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What’s Playing Wednesday

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Greetings y’all! It’s a beautiful day here in south Louisiana and I’m hyped up, ready to hit the WIP. I have so many ideas swirling around my head I can barely contain myself. I’m trying though because I’m just not a perky person.

On the drive this morning, I was seriously rocking out to everything from The Used to Radiohead to Avenged Sevenfold (I really do love those guys). So when I let the MP3 player choose today’s song, I was very pleased to have it pick another hard rockin’ song.

I’ve talked about this band before; I think I may have even played one of their other songs, but this one is right up there with one of my favorite songs ever. I have to listen to it as loudly as I can whenever it comes on. The band is called Apocalyptica. If you don’t remember me talking about them, they’re heavy metal cellists from Finland.

I know what you’re thinking…cellists? Playing heavy metal? Oh yeah…and they look damn good doing it too. Rar. *cough* They have a lot of instrumental stuff which rocks, but they also add songs with featured guests. They’ve had everyone from Adam Gontier with Three Days Grace (Three Days Grace placed that song in concert and I went insane) to Gavin Rossdale from Bush.

Today’s song features Corey Taylor of Slipknot. I looooove Slipknot. They’re easily in my top 10 favorite metal bands. I never had the chance to see them live, but I’m ever hopeful…even if I am 40 something years old when it happens. I’d tried to see Apocalyptica live, but they cancelled their show in New Orleans. Le sigh. I need to go to a concert soon (Just so you know).

Anyway, this song is called I’m Not Jesus and it’s wicked. I don’t know if it’s because you can see Corey Taylor’s face, or if it’s the tattooed, muscled arms of the cellists, but…yeah, rar.

Hope you enjoy the song and it gets your muses shuffling along, if not moshing! Have a great day, y’all!

By the way, I’m over at my group blog Four Foxes One Hound today talking about my mom. Stop by!


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Becoming THAT Person

I don’t know how many of you are rock concert goers, but if you’ve ever been to one (no matter which sub-genre of rock: metal, alternative, pop), there’s always one person in the crowd who’s undeniably much older than the rest of the crowd. I love going to concerts. There’s nothing quite like seeing a band live and losing yourself in the energy of the crowd.

Last night I attended a concert for Flyleaf, Breaking Benjamin, and Three Days Grace. Now, this isn’t my usual concert fare. I like my music heavier and louder with mosh pits popping up all over the place. Last year I saw Shinedown and was disappointed, but I have to say that this concert didn’t give me the same feeling.

So, let me start by saying that we spent more time looking for the correct line than we did waiting in it. After walking around and around the arena, we finally found the line we needed and managed to get in the building.

Flyleaf…This isn’t a band I know much about. I like a few of their songs, but because I have this strange dislike of bands with female singers, I didn’t enjoy them that much. The music was good, but the vocals had too much echo to truly understand.

Breaking Benjamin…I happen to like this band a lot. They were very good live. There was no need for them to get the crowd pumped up, because everyone was digging it. They did an amazing tribute to deceased musicians to the tune of Dream On (Aerosmith) while flashing pictures of these musical legends. I’d definitely see them again.

Three Days Grace…Again, this is a band I know a few of their songs, but not all that many. They were good, although I could’ve done without the lead singer harassing the crowd to get them pumped up (but that’s just me). They had pyrotechnics and we were sitting close enough that I began to worry if they were trying to serve up BBQ Cajun for the after party. I don’t know if I’d go to see them again, but if they were part of a line-up, I wouldn’t protest too much.

This brings me to the title of today’s post. I’m 33, not quite at the age when I’m much older than the rest of the concert goers, but I have heard that I will end up being THAT person. My question is, at what age do you become that person? In your 40’s? 50’s? I don’t think I’ll be jonesing to get into a mosh pit at 40 or older, but you never know.

What do you think? Is there an age where you have to say, “No more concerts”? Or would it be cool for an 80-year-old to rock out at a Slipknot concert? (Of course, they’d be in their 80’s too, so maybe it would be awesome…a bunch of senior citizens on their rascals pretending to mosh…)


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