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Candy Spooky Theater: My first contest & my fave Bday gift! |
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So, it's Monday, the 21st, the day after my birthday. I still can't believe I'm 21. Anyway, after a day of hard work helping the enviorenmental company who's changing the oil tank in my building, I'm beat, tired, stinky and covered in God-knows-what. Well, as I'm helping these guys pack it all away, I get a text message.
"Who the hell could that be?" I say to myself. I pop open my phone and low and behold, it's my friend Dayna. Her text is simple but implies so much. "Do you have any plans tonight?" ...Well...not really, except for possibly watching the season finale of HEROES...but, hey, lemme see what's up with her. So I text back, wondering what it is she wants. She tells me that she's going to a concert for a band and she doesn't wanna go alone. She'll even pay for my ticket if I go.
Well...she is a good friend and I've never been to a concert before...so I ask who it is. Turns out it's a Jrock band called Candy Spooky Theater. I raise an eyebrow. "Never heard of em...but it's a jrock band, so let me confirm some stuff, and I'll see if I can go."
So, after a few minutes of confirming things are copasetic with my family, I'm in the clear. She says replies happily and tells me to be ready by 5pm. I comply by hurriedly walking my dog, taking a shower, and gettting dressed.
What to wear, anyway? I'm not really emo or goth or any of that stuff, but, according to Dayna, there's gonna be a lot of Gothic Lolitas there...Hmm... a big black guy amongst a whole bunch of gothic lolitas. Gotta make do with what I got.
Jeans...Boots...A chuck Norris tshirt, a green camo hoody and a bad a** dragon claw necklace. I'm set to bust skulls open with my eyebalss if I have to.
So I meet up with Dayna a bit before 5pm and wait a couple of minutes for her to finish up. She's really styled up. Fishnets, a black tank top, sunglasses, equistrian rider boots and mock rider pants. very cool.
We head out, the goth in horse riding pants and the animator-in-training in a chuck norris shirt. I grab a snack, we snag metro cards, and in a few minutes, we're on the 1 train heading downtown to Canal Street. We chat on the train for a while about random things like SATs and weird friends and school and movies. By the time our stop comes up, we're in a state of pre-stokedom. After a quick, and slighlty embarressing search for a bank of america, we head past Canal street and head for none other than the Knitting Factory.
The line is huge! but fortunately, not everyone on line is here for Candy Spooky Theater. They're also there for some...random group called Rocket Summer...whatever. Anyway, we get online and wait...wait,,,wait...and while we're waiting, we make a few new friends and make fun of some people walking back and forth, including a couple that looked like a leftover member of an old Industrial group called Orgy and that all girl goth group Kitten. After about...an hour...the line moved forward quite quickly, as the rocket summer crowd went in and our crowd started to move in slowly. on the way in to the club, I notice a cane on the floor with a silver skeleton hand. very bad@$$! I have to take it!
I stride in like a pimp and dayna purchases our tickets for us. We wait a bit longer online and I grab some free condoms. hey, they're free, why not? I also talk to cutie named Julie who's from Montreal. She said she saw the previous show last night at Cambridge and said it was awesome, except for the opening act, which was horrendous.
We soon make our way in. An open space with an open bar and an undefined pit. It's all good. My new friends, Dayna and I move as close as possible to the stage. We're facing stage left right next to the speakers. We talk more, share some laughs, and soon, the opening act comes on.
They're called Ghost Orgy. Their name says it all: they are a group of forgotten people who will be forgotten about once again. And not necesarrily because they suck as whole. No...it's mostly due to the psychotic lead singer who's a confused Phillipina. She literally comes across as someone who's struggled so hard to try to make her dreams come true but to make ends meet at the same time that she's taken on, but not limited to, the following quick cash with sex implied jobs: stripper, dominatrix, airline hostess, bar tender and go go girl.
After 7 songs by them, they make their way off stage. a waiting period commences. then Roger, a man who's helped sponsor the tour and been on the road with Candy Spooky Theater, came on stage. He reminded me of a cross between the crow (sans make up) and Aragon from LotR. Very cool. After a quick, powerful announcement of each of the band members, followed by the quintessential Nightmare Before Christmas musical intro, the band came on.
Now, with the exception of a quick auiditory preview Dayna gave me just before we left, I had no idea what to expect. So when they came on stage and slowly worked into their opening song, I was stoked.
For those not in the know, Candy Spooky Theater is a 3 person rock act. The Lead Singer goes by the name of Jack Spooky! Clearly inspired by Jack Skellington and Marilyn Manson. His moves on stage range from robotic to spastic to even convulsive.
Then there's Peggy. Peggy's reminiscent of a Rag Doll. A beautiful, dark ragdoll left in an attic to dust lightly, only to come to life at night and have mostly innocent, Tim Burton style fun.
