Crazy Monday Night

Après (presqu')une semaine, je peux dire avec un certain recul que le show de System of a Down fut un de ceux que je n'oublierais jamais. J'ai eu l'honneur d'y être avec mon petit frère Matias.

Transpiration. Fat sweaty guys with no shirts on. Pain. Total adrenaline. Jumping around. Pushing around. Smell. Cigarettes. Beer. Screams. Just downright letting go and having fun. It was cool because even if the mosh pit was crazy, if you fell people would pick you up. The pain... well... I knocked heads with this girl behind me and it really hurt... aside from that I don't think anyone really got hurt. Violence... there wasn't any really exept for the pushing around which I don't consider violent but in the papers... well, you know the papers... And, um, THE SWEATY FAT GUYS!!! OMG! I'm not an easily disgusted person but fuck man if your going to be THAT sweaty you HAVE to keep your clothes on so the fabric could absorb at least a bit of it! The smell... I can stand. Singing along... um... and screaming along was great... everything was great exept for the fat sweaty guys... hahaha.. oh yeah and the bump in the head... that hurt...

NEXT TIME YOU GUYS COME I'LL BE THERE AND I WON'T BRING A BAG... that was a bad idea...