so...
we tried to buy tickets online, cuz that was the only place they were selling the, for this small deftones gig at the SPACELAND of all places!
it sells out expectedly in two seconds, and so my friend was in the neighborhood and went to the door, asked the owner whats up, he said there will be 15-30 tickets for sale at the door, so he picks me up, we post up at 1PM in front of the venue with a small line of say ten folks..
then this dude comes out and tells us all to bounce, and that if he sees us loitering around we cant get in at all..
so me and my friend go across the street and post up in the side of some stores and wait for FIVE HOURS stalking the front to see when this hardass dude lets us line up..
just before 7PM the bumrush is getting ready, dozens of us are in our three-point stance, and I use my spidy sense and the power of prayer to get to be the THIRD PERSON in front of the venue at 7pm, with NO ONE challenging me cuz EVERYONE there remembered seeing the RASTAMAN all fucking day long, even all the roadies and security..
so we stand there from 7PM until 10PM when they FINALLY let those of us without tickets in, and I get the FIFTH ticket out of 15!
I'm in and its the shit!
deftones come on at 1130, the opening band "These Arms Are Snakes" was also the shit, a noiseish group, very satisfying for an opening act...
when deftones comes on in this shitty little hole in the wall, with 250 us, surprisingly NOT PACKED LIKE SARDINES cuz they limited the entrance, went ABSOLUTELY NUTZ!
I decided this would be my night to crowd surf, and so by the third song I prop myself up, and as fate would have it, people behind me just grabbed my feet and through me up without even asking! so I was up for an ENTIRE SONG, crowd surfing for the first time, at the deftones, my favorite distorted guitar band, and it was rapture...
they threw me to the stage, did a flip, ran off, got thrown out, which was not even a drag because I was so excited to have finally gotten to surf, and by the GRACE AND GLORY of OUR GOD, the same hardass owner remembered by long day outside and vouched for me to get let back in after one and a half songs..
it was pure triumph! I went back inside a hero, cuz as I said, EVERYONE remembered the RASTAMAN, and everyone was estatic to see me let back inside!
thank you deftones, for this last guerrilla show which was a throwback to the Around the Fur days in 98/99 with the guerrilla club tours to fuck off the arena rock show bullshit!
"so god bless you all, for the song you saved us..."
oh yeah, the gloved hand in the center of every shot at this gig throwing up gang signs and raised fists is me at the last deftones secret gig october 07, I was surprised you can see me, the whole time
i'm also the gloved hands in this one