The "live from MDF" thread
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Ok, so I guess I should post some highlights of the weekend since everyone else has:
-late night 7-11 runs to purchase terrible food.
-learning about Jordan's eating habits and watching him eat everything that exists.
-Grant death metalizing the fuck out of Subway.
-Grant having a seizure while eating yogurt and listening to Mayhem.
-Watching hilarious Absu shit on youtube with Guy and Andy and rocking out to 'Stone of Destiny.'
-Hanging out and talking with the punk rocker guy (forgot his name). Bought him a beer during Pentagram's set. I thought I wouldn't like him at first but he was a cool guy.
-Sitting awkwardly next to Dodens at McDonalds and not talking to him.
-Burning Yoda with my cig.
-Grabbing lunch with Brad at Superfresh.
-The ongoing joke of the weekend about Captain Cleanoff.
-Motherfucking Gorguts and The Chasm.
-Watching Andy and Nick listening to slam death metal in the hotel room and thinking to myself 'This shit sounds like Disturbed with extreme vocals.'
-The epic search for alcohol with Grant on Thursday night. Seriously, trying to find alcohol late at night in Baltimore is fucking ridiculous.
-Getting harassed by homeless people.
-Being asked for beer money by crust punks. Seriously, I am not going to give my money to somebody who decides to be homeless as a lifestyle choice and just wants to get drunk.
-The hot Asian bartender at Sonar.
-Reading from the book of JGMetalhead.
-Meeting Eligos and listening to him say nonsensical drunken shit.
-Checking out all the merch. So much cool shit there, but I didn't spend a lot of money.
and so much more that I can't remember off the top of my head.
-late night 7-11 runs to purchase terrible food.
-learning about Jordan's eating habits and watching him eat everything that exists.
-Grant death metalizing the fuck out of Subway.
-Grant having a seizure while eating yogurt and listening to Mayhem.
-Watching hilarious Absu shit on youtube with Guy and Andy and rocking out to 'Stone of Destiny.'
-Hanging out and talking with the punk rocker guy (forgot his name). Bought him a beer during Pentagram's set. I thought I wouldn't like him at first but he was a cool guy.
-Sitting awkwardly next to Dodens at McDonalds and not talking to him.
-Burning Yoda with my cig.
-Grabbing lunch with Brad at Superfresh.
-The ongoing joke of the weekend about Captain Cleanoff.
-Motherfucking Gorguts and The Chasm.
-Watching Andy and Nick listening to slam death metal in the hotel room and thinking to myself 'This shit sounds like Disturbed with extreme vocals.'
-The epic search for alcohol with Grant on Thursday night. Seriously, trying to find alcohol late at night in Baltimore is fucking ridiculous.
-Getting harassed by homeless people.
-Being asked for beer money by crust punks. Seriously, I am not going to give my money to somebody who decides to be homeless as a lifestyle choice and just wants to get drunk.
-The hot Asian bartender at Sonar.
-Reading from the book of JGMetalhead.
-Meeting Eligos and listening to him say nonsensical drunken shit.
-Checking out all the merch. So much cool shit there, but I didn't spend a lot of money.
and so much more that I can't remember off the top of my head.
mutantllama
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VelociBrad
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is that velocibrad with the curls? LOL no wonder he stays in the basement
Yeah the heat and the sweat totally warped my hair. It's not usually retarded looking like that. Which is why Andy didn't even recognize me in the picture I guess. hahahaha.
I'm on the back right here, no curls since I wasn't outside in the heat yet.
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I'm on the back right here, no curls since I wasn't outside in the heat yet.
You're all so hardcore, and then there's Grant like: "Unicorns are metal!" He's even wearing a white t-shirt. Well played, my friend.
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I guess I should probably say something since pretty much everyone pointed out their various encounters with me.
I broke my own personal conduct code by downloading Obscura a few days before the festival so that I could better enjoy Gorguts' set. It was too late to buy a copy and it's hard to find one for less than $40. I listened to it once and deleted it. Then I listened to Ray's copy of that album and From Wisdom to Hate on the drive down. That was pretty much enough for me. I will never recover from watching like 100 people jumpingdafuckup during "Nostalgia", but other than that and some sound issues (which hampered many sets during the week unless you were standing right in front of a speaker), Gorguts put on an amazing show, and the new songs were very promising as well. The only other bands I watched were the last half of Nazxul's set, which was pretty good, and the first half of Watain's, which was underwhelming from where I was standing. Despite only watching one full set, my legs hurt the most that night. Went to Subway with Guy afterward and had to talk as though I was addressing a 5 year old in order to complete my order.
