Hardcore Dancing is the new black
Column: For the girl who has everything
Trevor Erb, Staff Writer
Issue date: 11/3/04 Section: Lifestyles
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That's right, the pit forms and scenester after scenester takes their turn at showcasing his/her best one-inch spin kicks, arm windmills or any other number of crazy moves. All the while, they make sure not to touch any other "bro" or "bra" with their flurry of fists and feet.
Lame, I know.
Yet as Zao came on-stage, I got closer to the pit and another discovery.
Some guy in a Pantera shirt had made his way into the pit with his other metal-head brethren, and they were terrorizing the scenesters. It was like watching an old-fashioned beatdown.
You know the type, where one guy gets punched a lot more than the other?
Even more shocking than the clash of the Titans taking place in the pit, was the fact that I discovered this "dancing" routine to be a form of exercise amongst many of the larger scenesters.
I began noticing that most of the guys in the pit would thrash around for about 5- to- 7 seconds at a time, and then suck down vast amounts of the stagnant air the floated about the venue.
Such a discovery as this was quickly shadowed, thought, as Every Time I Die hit the stage, and I uncovered yet another strange ritual amongst the scenesters.
Head-walking.
As ETID ripped through some brutal palm muted breakdowns, kids would hop up on stage and run through the air as they came down on people's heads -- and continue to run.
Witnessing these stunts left me befuddled as to why these creatures would pay $15 to harm one another, then it hit me.
They live in their own movie and this music was merely a soundtrack to a three-hour action sequence in their action packed blockbuster.
No sooner did the revelation hit me, than The Dillinger Escape Plan hit the stage and I realized that my supporting role in the film "Trevor Screams with Dillinger" was making its debut.
It's that new one, where I share some mic time with DEP and we rip through some of the hits like "Panasonic Youth," "When Good Dogs Do Bad Things" and close with "Sugar Coated Sour."
Coming soon!
Lame, I know.
Yet as Zao came on-stage, I got closer to the pit and another discovery.
Some guy in a Pantera shirt had made his way into the pit with his other metal-head brethren, and they were terrorizing the scenesters. It was like watching an old-fashioned beatdown.
You know the type, where one guy gets punched a lot more than the other?
Even more shocking than the clash of the Titans taking place in the pit, was the fact that I discovered this "dancing" routine to be a form of exercise amongst many of the larger scenesters.
I began noticing that most of the guys in the pit would thrash around for about 5- to- 7 seconds at a time, and then suck down vast amounts of the stagnant air the floated about the venue.
Such a discovery as this was quickly shadowed, thought, as Every Time I Die hit the stage, and I uncovered yet another strange ritual amongst the scenesters.
Head-walking.
As ETID ripped through some brutal palm muted breakdowns, kids would hop up on stage and run through the air as they came down on people's heads -- and continue to run.
Witnessing these stunts left me befuddled as to why these creatures would pay $15 to harm one another, then it hit me.
They live in their own movie and this music was merely a soundtrack to a three-hour action sequence in their action packed blockbuster.
No sooner did the revelation hit me, than The Dillinger Escape Plan hit the stage and I realized that my supporting role in the film "Trevor Screams with Dillinger" was making its debut.
It's that new one, where I share some mic time with DEP and we rip through some of the hits like "Panasonic Youth," "When Good Dogs Do Bad Things" and close with "Sugar Coated Sour."
Coming soon!
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