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My Tech N9ne Experience

February 6th, 2010 by Amy received No Comments »

On Friday Feb 5, Brandon, Jesse and I went to a sold out Tech N9ne concert at the Black Sheep. After standing in line, outside in the cold, for nearly 2 hours we finally made it inside. Surprisingly it wasn’t THAT crowded. We ordered some drinks (yeah I actually drank a whole beer) and chilled out by the bar. Unfortunately we missed one of the first artists to play, but got lucky enough to see Black Pegasus. I’ve never heard of him before, but he’s local and was really good. The crowd was pumped and stayed pumped throughout the whole concert.

When Tech was finally about to appear I downed my beer and moved forward into the crowd to get my dance on. I was really amazed by the variety of people that showed up to see him. (Below you will see some pictures of the dedicated fans). The best was a young gentleman with awesome face paint, two couples where the guys also wore face paint, an older guy who looked like Booger from Nerds, and a dwarf who rocked it out with the best of them (who I also saw at the signing). Despite the bitter cold many girls showed up in very skimpy outfits and I bet nearly froze to death waiting to get in.

Tech kicked it off and the crowd, and myself, just went nuts. He was amazing. Adorned with white face paint and “RAW” upon his forehead, he jammed out for a couple of hours to an audience that was pure energy and very intimate. The next day at the signing he told me that he prefers to play small venues because of the intimacy with the crowd.

It’s hard to put into words how much this concert kicked ass. Being a rap concert I expected some level of immaturity and violence, but was surprised there was very little, even with the audience being mostly teenagers. I danced through his whole set, which later made me ache, but I’m nearly 30 so I’m not as spry as I was when I was 15. One of the first concerts where I let my insecurities go and just danced the night away, singing and swaying my arms to the music.

He played old songs, new songs, and an especially funny song about the areola after being shown boobs from six or seven chicks. Now while my favorite song (The Rain) wasn’t played I didn’t care because everything else rocked. Krizz Kalicko (who I also got an audiograph) accompanied him along with a couple other artists and they just all put on a great show.

Today, Tech and his crew were at Independent Records signing posters, CDs, and probably some body parts. After again waiting for nearly 3 hours (this time inside) I finally got to meet him for about 20 seconds. But, even though short, I was happy I waited. With my friend, Brandon at my side (Jesse was sick and couldn’t go) I approached Tech and was greeted with a smile and a hug (OMG, the first artist I’ve ever met). He signed a poster and a CD for me and I expressed how pleased I was with the concert the night prior. Tech was thankful to all his fans at the concert and the signing and seemed humbled by the support. He was truely a gentlemen and touched my heart by wearing a sweater that looked like Freddy Krueger’s famous sweater. Of course his PR people (again, pictures below) wouldn’t let us hold up the line by posing WITH Tech for a picture, but Brandon and I had a plan. He snapped shots while I met him and vice versa. And after going down the line of the artists that accompanied him and getting thier autographs we were out the door. All of them were polite and thank god none of them acted cocky. In fact quite the opposite.

This experience not only instilled my love for Tech N9ne (which I’ve only really known about for 4 years) but also made me a fan of Krizz Kalicko, Kutt Calhoune, and Big Scoob. I would definitely recommend seeing them if you have the chance.

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The Invention of Lying

January 29th, 2010 by Amy received No Comments »

We’ve all wondered what it would be like if we could do something to completely change our circumstances for the better wether it be going back in time to relive things or winning the lottery. Well this is such a story.

Mark (Ricky Cervais) lives in a world where nobody has ever told a lie. Now when I saw the previews, I thought about the concept just superficially. Like in conversation. Always being honest. However, I didn’t realize all that it would involve exactly. And that’s where the humor came in (well it’s all over but bare with me). When you can’t tell a lie, there is a lot that’s cut out. No fiction, so no movies that are made up. Just basically history documentaries and stuff. Retirement homes are not called “Shady Pines” or anything of the sort. And people just speak their minds. When nobody can lie then everbody just takes things at face value. But what if you COULD lie?

Oh, how wonderful your life would be. You could just make stuff up and people would blindly hang on every word you say. It would be amazing and, most of all, empowering. You’d be the next Pope lol.

Of course, there is always consequences and the grass isn’t always greener on the other side. And what happens when you run out of stuff to make up and people are badgering you for more? Crowds are following you everywhere and they want details? Well find out and watch The Invention of Lying.

I give this movie 5 ghost peppers.

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Takashi Miike’s Awesome Asian Horror

January 25th, 2010 by Amy received 1 Comment »

I would like to start out by saying that I’ve loved horror movies since I was VERY young; and always it’s been the bizarre, twisted, and reality bending flicks that intrigue me and also scare the shit out of me. I’m talking things that I haven’t seen, but read in, Douglass Clegg’s “You Come When I Call You” .The perfect medley of blood and guts, something paranormal, with ordinary faces, and in seemingly ordinary circumstances, with the ability to use your own imagination to finish the story.

American Horror is great! Zombies, serial killers, demons, I could go on and on. And I love them all. But it’s when I ventured out of my box and onto some creepy Japanese Horror that I found that void filled. My boyfriend had watched them and just said, “These are some really weird movies, you should watch them!” So one day, months later, and after a reminder from my friend Mark who also watched them, I came home from school and watched Takashi Miike’s “Imprint”.

A man had fallen in love with an asian prostitute, but unfortunatley had to leave her. Of course, he promises to come back for her.
By the time he gets back to her she’s not there. Luckily a conversation with a fellow Geisha enlightens him to the story of Kimomo, his missing lover.

Simple story enough, even romantic. But, this story isn’t right. The young Geisha telling the story has stories of her own, stories of love, then of chaos. A scar upon her face and flawless beauty on the other side of her face. She sadly leads this gentleman into a wild goose chase of stories and all the twists, gore, blood, and wonderful things you could ask for. Even, a happy ending, if you can call it that. It was rather “bizarre”.

Luckily this particular movie was done for the Masters of Horror and they speak english, which allows you to REALLY focus on what you’re watching and the wretched, vomit laden, grotesquely beautiful thoughts you’re having while watching.

After watching this movie, I was thwarted back to the time when I read “You Come When I Call You” and the satisfaction of that story. It made me giddy inside. Ready for more Miike. So the next day after school I popped in “Audition”. Yet another simple story gone wrong.

A middle aged, widowed gentleman looking for love and the subtle push of the tongue by his teen son to do so. So his film producer friend offers to hold a fake audition to find a woman that he likes. And it works!!! Yay guy, right? I mean, she’s kind, respectful, speaks elloquantly, and was a ballerina for god’s sake. It’s a godsend for an almost geiser like him. But not so much. Well maybe at first yeah, but we all know the newness wears off. Especially when you can’t find her because her resume is fake, and nothing matches up. Damn it, she told me to love only her and now I don’t see her anymore…boohoo. Should have counted your blessings, but you kept pressing. Be careful what you look for you just might find a nice, sweet, pretty, little killer under there. A killer with awkwardly abnormal things she collects.

Again, very good. So Mr. Miike, I salute you and your grotesque visions. And I give you 4 1/2 ghost peppers.

*Yes, I’m intigrating the pepper system rather then the star system. Peppers and hot, simple as that.

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