Archive for the ‘Mosh Pit’ Category
What can I say? This has to be one of the hardest working bands out there. These guys come on stage and bring the house down every time I see them. The Street Dogs are without a doubt the best band you never heard of. Mike McColgan is probably the only singer I have every heard that can make me enjoy a protest song. I don’t agree with his position on Iraq, but he is a combat vet and has earned the right to say whatever he wants. And he does it paying the utmost respect to our troops.
Look for The Street Dogs on the Vans Warped Tour this summer, and back in Detroit in the fall.
A short synopsis:
D.O.T.W. met the hardcore, mohawked girl of his preternatural fantasies.
Ron must have ingested some type of top secret meth prior to this show as he not only stayed awake, but also spent most of his evening in the pit.
Re-Todd spent most of the night on the periphery stalking a specimen of east side dishwater blonde.
Young Jake once again showed promise in the pit. He stayed mostly on the side lines, but came up with a number of sneaky maneuvers that just made me proud.
Dr. Hooligan… Dr. Hooligan once again showed why he is the Dean of the School of Moshing and, with Ron’s help, showed a kid with a green mohawk why you don’t mess with the master!
Crash, Stashe, Jaws and T were AWOL.
I am once again grinning like a retard as I write this. I am also wincing when making certain movements due to a friendly fire accident courtesy of Hooligan. Bruises cover my arms and chest, I have a blister the size of Rhode Island on my foot, and possibly a separated sternum. I also have the requisite smile you couldn’t get off my face with a jack hammer and C-4. It’s nights like this that keep me young, or very well may one day cripple me.
I’m off to the Nevada desert at 04:15 tomarrow for a week long training exercise.
Have a great week.
I received a late night/early morning visit from those who made it to Dropkick Murphys at The Fillmore last night. You know, the ones who weren’t c-blocked by deer hunters who had to be in the woods at 04:00 this morning (opening day of Gun Season in Michigan).
It appears to have been a night to remember.
Apparently there is a new technique to be taught at the Hooligan School of Moshing: The Young Jake Battering Ram. My friend Hooligan is nothing if not an innovator.
Best New Quote? “My urethra is on fire” Young Jake
The Driver of the Wartabago once again had my back and was bearing gifts:
Retodd also brought a gift of home made Hefe Wiesen which, he assures me, was bottled at home and not in the back of the Iron Pimp.
Yeah, I have some great friends.
So, off you go to the Major Leagues of Moshing. As I am unable to attend this momentous occasion, and because I am feeling rather like a father sending his son out into the world unprotected and alone, I offer you these suggestions:
1.) Review the materials found in the “Hooligan School of Moshing”
2.) No fouling the Iron Pimp by excreting bodily fluids into randomly available containers. Retodd reuses them for his home brew.
3.) Since you have achieved the age of majority, it is permissible for you to drink your Guinness from a can and, or real bottle. But remember, should you pick up a “light beer” of any kind, The Driver of the Wartabago is authorized to mete out discipline; ould sod style.
4.) Keep Uncle Hooligan in sight when entering the pit. Be sure to watch his back. He is the reigning Mosh Pit Master, but his stamina is questionable. Remember how Kimba watched over Dan’l.
5.) When things get rough and the out of place frat boys start to feel their beer muscles, think of what your old Uncle Scolai would do. Then hide behind your Uncle Hooligan. I don’t think you’re mentally or physically up to the consequences of acting like me.
6.) Consider yourself lucky that only the Murphys have a Pit worthy set. As I remember, you were only good for one set at St. Andrews (kids these days!).
In conclusion don’t be full of yourself. Your cherry poppin’ Pit experience was more akin to falling on a fence post than actually having sex.
Okay Smokey, here’s something to get you started:
Break a leg kid.
Finally got to meet Mike McColgan last night and was very pleased that he is as down to earth in person as he seems in his interviews. You know he is a Fireman the minute you meet him. I also reconnected with an old friend last night. Mike Danner was the drummer for the 80’s/90’s band Big Chief and now manages St. Andrews Hall. I hadn’t seen him in over 20 years, but it was cool to be able to kind of pick up where we left off. Mike is a great guy and does a fantastic job with this venue.
Once I dragged him into the pit, young Jake proved worthy. Speaking of the pit, it was one of the rougher ones I have been in lately. I have a split lip this morning and really believe I broke the nose of the guy who gave it to me. Kids these days just don’t seem to get “Pit Etiquette.” I’m only 5’9, but I am a semi-solid 200 pounds so when I use the “Covey Tractor Push” I can still move some furniture. I sweated to the point of having to literally wring out my scally cap! Now that’s a sign of an active pit!
The Street Dogs set was the best I have seen them play. Mike McColgan is a Gulf War vet and former Boston Fireman who not only supports the troops, but Firefighters and Cops as well. He and Johnny Rio stand out on stage and that’s saying something because the rest of the guys are total professionals. Seeing them do “Final Transmission” live was something I won’t soon forget.
I wasn’t really familiar with Tiger Army before last night and don’t believe Psychobilly will take up much space on my I-pod, but the guys worked hard, played loud, and gave everyone their moneys worth.
Anyway it was a great time. Carl didn’t bite anyone, The Driver of the Wartabago got us down and back with some great tunes and lots of laughs, Papa Smurf watched over the “Iron Pimp” while we were inside, Pokey brought some awesome Belgian Beer along, and I found out Guinness will work in a baby bottle (thanks to Jake for being the guinea pig on that one!).
Like all mornings after a night in the pit, I am sore, bruised from head to toe, and have a smile on my face you couldn’t remove with a jack hammer!
Can’t say much, but here are some highlights: The ride down in the Wartabago was almost as much fun as the show. Met Johnny and Tobe, just missed Mike. The Street Dogs played probably one of the best sets I’ve ever heard, and the pit was wild. Crowd surfing in a kilt is quite liberating, I highly recommend it. I have bruises all over my arms and chest, and a smile you couldn’t blow off my face with C-4!
Last night brought this quote from Ted Nugent to mind:
“You are born at point A, You will die at point B, Kick maximum ass in between.”
So thanks to all the guys who went and made it an awesome night, and to the Detroit Fire Department who watched over the Wartabago.
I’m going back to bed.
Street Dogs and Flogging Molly Tonight @ the State Theatre!!
Scally Cap? Check
Bushmills ? Check
This could be one for the books; Tomorrow’s post may be slightly delayed.
Here’s a taste for the uninitiated:
A friend of mine started reading this site the other day, and sent the following E-Mail. This guy is my Mosh Pit Guru!
SANTA MOSH!!!! Simply the funniest thing I have ever seen on the web. I fully appreciate all of the different forms of the mosh that Santa employed I could even telll you at which concert and where I performed aforementioned Mosh Forms.
Double windmill upright double stomp: Anthrax, White Zombie, Pantera, Pine Knob, summer 1992
Double fist down bent pounding into the ground: Fugazi, Phoenix amplitheatere, summer 1992
Double leg crossover double crossing windmill arms upright: This is a Slayer mainstay, Slayer, Megadeth, and King Diamond, Cobo, 1987
1-2-3 fist combo followed my reaping leg sweep: Sadly I blame this on my youth for the concerts I attended, The Bully Boys, White Power Front, Screwdriver (2nd edition) yeah I went to a few skinhead bands in my day summer spring 93
Side shuffle windmill or flailing arm combo: This one is actually my favorite and I usually begin or end a set with this move I will list the highlights for bands I have performed this one at and remember this is not a full list: The Meatmen, Rancid, Fugazi, Minor Threat, Rollins Band, Black Flag, Fishbone, Rage against the Machine, Primus just to name a few.