Fri 6 Apr – Nine Inch Nails, Ladytron
March of the pigs
Beginning of the end
Help me I’m in hell
The hand that feeds
Head like a hole
So let's just get one thing straight. If you're reading this then chances are that you've probably heard all of the songs, including the two new ones that were played, so I'm not gonna bother by trying to describe how awesome this and that was in a melodramatic way nobody gives two shits about.
Let's just get on with it..
This was the third time I saw NIN, whereas the two other times have been on festivals. This was my first true chance to really see them the way they're supposed to be seen. (says I)
I never really was that hyped up about it until me and my big brother (http://www.last.fm/user/fritzon/
) came and stood in line outside the doors. Luckily for us it was a secluded place where hardly any winds could pass through so it was a good spot to stand in. It really began to feel like this was really happening right now.
We met with three other women who were standing in line infront of us (around 20 years old), the cute ones names were Militta and Mariæ, then the other one who was standing in The Spiral line I can't quite remember.
The whole wait up until the point where they let us in (7pm) was just a breeze all the way through, didn't have a minute of bore since we were mostly chatting around with other fellow NIN fans, singing and drinking.
By the time they finally opened the gates we must've had around four beers, whereas two more waited for us on inside. I had to be careful not to get drunk since I've made that mistake in the past and this was a show I couldn't afford to forget, then in a perfect timing Ladytron
took the stage. And despite all the sayings I've heard about how much they'd suck - I thought they were pretty fucking cool. The crowd wasn't very worked up which was both pretty good and disappointing, since up until this point you could have a cigarette without being scared of the fact that a single bump from your fellow crowd member could have you swallow the whole piece.
My brother and I once again met with three other girls, which were actually Swedish. Your typical emo-looking bunch I guess. Them motherfuckers had gotten a backstage pass to meet the band in some weird way just because they were some of the earliest to get in I think. It really sucked to see, but I was glad for them. They didn't hang around long enough for us to share the story of our lives.. or our names, but I kept bumping in to them during the whole NIN show for some goddamn reason. It was pretty fun actually, we held our arms around eachother to prevent from falling and had our own private singalong party in the crowd which got pretty intense during Closer
, if you take my word for it - but all which soon dispersed after the tremendous pressure from the crowd all around us when the break with The Only Time
came on in Closer
.. I fell down on the floor two or three times but was helped back up again immedietely (thankfully). Then around the time when they played Wish
, a handful of people around me wanted me to help them give a push upwards so they could crowdsurf, which was fine by me since it offered me a brief five second pocket to fill in until the next junkhead came and wanted a closer piece of the action.
Can't remember much of anything more note-worthy during the rest of the concert. I was just really really glad that they played so many of their old tracks (mainly from The Downward Spiral
) and that we got two of the songs from their upcoming album, and only two songs from With Teeth
(one of them which was Only
, which I shamelessly think is great).
I never would have thunk I'd hear Eraser
, Mr.Self Destruct
and Help me I'm in Hell
live if you'd ask me a year ago. I couldn't have been happier with this concert (LIES!). Well - unless they'd play a few others as well like Somewhat Damaged
, We're in this together
and Down in it
, but I'm not one to be picky.
By the time we got to the last four songs, I started to feel nauseous. The venue was as cramped as it could possibly be with 1,500 crazy spectators in it, and jumping around like that does things to your body you don't really want to know about, not to mention that my throat was burning up by all the screaming and shouting, I really needed to cool it down from here. I saved most of my energy during Suck
and The Hand that Feeds
, and used what little strength I had left on Head like a Hole
. It felt like I was being resurrected from the dead, and once the gig was over (I don't dare say finally) I walked out as best as I could with my disjointed legs and brains in flames, going "Ni'yaaaahh!".
This felt like too much goodness at one time for me to handle, and well enough to last me until the next time I see them.
A couple of beers later, I was back home in Kristianstad, and I literally threw myself on the big bad bed and never felt so good about sleeping naked all alone before.
I woke up and felt good as ever, not feeling hungover or anything, altough it feels like every single bone in my body has been crushed to bits and then glued back together again.
I hope this feeling never goes away.
Thanks for reading, and I hope that you will have at least as great of a performance that I had if you're seeing Nine Inch Nails