I have never had such an epithany during a gig as I did last nite. Amidst the volume swelling and burning my ears, the stench of blood and sweat fluid in the air and the agony of being repetedly punched, barged and beaten in an epic mosh pit I actually closed my eyes and felt a unique feeling of extasy I havent felt since The Wildhearts at Machester academy Dec 2007. And thats saying something.
So back to reality that really was a fucking amazing gig and I can see myself compairing every gig to it from now on. Father Damian split his head open with a bottle at the bar in the first song, Mustard Gas was so stoned she forgot that they already played Police 3 times and Young Gouvner broke so many strings he had to borrow a guitar from the support band. They blew fuses, I saw sparks, an amp started smoking and Damian give me the mike to scream the entire courus of Son The Father
They played for near 2 hours and finishd with a 1, 2 punch of covers Nervious Breakdown and Blitzkreig Bop.
My god that was incredible. If any of you are looking for a band to change your life, look no further than Fucked Up. Im off to spend the next few years tracking down their entire back catologue of 27 indipendent 7" releases.
I actually think that gig changed my life. Wow.