Saturday was just a fucking awesome day, though it didn't start out that way. I should mention that our hotel was about 10 miles away from the venue, so we had to walk about 20 minutes to the light rail in order to get into the city, and we had to take a $25-30 cab right back home. At some point between the Subway trip and the cab ride home, my wristband somehow magically parted ways with my at the time un-banded wrist. I figured it would be fine, however, since I still had my ticket stub and my verified drinker's wristband, which was in numbered sequential order with the other people of my group. Of course that wasn't the case. Fag At The Cashier's Table decided to be a fucking faggot and give me a hard time, so after a 10 minute argument I ultimately agreed to pay $50 to get in. Unbeknownst to me, the fucker stamps my hand instead of giving me a replacement wristband. I ask him if he's going to give me a wrist band. He says no. I say why the fuck not. He says the $50 was for the stamp only. I say "so I'm going to have to pay another fucking $50 tomorrow?" He nods like a fucking douchebag. I say "fuck that, give me my fucking money back" as I wipe the stamp off of my hand. I grab my money and storm off, pissed as hell, naturally. Luckily, I called JP, and through his magical connections he meets me within 5 minutes in the parking lot with the prized yellow piece of $130 plastic in his hand, and the day is saved. I was tempted to go up to Fag At The Cashier's Table and give him the finger, but I thought better of it, not the least reason being that The Chasm was starting soon and I was already destined to have a shitty spot.
Other than sound issues and the lack of "Drowned in the Mournful Blood", The Chasm put on a powerful set, both musically and physically, having one of the more impressive stage presences of the entire fest. After that I just stayed by that stage and was up front next to the stage left speakers for Incantation and Asphyx, both of which sounded amazing due to where I was standing, and both of which put on incredible sets. I had some crazy bitch next to me during Asphyx who pulled my hair every time I wasn't headbanging, which was odd, but it didn't happen often because it was fucking Asphyx. After their set and my couple of minutes of regaining my equilibrium from having my brains scrambled, I believe I bumped into Guy and Andy and we briefly discussed how "The Rack" should be the set closer for every show that has ever been played, regardless of band or genre. Then I joined the herd behind Guy who led us to behind the mythical tent that nobody except everybody thought to go behind in order to get a better view of Autopsy. They sounded pretty goddamn powerful with Dan Lilker on bass. Needless to say my neck was sore as fuck the next morning. Guy and I once again headed to Subway for a post-Autopsy sub. That fucker eats too much and too fast btw. Then we came back and watched some of Portal's set, with whom neither of us were particularly familiar. I lasted about a half hour longer than he did.
Sunday was essentially ruled by Pentagram/Victor Griffin. I skipped out on Nirvana 2002's set early to make sure I got up front for that. They played a pretty damn near close to perfect set. That entire concert should be released on DVD. Other sets I watched that day: Crucifist, the very ass-end of Sinister, Pestilence via telepathy at McDonald's while discussing why Andy is gay for not having heard Triptykon yet and why the new Absu album is hardly even an Absu album, Entombed, who, while entertaining, stuck mostly to the more rocking crap, and Obituary, who sounded fucking amazing, especially John Tardy, to the point where all Obituary haters should've been eating their words if they stuck around to watch them.
I think I spent about an equal amount of time hanging out with 4 different groups of people: hotel guys (swizzles, cook-ta, and others), other UM fags (mostly Guy), the Mid-Michigan Metal Militia, and random people from NJ, including Eliminatorguy and an enlightening discussion on Sunday about how "there can't be any problems between us" while he was evidently high. I didn't spend much time in the merch room, in fact I only bought two CDs, but I was in there long enough at least to introduce myself to Seth, the guy who drew the cover for The Heretic's Torch and who had a split table with Barbarian Wrath. All in all it was better than last year in almost every category, except for the fucking stage layout.
