30 Day Music Challenge: Day 4

A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about
Issues by Mindless Self Indulgence

Geeze, music challenge. Thanks for drudging up painful memories you bastard. There’s a lot of songs that bring to mind people I’d rather forget about. So to cover a lot of bases, I’m gonna use a song that reminds me of a lot of people, some I probably don’t even know the names of.

When I was in high school, I was in love, as happens with many people during that time in life. But the guy I loved liked to love everyone else. Behind my back. And one of his favorite bands was Mindless Self Indulgence. After I had learned about his infidelities, I still managed to be stupid and kept getting back with him. And this song is one I could just never listen to after all that. Because all it brought to mind was his infidelities. Really it was like the damn song had been made for him, and he fucking loved it.

Fun story time! I actually went to an MSI concert with him. And one of the chicks I had trouble with him fucking behind my back was there! Also happened to be a chick he’d get with when he was done with me, and then would leave for me. And I remember when he showed me that she was there, and how somehow she ended up right next to us, and he kept himself wedged between us, and that’s when they played this damn song. Ahhhh memories. Fuck ’em.


In The Beginning…

My first concert was when I was 15. My mom bought tickets for me and her to go see Hurt, Breaking Benjamin, Seether, and Three Days Grace in Shreveport, Louisiana. This kinda sounds like it would have potential, right? Unless you have nose bleed seats at the opposite end of the arena from where the stage is. I completely missed Seether because my mom made me go outside with her while she took a smoke break, and I ended up finding a mutual friend who also had nosebleed seats but much closer to the stage. Mom gave me permission to sit with my friend, who had empty seats next to her, and I watched Three Days Grace with her. All in all, not a terribly first concert, but definitely not what I had expected or wanted. I also have no clue what happened to the Three Days Grace shirt my mother bought me.

My next concert would have been a small one at a local venue in Shreveport, Louisiana that was called Soundstage. All the goth/punk/rock kids that remember that venue are now having serious feels on memory lane right now, I guarantee it. I only got to go once, and the only band I watched was a local one called Built For Speed. The family of the friend who took me was friends with the lead singer. We got the whole band to sign drum heads we’d picked up before the show. I still have mine, actually, hanging in my hallway. I was also told that night that “green eyed girls are the devil”. Thank you for noticing, kind sir with the velvet jacket.

After this we hit a dead spot. My concert going is over for quite awhile, unless you count the high school orchestra concerts I played, which you shouldn’t. I’m doing my best to recall right now, since there’s very little documentation of my first concert experiences. The next ones may be out of order, but that doesn’t really matter too much, to be quite honest.

I had moved from Louisiana to Indiana, but ended up moving back down to the south for an old flame. This is when I saw Mindless Self Indulgence in Dallas, Texas. Their openers were Hyro Da Hero and Ventana. Hyro sounded a bit like Rage Against The Machine, but was still pretty good. He was also one of the sweetest, most humble guys I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. Ventana was actually quite brutal and I was pretty impressed. They were also fairly cool to talk to. But the stage show MSI put on was incredible. I’m a sucker for a good stage presence or an artist who is still humble and good to their fans. And if you have both of those qualities? I’m gonna tell EVERYONE to buy your music, because not many artists can be down to earth like that AND put on a great show. We didn’t really get to meet MSI, but Jimmy Urine signed my ticket. I lost the Ventana shirt I had bought.

Next show is back in Shreveport, at the same place where I saw my first concert. The lineup was Art of Dying, Shinedown, and Evanescence. Now, I had liked Evanescence back in the Fallen album era. But the new shit I’d heard just wasn’t doing it for me. Art of Dying did very well, and I even bought one of their shirts. But Shinedown stole the show. Brent Smith was god damn perfect. But when Evanescence took the stage… she opened with one of her new songs, and immediately I was put off. But I was ready to give her a chance…. until she opened her mouth, and a Valley Girl came out. I was done. We left after the third song.

The next concerts I went to were at a small local venue in Fort Wayne, IN that was called Broadripple. I have no clue if that place is even still open, and it wasn’t all that long ago that we went. This is where we saw The Color Morale, SycAmour (before they got signed), and The Faceless, as well as a slew of other local bands. Pretty sure that’s where I first saw The Astria Porta, who I saw one more time at a local bar before they disbanded (but not before I bought a t-shirt, because SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL MUSIC SCENE, KIDS). BUT, the good news is that The Astria Porta has decided to get back together, and we should be seeing some awesome new stuff soon. All in all they were pretty good shows, even if the turn out wasn’t high. But that’s where my love of SycAmour started, and those guys are so freakin’ sweet and talented.

After this, I went to Vans Warped Tour 2013. I took my younger brother and sister, and one of my sister’s friends. This was my first Warped Tour (and only one, so far), but it was their first concert experience ever. I pulled my brother into his first mosh pit during Upon A Burning Body‘s set. I met Jeffree Star, that fucking beautiful work of art who was much sweeter than I had expected him to be, if I’m being completely honest. I heard New Years Day and 3OH!3 and Motion City Soundtrack and The Black Dahlia Murder and Chiodos and a bunch of other bands I can’t even recall anymore. All in all, it was a great experience.

And this is where we’re gonna leave it off for now, because after that I’ve got a whole post about one band coming up. Because when you have limited moneys and you find a band that you KNOW is going to have tickets you can afford and you don’t mind seeing again and again, you fucking go. Every time.


So tell me, guys. What was your first concert? What would be your ideal concert lineup? And what artist are you DYING to see live?