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Unbekannt's Journal
Standard Deviation: A Look at Absolutely Nothing
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Combichrist WTFIWWTT? 2007
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September 12, 2007, 02:36:pm
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The show took place on August 30, 2007 at Ground Zero in Minneapolis. The venue is not that large, and there were not that many people there. Before the show, I was walking through and came across Joe Letz, Combichrist's drummer. I said "Hi, Joe," and he stopped suddenly, looked me all shocked-like, and took me into the ladies' room to see if he knew me. He thought we must have hung out before. We talked for a bit about how I saw them the last time they played in Minneapolis and that he told me to make out with him. He said "Did we make out?" But I laughed 'cause we hadn't. Anyway, he shook my hand, asked my name, and introduced himself.
I couldn't wait for Modulate and Imperative Reaction to finish their sets so that Combichrist would finally come out. Then they did... and they played... then they left and came out for an encore. Joe came out in his socks and sat in the middle of the stage. I was at the front of course yelling at him, and then he came and stuck his sweaty sock-foot in my face. I hate feet so I laughed a little but then turned back to my friends very disgusted. Then I yelled at him some more, and he ran up to me and slid his sweaty sock-foot down my bare chest... I laughed it off again, and turned again in happy disgust to my friends. Then Joe ran to his drum set and grabbed a little piece of paper and handed it to me. Some scumbag tried to grab it from me before I could get it, but I prevailed of course, because it was intended for me. The paper said "HERPES?" I yelled at them to play "Shut Up and Swallow," which they acknowledged, but they already had their set lined up.
After the show, Andy told us all to hang out until the bar closed and party with them. So I did. After downing a very strong Captain and Coke in thirty seconds, I took my HERPES? and asked Shaun if he would sign "the herpes Joe gave me."
"Hell no, I'm not signing that." So he looked for something else to sign. While he was doing that, Andy approached and was extremely wasted. I asked him if HE would sign "the herpes Joe gave me" and he obliged. He placed it on my chest for a writing surface and thought it funny that he started signing my boob (see photos). I told him how it was funny because the last time they came to Minneapolis, I asked him if he had a pen, and he started drawing dots on my shoulder. So... he took the liberty of drawing more dots on my shoulder. Then he said "hold this" and stuck the marker in my cleavage (see photos). I think I finally got Shaun to sign the herpes, and then Andy came back and we got a ridiculous photo of the three of us with me making a horrible face because Andy was painfully biting my ear.
I asked Shaun where Jon was because I couldn't spot him without his makeup. I found him, and then Shaun found him, and then Shaun told me he found him... even though I already had. I talked to Jon for a little bit and then insisted on feeling his abs because (as I captioned on one of the photos) I was drunk and they were positively wonderful... anyway... he thought the first photo was probably bad, so we got another one. He was the nicest/most polite of the guys, and I'm pretty sure he wasn't nearly as wasted as the others either, which I find quite respectable. I kinda feel bad now in retrospect. I wish I wouldn't have felt him up (haha) and that I would have talked with him more. He seemed like a really cool guy.
Then I went out to the outside smoking area to harass Joe. We deliberated on what to do about the HERPES? issue. Then we had no choice but to blame each other. I also told Joe what an amazing drummer he is, which I think he appreciated because he thanked me, of course, and commented on how he was surprised because people are always so focused on Andy during shows rather than the other guys.
As I walked around the venue, every time Andy saw me, he poked at me or grabbed at me and giggled. Then finally, I said that if he was going to keep doing that, that I had to get a photo with him where I'm not grimacing in the pain of him biting my ear. So he licked my ear instead (see photos). Then when he saw me later on, he made a grabby motion at me again, and I told him he should be grabbing a little lower (my chest) and he said "That's my dinner." And I was like "Oh really?" And he said something like "If I did, you'd have nothing left..." and I laughed kind of uncomfortably and got distracted and walked away. Haha.
Then I found Bobby the roadie who couldn't fathom how I knew his name. He kept suggesting that we make out and that I was very pretty. Then Shaun came 'round and took a "Myspace" inspired picture of us which sucked, so I took another one. Then Bobby wanted my phone number so he could give me his e-mail address so I could give him the photos. I gave it to him, but I knew he'd never call me -- but to "prove" he would, he called me right then. Of course, he hasn't since then, obviously. But it was funny in any case.
So that's my second Combichrist experience. The first was the first time I ever heard them... and the second was hanging out with them... both have made me love them more and more. They're all about fun, and in a time when fun seems out of reach sometimes, they've helped me realise just how important having fun can be.
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