Last but not, least, there's Zull. Like a beautiflu Porcelain doll who moves like a wind up, gear controlled ballerina, Zull is incredibly delicate and beautiful.
The concert ensues. The band methodically goes from low tempo, to hard to low to hard again as the audience rocks out, moshes, and tries numerous times to group, touch and love up on the band as they play to the crowd, teasingly coming forth to the edge of the stage and into the pit. I was one of the lucky few who got to touch Jack and Zull on numerous occassions. Some of the audience was posessive, though. One black girl in particular held on to Jack for an uncomfortable length of time...awkward.
Between songs, Jack rewarded the crowed with silliness from little acts with puppets (from puppet master, at that) whispering little things like "baka" and "herro! It's a preasure to meet you", to a prewritten speach by Jack that went something like this.
"Thank you for coming to see us. We Rove NEW YORK CITY! We wirr kirr you. Ret's arr get crazy!"
It was a blast. By 930, it was all over. But a bunch of hardcore fans started an Encore chanting session. They say stubborness is a fault, and yet, it was due to that stubborness that, as far as I know, we were the only city on the tour to get an encore! the Encore lasted about 20 minutes and was followed up by merchandise selling (which would've sold out completely had the roadies not set aside a few boxes of stuff to take to the final show in Maryland), and an autographing session. It was during this time that I got to know some more people and get some numbers from some really cute girls.
Well, after the autographing session, which was awesome cause I got all three members to sign my cd and write congratulations for turning 21, my friends and I headed out, grabbed some snacks, and made went our seperate ways. Dayna convinced me to stay after the show so we could see the band one last time.
We waited for an hour, playing silly games and meeting people who worked for Purple Sky magazine (one of whom is an old college friend I hadn't seen in a while. So long, that she actually looked at me like I was the ghost of Christmas past). After a while, Zull and Peggy came out. We thanked them for the concert. Peggy, sweet as always, greeted us with a big smile and a few thank yous. Zull half smiled and waved.
Then just as everyone had left and the club was about to close for the night, Jack Spooky came out. We said thank you to him, only to get a WTF look from him, as in "WTF...why don't you kids go home already? the show's over." It was hilarious.
And so, just as quickly as the fun began, it had ended. My friend Dayna and I took the train back home, talking about everything from the concert, to phobias, movies, snack food and wrestling along the way. Eventually (as in around 1.30 am) we made it back home.
I walked home triumphantly, cane still in hand, and greeted my father before going to sleep for a meager 3 hours before having to wake up again. Surprisingly, though, I wasn't cranky throughout the day. My ears were still ringing a bit, but the whole experience of making new friends, being at the concert, and screaming and moshing my heart out had a very therapuetic effect on me. It was very cleansing and cathartic. I can honestly say I've never been this happy in my life.
So, in closing, I want to say thank you to everyone who was there at the Knitting Factory, fan, roadie, group member or otherwise, for making it a memorable night. And also, for those fans of Candy Spooky Theater who arn't aware of it or couldn't make it, two comments in closing.
1) candy spooky theater is one of the few bands I've heard that sounds better live than on CD.
2) this tour, as small as it was, was pivotal, because Zull will be leaving the band after this. on friendly terms, fortunately, but none the less, he is leaving.
Anyway, thanks again to anyone who was there, and if anyone here on Tokyopop was there at knitting factory or at any of the other performances, and wants to keep in touch or hang out, drop me a line. I'm more than happy to make new friends
Zull!
more ZULL!
Peggy and Jack Spookie!
Jack Spookie!
those are the band members. btw, a friend put up video of the concert on youtube.
simply search "Candy Spooky Theater knittingfactory" and enjoy the clips!
Marc_Spector · Wed May 23, 2007 @ 09:22pm · 2 Comments |
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I'm so full of energy and anger and happiness and I gotta let it out! I gotta scream! And the following will sound crazy!
AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I gotta get away from my head! get out get out get out get out get out! GET OUT! ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I'm ******** crazy! I'm really ******** crazy!
*runs around in circles*
ARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!
Gotta get the craziness out of my system!
I've got so much energy! So much rage! If I don't let it out I'll explode!
I need to hit something! Ineed to scream and ******** and hit something! I need to keep correcting what I'm writing cause I'm too crazy! It gets in the way of my normal typing skill! and I'm smashing these keys with my fingers!
AGGGGHHHH! CRAZY! and I can't even focus my energy right now on something! damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it!
If I can't focus, I can't make art! If I can't make art I'm a failure! I need to tell my stories, I need to get it out, I need someone to listen, I need something to hurt and hit I need something! DAMN IT WHAT DO I NEED!
*sighs*
Man, that felt good. xd
Marc_Spector · Wed May 09, 2007 @ 01:23am · 2 Comments |
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I dunno what it is...but I feel empty...
