Seether: Bad Ass Central (John on Far Left)

 

It is no secret that I like to Rock, and I really don’t do it as much as I should, mostly because sometimes I prefer to nap. But Emmy and I had a fucking blast last night when we went to see Seether. Here is how the night went down:

 

Had excellent Public Transportation Karma with the trains

Cut to the front of the miles-long line outside the Hammerstein Ballroom by lying about our guest list tickets being at will call, when we had our tickets on us (but our passes were at will call, so it was only a half-lie. Still, it worked and that is what counts).

Got right in with no problem (See above ruse)

Inserted Earplugs appropriately

Made our way backstage while Papa Roach was still doing their set

Ate some Snacks in catering (Tiramisu = Quite Good!)

Met up with my friend John (Seether Drummer)

Watched Seether’s show from side stage (totally awesome)

Avoided bodily injury

Hung out with Marco the Vic Firth stick guy, and another gu who was once the drummer from the Dictators

Got invited to the Aftershow Party

Decided not to stay for Staind (No Brainer)

Froze ass off walking four blocks to the Aftershow party

Stopped at Papaya King to enjoy a delicious “President Obama Special” 99 cent hot dog

Continued one half a block to Aftershow party held upstairs at Stitch, a very dark bar

Ate Fried Snacks

Drank Mexican Beer

Hung out with John for hours

Took a Cab Home

In Bed by 1:00 AM

RAD FUN!