the worst
the local alt-weekly newspaper runs a question of the week column. the question this week: what is your worst live music experience.
mine goes like this:
i am 15 & dating this girl. are we serious? is anything serious at 15? me, her & my punk rock friends go to Clunie Hall in McKinley Park [not two blocks from where i now sit] where the local punk music promoter, Clear & Distinct Ideas, booked the canadian band D.O.A. to headline. a few local bands like the Vacant open for the headliner.
Clunie Hall is exactly as it sounds, a place where the rotary club would host its monthly crab feeds. the accoustics suck. who cares. i am in my element. i am 15. an angry young punk who is fortunate to have a girl to hang with.
the Vacant are onstage. the band is composed of local skate punk legends. one, or two, if my memory serves, go pro in a year or so. i don't think they released an e.p. or an l.p. but i know their songs. i've seen them live several times before & even hung out at their house which had a half-pipe in the backyard.
the Vacant are ripping shit up. i jump onstage, do a little skank, then leap into the crowd.
next thing i know people are picking me up from the floor. the audience, instead of catching me when i did my stage dive, parted like the red sea. i landed on my head. i am knocked the fuck out. the punks are putting me in a chair on the side of the dance floor.
i realize what happened. i even kinda remember hitting the floor with my head. but i must've been out for a couple minutes. when i come to the guys who lifted me off the floor & into the chair told me to take it easy.
they left me sitting there. one by one my friends ambled over to see if i am still alive &/or okay.
i'm cool, i assure them.
my girlfriend [she may not have thought of herself as my girlfriend but i did] sidles up. i'm groggy as fuck. i put my arm around her waist. i'm glad you're here, i tell her.
she looks me in the eye. i want to break up, she said.
i watch her walk into the crowd.
i am still in the chair when D.O.A. takes the stage.
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