chaka chaka

al and i were a bit apprehensive about the gig (read: mosh pit) and feeling every bit of our quarter century.

got wolf and headed to the now defunct ruums aka KL Live. wolf being the old man that he is decided to sit outside with the other cynical old-timers while we went in. what the fuck!

me: if juan wasn’t here, you’d let us go in ourselves?
wolf (lying through his teeth): of course not.

we invited baby along as well, but she only goes to sweat fests when they’re at the beach. at night. with DJs.

there were a few more hardcore bands in the lineup preceding NUFAN, and it occurred to me that the headliners might have a tough time keeping the energy up. yeah, right. as if.

they only came up at around 7ish and the 30 minute soundcheck had made everyone a little antsy. energy to the max with the first song – chasing rainbows.

it’s not like we actively decided at any one point to jump in the fray. the bloody circle just sort of extended itself and before you knew it we were in the most pit. someone or something hit me in the face and i was licking blood from inside my mouth. of course it only got me all excited (sicko). al did a 180-turn from “i don’t want to die” to “wheeeeee”. juan and i had to keep chasing her around.

memorable moments:

• guy at the door stopping the band and the band showing him their band passes and saying “we’re the band.” EPIC FAIL.
• having some guy hook around my left ankle and do a kung-fu trip
• some random idiot stage-diving and putting juan into a chokehold
• juan’s face as he was being put in a chokehold
• sections of the crowd parting for al kecik kecik! *all move back*
• this chick stage-diving twice with some some really uber last minute flip. salute.
• the crowd shouting and shoving everyone away from some unfortunate soul who plunged head-first into the ground (they lifted him away. so sweet.)
• NUFAN singing “since you’ve been gone” and ending it with “fuck kelly clarkson! i fucked her in the ass!”

all in all, the fucking set was way too short plus for some reason i managed to miss “life size mirror” wtf.

methinks they were checking out the 5-star cook from india. juan with his “falallee” digicam.

al and i are tired. and hungry. and covered in other people’s sweat. woohooo!

the only video i managed to take.