Tales of BDO 2005 to get you in the mood
After not sleeping at all the night before (turning out to be a mistake later on) we drove to Merreweather train station. The announcer at the station was giving us an update every 5 minutes that the train to sydney would arrive in x minutes. Finally the announcer told us that the train had arrived, then warned passangers to get clear of the doors, before announcing that the train to sydney was now departing. The interesting thing about this was that there was no train, or more acurately we had just missed the ghost train. The station manager at this point felt the need to inform everyone that there was no train at platform 1 and do not attempt to board it.
On the train we were discussing which bands we wanted to fight and eventually settled upon slipknot because handily we could challange them in numerical order. At this point we noticed the long haired chap next to us wearing the slipknot shirt, and his mate with a lunchbox full of plastic stuff. Striking up a conversation with him we discovered that he was going to see system of a down and hatebreed. So we asked him "so, are you a slipknot fan?", and he was like "well, maybe a little". Our group of "nerds", "geeks" and "squares" had intimidated him! At this point the train was stopped by the police making us miss frenzal rhomb. The sniffer dog came breifly down our end then left to the obvious relief of mr. lunchbox.
While listening to The Music (the band) i decided to go up front and mosh with all the john buttler fans with their smelly hair. They were very polite and thoughtful as when the ones at the front were given a cup of water they took a sip and handed it over their shoulder, which continued until it got to me where I took a sip and threw the cup over my shoulder and shouted "Mozeltov!" I think this was later justified because one of those stoners fell and grabed my shorts and ripped them from the waistband all the way down.
Grinspoon's bassist had the bright idea of throwing a water bottle high into the crowd. It was when the bottle was 20 meters above us that we realised that when it came down one of us was going to die. The bassist looked on in horror as the crowd scattered. Luckily no water bottles were harmed.
Slipknot came on and demanded that everyone sit down, while those who didn't had bottles thrown at them. Throughout their set i was yelling challanges to them (in sequential order) but none of them showed up at the carpark later on. Despite having 6 surplus members the pussies wouldn't fight me. They did however accidently break a guitar(by trying to spin it around) and a drum kit (by getting on it androcking on it and falling off)
At system of a down i was sprayed so much with hoses that my phone produced psycadelic displays and i was shivering for the rest of the night.
I fell asleep for part of the Beastie Boys set. However i laughed heartily when the boys run around the stage and one of them tried to jump over the keyboard and failed. When the boys were rapping down the gap in the D everyone was trying to touch them. Dylan explained that it was so they could tell their friends they touched a beastie boy. Friends, I have touched a beastie boy. People ask me which one, all i know it was the old one.
After microsleeping through the chemical brothers (which wasn't so bad because i could hear the music in my dreams) we caught the train home. As we were pulling away from the station 3 guys ran down the platform and tried to jump on. Two of them succeded. The fate of the third is best not discussed but involves face and gravel and a 2 metre drop.
4 Comments:
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good story caldy, we need more good stories!!
Yes. But did your train have the guy who pised through the open door of the moving train? Then politely asks us if he could smoke?
(P.S I heard someone further in the back of the train ask someoneelse if it was rainingwhile closing a window)
(P.P.S His third friend also had an untimely end)
The raining thing was my joke!!! I'll kill you!!!
Good stuff Caldie, My BDO story is very similar to that, but only more interesting because it involves robots.
I remember in my little mosh pit outside the D at System we were sprayed with a fuck load of water. At first it was refreshing, but 5 mins later the poor guy had a storm of water bottles thrown at him. I may have conjectured about his mother as well.
Yeah it was a little windy when youve been soaked with water. My story is better though because it involves me. (no offence intended to people that aren't me)
PS i don't know if he can smoke, especially because of the urine factor. Try setting him on fire
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