I broke my own personal conduct code by downloading Obscura a few days before the festival so that I could better enjoy Gorguts' set. It was too late to buy a copy and it's hard to find one for less than $40. I listened to it once and deleted it. Then I listened to Ray's copy of that album and From Wisdom to Hate on the drive down. That was pretty much enough for me. I will never recover from watching like 100 people jumpingdafuckup during "Nostalgia", but other than that and some sound issues (which hampered many sets during the week unless you were standing right in front of a speaker), Gorguts put on an amazing show, and the new songs were very promising as well. The only other bands I watched were the last half of Nazxul's set, which was pretty good, and the first half of Watain's, which was underwhelming from where I was standing. Despite only watching one full set, my legs hurt the most that night. Went to Subway with Guy afterward and had to talk as though I was addressing a 5 year old in order to complete my order.
Saturday was just a fucking awesome day, though it didn't start out that way. I should mention that our hotel was about 10 miles away from the venue, so we had to walk about 20 minutes to the light rail in order to get into the city, and we had to take a $25-30 cab right back home. At some point between the Subway trip and the cab ride home, my wristband somehow magically parted ways with my at the time un-banded wrist. I figured it would be fine, however, since I still had my ticket stub and my verified drinker's wristband, which was in numbered sequential order with the other people of my group. Of course that wasn't the case. Fag At The Cashier's Table decided to be a fucking faggot and give me a hard time, so after a 10 minute argument I ultimately agreed to pay $50 to get in. Unbeknownst to me, the fucker stamps my hand instead of giving me a replacement wristband. I ask him if he's going to give me a wrist band. He says no. I say why the fuck not. He says the $50 was for the stamp only. I say "so I'm going to have to pay another fucking $50 tomorrow?" He nods like a fucking douchebag. I say "fuck that, give me my fucking money back" as I wipe the stamp off of my hand. I grab my money and storm off, pissed as hell, naturally. Luckily, I called JP, and through his magical connections he meets me within 5 minutes in the parking lot with the prized yellow piece of $130 plastic in his hand, and the day is saved. I was tempted to go up to Fag At The Cashier's Table and give him the finger, but I thought better of it, not the least reason being that The Chasm was starting soon and I was already destined to have a shitty spot.
Other than sound issues and the lack of "Drowned in the Mournful Blood", The Chasm put on a powerful set, both musically and physically, having one of the more impressive stage presences of the entire fest. After that I just stayed by that stage and was up front next to the stage left speakers for Incantation and Asphyx, both of which sounded amazing due to where I was standing, and both of which put on incredible sets. I had some crazy bitch next to me during Asphyx who pulled my hair every time I wasn't headbanging, which was odd, but it didn't happen often because it was fucking Asphyx. After their set and my couple of minutes of regaining my equilibrium from having my brains scrambled, I believe I bumped into Guy and Andy and we briefly discussed how "The Rack" should be the set closer for every show that has ever been played, regardless of band or genre. Then I joined the herd behind Guy who led us to behind the mythical tent that nobody except everybody thought to go behind in order to get a better view of Autopsy. They sounded pretty goddamn powerful with Dan Lilker on bass. Needless to say my neck was sore as fuck the next morning. Guy and I once again headed to Subway for a post-Autopsy sub. That fucker eats too much and too fast btw. Then we came back and watched some of Portal's set, with whom neither of us were particularly familiar. I lasted about a half hour longer than he did.
Sunday was essentially ruled by Pentagram/Victor Griffin. I skipped out on Nirvana 2002's set early to make sure I got up front for that. They played a pretty damn near close to perfect set. That entire concert should be released on DVD. Other sets I watched that day: Crucifist, the very ass-end of Sinister, Pestilence via telepathy at McDonald's while discussing why Andy is gay for not having heard Triptykon yet and why the new Absu album is hardly even an Absu album, Entombed, who, while entertaining, stuck mostly to the more rocking crap, and Obituary, who sounded fucking amazing, especially John Tardy, to the point where all Obituary haters should've been eating their words if they stuck around to watch them.
