Up early last Friday to catch the train to Melbourne at six fucking twenty in the morning. After staying up until around 2 i the morning watching a movie it was a decent effort on my part. On the way up I encountered the usual train folk, babies screaming, some weird couple that insisted on sitting right next to and on the seat across from me and deciding to swap seats at regular intervals because it wasn’t weird enough just fondling each other with me there cowering in my seat. I was sure glad to be off that train, with my virginity barely intact. Now this was at around 10:00 so I had a bit of time to spare until I had to rock up at soundwave. What better way is there to pass time than getting a 7/11 breakfast that consisted of a slurpee and batteries for my camera?
Back to Flinders to get the train up the the showgrounds and I was glad I chose to wear a white tshirt because the temperature was getting higher and everyone knows that black material absorbs more heat (the vast majority of soundwave goers had neglected this thought). After finally rocking up to soundwave after a lot of train hopping I met up with a few mates underneath the big pie statue (??) and deciding to rock the merchandise line for a while. Realising that Goldfinger were about to come on I had to hightail it over to Stage 1 and begin rocking out. Being a bit of a newcomer to the moshpit I soon got up to speed with all the lingo and how not to be crushed. It was a fucking awesome show with the highlights being a guy eating a twinkie out of the drummers ass (true story) and my first circle pit and wall of death (protip – run directy behind someone in the wall of death so they take all the punches). It was a pretty good setlist with the final two songs (Superman and 99 Red Balloons) being the best. Halfway through 99 red balloons there was a bit of an opening in the crowd where I was and I found myself being propositioned by this real big punk dude if I wanted to go ‘up’. Who was I to deny a chance to pop my crowd surfing cherry so up I went. Everyone should try it at least one because it rocked and because it was towards the end I didn’t have to brave the large crowds leaving the stage area.
After lining up for signing tickets I went and braved the drinks line for 20 mins then discovering the ’shower’ I had a good wet down before braving the Forever The Sickest Kids crowd and getting the dirtiest of looks of all these chicks because I pushed past them interupting their orgasm in search of my friends. After that it was time to line up to see Goldfinger in person. I made a few friends in the line with my cunning ability to join in with their emo bashing. The guys from Goldfinger were top blokes and I asked the drummer what it was like getting a twinkie eaten out of his ass. He said it felt cool.
I’ll write about my 2nd half of the day later on cos i’m all typed out
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