of our seats and dance, which we do happily. They were good, awesome energy, good material, technical issues, pretty much sums up all the performances, so I'll refrain from describing the music itself in the future. So at this point, I'm not really going crazy, just kinda bobbing rather than banging my head. Got a little more rowdy for the second band, started to mosh, started to really get into the music. Them comes the third band, and a series of songs and moshes which took me off my damned feet for the rest of the night. Seriously, when they were finished with their set, I was finished period, it was about 6:30 at this point, and I was dehydrated, bruised, and sore in every possible way. So I went to the refreshment table and got a soda because they didn't have water for ssome dumb reason. Then I went outside to Will's car to get some rest away fromt he crowd in the relative calm of the parking lot. Chilled there with Higgins, Will, Marvin, and Brandon for a while, sharing battle stories and trying to get some rest for the next set. Sometime around then, Joey shows up and quickly becomes the life of the party as per usual. Will, Coty, and Marvin go off to watch the next show, and Brandon and I drive back to the highway to find a gas station where we then spend thirty minutes sitting in the ice cream section eating a candy bar and drinking a bottle of tea. We now head back to the gym for more metal and end up just chilling with Ramiz, Robby, Joey, and Coty in the parking lot (it wasn't like you couldn't hear the music out there anyway). The 4th band's set is over and Will heads back out to the parking lot for whatever reason. Sometime around here, I knocked the R off of the name plate of a Buick Roadmaster, not that I did this on purpose, but the letters now spell oadmaster, which I think is an improvement. The five of us were just sitting around, relaxing, when Joey comes out excitedly and tells us that the back half of the building is rumored to be haunted, and that we now have to go with him to check it out. Seems like other people ha heard the rumors too, as many of the windows were broken and the doors had been pryed more than once. Not only that, but on one of the doors someone had scratched DIE kill kill kill kill into the metal with a knife. Joey loves this kind of thing, and took lots of pictures, which he stopped to show to some girls from another school none of us knew who were hanging out in front of the steps to the closed part of the building. We introduced ourselves to them and were invited to join them in sitting there, which we did. After about ten minutes of sitting there with these girls, we decided we should move, so we went back around back of the building to a small playground/baseball diamond. Will, Joey, Coty, and I all stayed at the playground as the girls walked off with Marvin and Brandon. Eventually, after many profane jokes about what they were all doing back around the other side of the building, we decided to go after them. Will decided to go back to the gym, Joey broke off mid-search to go talk to another girl he knew, which left Coty and I to try and find the errant group. Coty got a phone call from his mom, and I got tired of looking from Brandon so I just called him. He, Marvin, and the girls were back at the playground, and we joined them. Joey and Will showed up eventually, and we all just started doing laps around the building talking amongst one another. As it began to get dark, we all settled back in front of the steps, and continued our conversation. At some point and for some reason, I mentioned the name Romines, at which point a group of people stopped and asked who I was talking about. After they found out I was talkign about the same Romines they knew, they asked us if we knew any bass players who were good enough to play in a band they were putting together. A few names popped into my head, none of which were really very good ideas. Two of the three people moved on soon after, but one of them decided to stay and talk with us. We found out he was a gaurd of something or other for the Defense Department, and they were putting him back through school at current so that he could resume his job because they'd upped the minimum degree you needed to do his work. We continued to chat about the government for a while, but he wasn't there for too long. However, when he and I finished our conversation I realised that most everyone had relocated a ways across the parking lot, and I walked over to tell Brandon we'd have to leave soon. He didn't feel like going home, so he got a ride from Will, and I went home by myself. Before I left, I gave the girls my cell phone number. They said we'd have to hang out again some time, and I let them know that unfortunately my phone is rarely on, but that if Will was around, then I would probably be around too. Right, so that was my day from two to ten. I'm really sore, and really tired. What can I say, it was an awesome day. I only have one real complaint. What's up with metal band names now-a-days? Is it just me or are most of the names just "Verb the Noun"(IE: Awake the Suffering, Against the Opposition, Resist the Restraint, these were all at the show today)?