Marc_Spector · Thu May 03, 2007 @ 02:20am · 2 Comments |
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I hardly ever use this thing, but I figured I might as well. things have been going my way for the first time in a while. I just have to figure out what kind of mac I want, then i can animate from home.
other than that, new friends here on gaia have been supporting me and that makes me happy. and I also have new friends, irl, as well. so yeah...all I need is a job.
razz anyway, just gotta keep pushing.
Marc_Spector · Wed Apr 04, 2007 @ 11:12pm · 6 Comments |
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a new year approaches and time dawns upon us all. It reminds us that we are growing older and growing apart, either because of each other of because of outside circumstances. Do I have what it takes to stand against the cold? Do I know what I need to become a man? Honestly, I don't know...but I pray I find out and that I can make. and I wish the same for you all.
Happy New Year. May this year hold real promise for us. May we learn what it is to truly live, as opposed to merely existing.
peace, love, health, creativity, prosperity and God's grace be upon all of you and your families and your friends.
*raises a glass*
Spread the love. Cheers.
Marc_Spector · Sun Dec 31, 2006 @ 12:18am · 1 Comments |
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did I tell you to stop commenting! NO! keep commenting!
and btw, happy belated holidays to you all!
word up to my homies old and new, you're always in my heart.
and to the women I love, despise and simply can't live without, especially my angel Emily, kisses and hugs and teddy bears for you all!
have a great new year, everyone! this one, for better or for worse, is looking to be something special.
well, that's it for now! keep up the fun and stay cool.
Adam
ps. that doesn't include Nivea. you ******** suck.
Marc_Spector · Thu Jan 05, 2006 @ 10:18pm · 3 Comments |
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I'm alive...not necesarrily well...but alive...I guess that stands for something
Marc_Spector · Fri Sep 23, 2005 @ 03:34pm · 80 Comments |
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Emily...it may be only three days into summer break but I miss you more than anything I can describe. ...my heart's aching for you and I can't get you out of my head. tears are about to stream from my eyes as I'm writing this for you. I feel like no matter how many times we say good bye to eachother and I love you to eachother, it still doesn't fill the void in our hearts...so I'm writing this in hopes of possibly filling that void for you, even if only for a little bit.
Emily...I don't think I could ever fully express just how strongly I feel for you....I love you more than anything I've come to know. and I'm sure from what you've noticed, I only share my love with a selective few.
...Emily...when I first met you...you were so scared and confused and didn't know what to do....my little seer, you seemed so lost and angry and I guess I was too....but you awoke something in me I thought I lost after being hurt so many times in my life: you awoke my ability to love.
While other's may have shunned you or hurt you or scarred you or maimed you, you still found a way to be strong and in doing so, you did something very special for me, something I can't ever forget or throw away. and if only seems to get stronger and stronger whenever I'm with you.
While people may not understand us or love us or appreciate us, know that I always love and appreciate and respect and admire you. I feel you when I'm alone or scared or confuse....like an angel wrapping it's arms and wings around me, protecting me from all the bad in the world and curing all the pain in my heart...
Emily...I think about you and dream about you so often that at times it completely consumes me and hurts me just not being with you or even being able to talk to you. I dream of holding you in my arms, hanging out with you, getting to know you better, listening to you sing and getting to draw you....I dream of kissing you and caressing you and making love to you...of hearing you moan in ecstasy as I make your body quiver and tremble at my touch...loving you the way you've always deserved but have never been shown or haven't experienced because other's have always hurt you or shunned you or maybe even abandonned you...
Emily...there's so much I want to do with you, do for you, do to you...so much I want to show you and so much I want to learn from you and experience with you. I want to see your smiling face basking in the sun as we hike up hills and mountains and through forests...I want to run through the streets of new york with you and show you all the cool places to hang out: China town, little italy, Soho, Noho, the village, times square, 5th avenue....I want you to show me all your little secret paths and hiding spots around where you go camping and I want to make love to you there..... redface
.....Emily, I love you so much...I don't think I'll ever be able to get that out of me or express that enough to you....so if you're ever feeling lonely or confused or scared or are missing me....remember that I love you too...that I miss you and that you're always a part of me....remember all the things I want to do with you and how special you make me feel...I can only hope you feel the same way I do. I love you...and I could never forget you....take care of yourself....*kiss* I love you........stay strong....one day we'll be together...I promise.... redface sad cry crying
Adam heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart
Marc_Spector · Wed May 04, 2005 @ 02:02pm · 4 Comments |
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for the summer that is! best wishes and luck and love to almost everyone (those of you who don't deserve my love know who you are) anyway...take care, everyone! my love to you all! heart heart heart heart heart heart heart Buh Bye!
Marc_Spector · Mon May 02, 2005 @ 06:35pm · 1 Comments |
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