Dum da dum dum
SKA, SKA, SKA!!!
On September 28th, me and two friends
got to see one of the best
bands EVER - The Supertones - play live!!!
Read On for the exciting story!!!
O.K. So me and Joe and Luke had made plans to go to see The Supertones at Paramount's Great America on Christian Music Day or whatever. We were so psyched, that's all we talked about for the weeks leading up to that magic square on the calendar - September 28th, 1996. So finally we left in the morning, and we got very lost, but we asked the car beside us at a stop sign to roll down their windows so we could ask them where we were, and, as luck would have it, they were going there too (only they wanted to see Audio Adrenaline ...ugh!). So we followed them there, then we ate breakfast at IHOP, which, in my eyes, now stands for International House of Puke, because Joe ordered a cheese blintz, and the cottage cheese inside it was really rancid and rotten, and they wouldn't give us our money back (yeah, we got ripped off). So, a little less poorer, we went to G.A.!!! Now The 'Tones weren't playing until the evening, so we had time to kill, so we:
- Sat through a really bad set by the Dimestore Prophets (they really bit the big one that night)
- Went on Skyhawk, but I got ripped off 'cause my stupid spaceship wouldn't do flips
- Went on Fiddler's Fling with these chicks we know from Roseville, and screamed at each other the whole time ( Joe: "OH MY GOSH - I'M GOING INTO LABOR!!!" Me: "I LOVE YOU JOE - IF WE DIE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT!!!" Luke: "WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT UUUUUUUPPPP [insert sound of spit flying out of his mouth at speeds exceeding 200 mph if you wish])
- Got in a french fry fight in the food court
- Watched Luke squirt ketchup all over Joe's new sweatshirt (we put it in one of those cheapo lockers that cost a quarter, and we gave the key to some poor unsuspecting kid who now owns a ketchup-stained, semi-new sweatshirt)
Finally it was time for the Supertones to skank there way onto the stage. They started playing (in tuxes of course...what do you expect?) and we got in the mosh pit. Some tweaker chick tried to steal my wallet, I crowd surfed and I was sore for the next 3 days, and some dude with really wierd bright red hair started making fun of my Cheerios shirt (he kept on yelling it out in the mosh pit liks some dysfunctional dork: "Cheerios. Cheerios. CHEERIOS!!!") And then the music stopped playing, and Jason (drummer) gave his testimony, and they had a PHAT worship service. Then they played "Found" and they RAWKED the entire crowd...If you ever get a chance to see them play live, do it, just stay away from tweaker chicks. O.K.???
