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Genitorturers Show
I am so deaf. I got a go see the Genitorturers last night and all I have to say is... oh my. I don't think I've ever seen so many wanton acts of depravity in such a short period of time and enjoyed it, to boot. Their stage show was such a collection of random acts of debauchery. Virgin eyes, no more.
We actually only managed to get lost a little bit, confusing Kendall with Kenmore, but other than that, it was uneventful. Sloan did not hurt my baby and we found parking within a 5 minute walk from the club. It actually wasn't that expensive either, considering where it was.
And no, I am not telling. You'll have to stumble upon it yourself.
I got to hit the Kitty House (yay!) and I picked up a pair of fairly warm gloves to match the wallet Matt bought me last week. I got the super addictive nutella marshmello things as well. It's been so effing long since I've been to Boston. I want to get out more. Scratch that, I need to get out more.
Carleigh might come down and visit me sometime in January. Yay!
I'm going skiing with Wild Bill sometime in January, as soon as I can set a date and I will be starting classes in about a month.
Back to the show...
Three bands played. Malevolence, the first one was really, unbelievably bad. It was sort of like watching someone pretend to be the guy from Creed who was in turn pretending to be Jim Morrison. The guy honestly was wearing Gary Oldman's coat from Bram Stoker's Dracula and proceeded to take it off, two songs into the set. After that, he kept touching his nipple and staring at people. It was profoundly terrifying.
The second band involved grown men in robot suits. They're called Retard-O-Bot 2000 and if they ever play anywhere near you, for the love of God, go see them!
Genitorturers set was a bit over an hour long, which was good, especially after waiting almost 40 minutes for them to set up the stage. All I can say is dear God. They had flame throwers, spinning batons, and a pneumatic dildo. There was also a lolly, ben-wa balls attached to a cross, coming out of a nun, and hot wax.
I was very, very, very impressed. I was also very, very, very scared.
And I'm going to see Isis next week.
We actually only managed to get lost a little bit, confusing Kendall with Kenmore, but other than that, it was uneventful. Sloan did not hurt my baby and we found parking within a 5 minute walk from the club. It actually wasn't that expensive either, considering where it was.
And no, I am not telling. You'll have to stumble upon it yourself.
I got to hit the Kitty House (yay!) and I picked up a pair of fairly warm gloves to match the wallet Matt bought me last week. I got the super addictive nutella marshmello things as well. It's been so effing long since I've been to Boston. I want to get out more. Scratch that, I need to get out more.
Carleigh might come down and visit me sometime in January. Yay!
I'm going skiing with Wild Bill sometime in January, as soon as I can set a date and I will be starting classes in about a month.
Back to the show...
Three bands played. Malevolence, the first one was really, unbelievably bad. It was sort of like watching someone pretend to be the guy from Creed who was in turn pretending to be Jim Morrison. The guy honestly was wearing Gary Oldman's coat from Bram Stoker's Dracula and proceeded to take it off, two songs into the set. After that, he kept touching his nipple and staring at people. It was profoundly terrifying.
The second band involved grown men in robot suits. They're called Retard-O-Bot 2000 and if they ever play anywhere near you, for the love of God, go see them!
Genitorturers set was a bit over an hour long, which was good, especially after waiting almost 40 minutes for them to set up the stage. All I can say is dear God. They had flame throwers, spinning batons, and a pneumatic dildo. There was also a lolly, ben-wa balls attached to a cross, coming out of a nun, and hot wax.
I was very, very, very impressed. I was also very, very, very scared.
And I'm going to see Isis next week.