I think I spent about an equal amount of time hanging out with 4 different groups of people: hotel guys (swizzles, cook-ta, and others), other UM fags (mostly Guy), the Mid-Michigan Metal Militia, and random people from NJ, including Eliminatorguy and an enlightening discussion on Sunday about how "there can't be any problems between us" while he was evidently high. I didn't spend much time in the merch room, in fact I only bought two CDs, but I was in there long enough at least to introduce myself to Seth, the guy who drew the cover for The Heretic's Torch and who had a split table with Barbarian Wrath. All in all it was better than last year in almost every category, except for the fucking stage layout.
Zephyrus
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Nice summation, Matt. That whole bureaucratic wristband bullshit must've sucked intense cocks, but glad it all got figured out in the end. Was good to finally chat with you; as you stated last year, you're not the least bit a douchebag irl 
and I like to think I am slightly easier to get along with irl as well. The Internet brings out the bad in all of us.
Sucks that you didn't get front for The Chasm though. Also the discussion about Asphyx with Martin going "uh we are having technical issues!" "NO YOU'RE NOT, you guys fucking sound awesome!"
and I like to think I am slightly easier to get along with irl as well. The Internet brings out the bad in all of us.Sucks that you didn't get front for The Chasm though. Also the discussion about Asphyx with Martin going "uh we are having technical issues!" "NO YOU'RE NOT, you guys fucking sound awesome!"
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Yeah I saw her. I also saw some metal dude hitting on her. Supply and demand I guess.
(you're mostly right)Weekend highlights
- Everyone in the car on the way there singing along to Don't Break the Oath
- Hanging out with Chris and Grant that Thursday night. They were both cool dudes.
- Going to Tony's Diner and having that awesome calamari and history lesson
- Me sliding across the floor in my blanket causing me to look like a white version of Jabba the Hutt
- The cricket noises from that alarm clock at 4 in the morning.
- Blowing 90% of my merch money before 5 PM on Friday but still getting everything I really wanted.
- Coming out of the closet Saturday morning
- Superfresh...
- Bleull getting steamrolled by people during about every set.
- Various incidents where I showed my deep passion for really unhealthy foods like 7/11 chicken and chips
- Meeting the rest of the crew. Everyone I had the chance to meet
was really cool and fun to be around
- Freaking out Guy with that packet of mustard
- The girl next to me during Pentagram was cute and had a low cut shirt
- Watching Grant: during EYEHATEGOD, rocking out to Mayhem with a
yogurt, ordering at Subway, and various other Grant being drunk experiences
My favorite sets
1. Gorguts
2. Asphyx
3. Pentagram
4. Incantation
5. The Chasm
Well, I had a fun and eventful weekend with you guys. I plan on going next year. Hopefully you guys do too.
I'm going to really miss you guys, I wish we could do something like this more often.
You guys should keep in touch over Facebook or AIM. I also plan on starting to seriously post here.
Keep it brutal
- Everyone in the car on the way there singing along to Don't Break the Oath
- Hanging out with Chris and Grant that Thursday night. They were both cool dudes.
- Going to Tony's Diner and having that awesome calamari and history lesson
- Me sliding across the floor in my blanket causing me to look like a white version of Jabba the Hutt
- The cricket noises from that alarm clock at 4 in the morning.
- Blowing 90% of my merch money before 5 PM on Friday but still getting everything I really wanted.
- Coming out of the closet Saturday morning
- Superfresh...
- Bleull getting steamrolled by people during about every set.
- Various incidents where I showed my deep passion for really unhealthy foods like 7/11 chicken and chips
- Meeting the rest of the crew. Everyone I had the chance to meet
was really cool and fun to be around
- Freaking out Guy with that packet of mustard
- The girl next to me during Pentagram was cute and had a low cut shirt
- Watching Grant: during EYEHATEGOD, rocking out to Mayhem with a
yogurt, ordering at Subway, and various other Grant being drunk experiences
My favorite sets
1. Gorguts
2. Asphyx
3. Pentagram
4. Incantation
5. The Chasm
Well, I had a fun and eventful weekend with you guys. I plan on going next year. Hopefully you guys do too.
I'm going to really miss you guys, I wish we could do something like this more often.
You guys should keep in touch over Facebook or AIM. I also plan on starting to seriously post here.
Keep it brutal
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