becala | Jul. 10th, 2009

Dear Seattle Metal Fans,

I thought you were entirely lame, but last night you proved me wrong.

Love, Becca

Skeletonwitch

The awesomeness, in list format:

Skeletonwitch was amaze-time live. The sound was good at this show (which it was apparently not when they played the Funhouse recently), and of course the musicians were awesome. While I knew the vocals were going to be FUCKING SICK, Chance Garnett was seriously entertaining to watch as well as to listen to. I like it when he beats his chest. Even if his interspersed comments about wanting some weed or women to present themselves to him after the show were pretty fucking annoying, he still put on an awesome show.

Trap Them was motherfucking awesome, as well. Even though only four of us seemed to be into them at all, while everyone else stood around with their arms crossed looking self-conscious. The music sounded as rage-filled as on the album, and the vocalist was seriously into what he was doing. Also, he totally chose to stagedive directly onto wee Eric, who was standing mostly by himself. That was nearly bloody.

Unlike many Seattle metal shows, there were tons of women there, and not "girlfriends" or "vampire queens." Cap Hill hipsters, sure, but they were at least there for the music and not a dude, and were dressed to do something other than stand at the way back and try not to fall off of their platform shoes.

Becca Convention: In addition to Cap Hill hipsters, there were at least two other women who were interested in rocking out, both of whom were also named Becca. We were all in the pit for Skeletonwitch, and one of them totally headbutted me by accident. It was hilarious.

There were NO idiots doing the nazi stomp in the pit! Though there was also no one willing to truly start a circle pit, either. The singer kept calling for an old-school circle pit, and no one was freaking doing it. I thought about doing a round or two just to show them how it's done, but I fell victim to the same lame self-consciousness as everyone else.

And today, I only hurt a little. My neck muscles are not nearly as sore as they have been from rocking out not nearly as hard. I think the alcohol helped- self-induced whiplash is less likely if you are relaxed. :) I do, however, have a killer bruise on my shin and inexplicable trouble moving my left ankle. I was wearing Chucks to the show because I forgot my boots in Olympia, and I probably got kicked/stepped on quite a few times.