Ich will ich will mitten durch die Wand
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gothikmausUgh. Is it possible to be hangover without having drunk a single drop of alcohol? I felt awful this morning and only got slightly better after lunch. It may just be sleep-deprivation, but if this is what hangovers feel like, I'm glad I've never had one.
Anyway, pictures time! Behold Rod in all his mighty glory:
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Gallery >> Abwärts live, 18.10.2008, Gaswerk, Winterthur
And now the usual rambling report.
I left from Milan on Saturday morning with the 11:18 AM train, figuring it would be useless to take the 8:20 one, as you don't need to be at the club ridiculously early and fight your way to the front for Abwärts gigs. Three and a half hours later I was in Zürich and about 30 minutes later I was at the hostel. You should've seen my face when I saw I had to walk up a hill to get there; my first thought was "I'm never gonna make it when I'm back from the concert tonight." XD
I got to the club in Winterthur around 6:00 PM and, WOW, there was no one there, only a teenage couple snogging. Someone was doing soundcheck and I decided to take a walk around. I came back about 20 minutes later just in time to see the band walk out of the back door and barely managed not to squee when I saw Rod. My God, he should always wear jeans. As I still had a lot of time, I walked back to the station to eat something and when I got back around 8:00 PM the snogging teenage couple had been replaced by three teenage girls, obviously Rod fans, who got all excited when Abwärts arrived, promptly went to greet Rod and, as soon as the band was inside, started screaming in such high-pitched voices I feared all the glasses would shatter.
The concert started around 9:00 PM with two support bands, Snotty Cheekbones and Slartybartfast. I really enjoyed the latter, a pop-punk-rockabilly group, and after their gig I made myself comfortable in the first row in front of Rod. Obviously the Rod fangirls - who were standing right next to me - went wild when he walked on stage, screaming things like "Du bist süüüß!", but luckily after a few songs they calmed down a little. I have to admit I felt like they did about Rod, he's so much prettier in person than in photos, and I was standing so close to him, but hey, I'm an adult, I can restrain myself - even if just barely. :P
The band's performance was amazing, the acoustics was very good and I had all the room I needed to move around, which meant a perfect concert. I liked how, when Frank introduced "Unfall" saying it was a song against traffic, Rod commented "Wir haben Lieder gegen alles." Yeah, I'm easily amused.
After the concert a guy randomly walked up to me and asked me if I was an Abwärts fan. I said I was and he asked me if I wanted the setlist (he had taped it on the front of his T-shirt.) I said "Uhm... Well... If you don't want it..." And he just gave it to me. o_O I wanted to wait for the band, but after a while I got bored and thought "If they don't show up by 2:00 AM, I'm going away," because I still had to catch the train back to Zürich and the night bus to the hostel. Shortly before 2:00 AM the drummer showed up, only to disappear backstage after 5 minutes, and I decided to stay a bit longer. Only a few girls stayed around and we moved outside, but at one point it was only another girl and I there and I felt too much like a crazy stalker, so I just said goodbye and made my way back to the station. I wasn't even disappointed about not meeting Rod after the concert, well, not too much, because it was such a great gig, it was definitely worth travelling to Winterthur to see it.
By the time I arrived at the hostel it was 4:30 AM, I was dead and smelled like smoke from head to toe, but I was too tired to take a shower, so I just climbed onto my bunk bed and passed out. The next morning I was tired and slightly depressed and cursed myself for booking the 5:09 PM train instead of the 3:09 PM one, as I really wasn't in the mood for visiting the city. I was feeling pretty much like I did after the Prague concert, only this time there was no Stefano to cheer me up. But it was a nice sunny day, and I decided to ignore my bad mood: I wandered around, took a walk along the lake and visited the city centre. Since I was pretty tired I got back to the station early, read a couple of Farin's interviews in a kiosk (sorry, I'm not gonna spend 18 euros to buy two magazines) and was quite happy when I finally sat down in the train. Too bad a random African guy started chatting with me and saying he didn't believe I was Italian because of my English, my looks etc etc, when all I wanted to do was pass out in my seat. Luckily we had to change wagon because we were in the wrong one (there were no numbers anywhere) and my seat was far from his, so I could finally rest a bit.
As usual, this entry was rather long and pointless, and only a very small part of it was about the concert. Sorry for boring you all to tears, hopefully you enjoyed the photos. :P
PS During the long, boring journey back I had an idea for a silly little ficlet, I'll write it down as soon as I'm feeling less drained.
Anyway, pictures time! Behold Rod in all his mighty glory:
Clic to enlarge
Gallery >> Abwärts live, 18.10.2008, Gaswerk, Winterthur
And now the usual rambling report.
I left from Milan on Saturday morning with the 11:18 AM train, figuring it would be useless to take the 8:20 one, as you don't need to be at the club ridiculously early and fight your way to the front for Abwärts gigs. Three and a half hours later I was in Zürich and about 30 minutes later I was at the hostel. You should've seen my face when I saw I had to walk up a hill to get there; my first thought was "I'm never gonna make it when I'm back from the concert tonight." XD
I got to the club in Winterthur around 6:00 PM and, WOW, there was no one there, only a teenage couple snogging. Someone was doing soundcheck and I decided to take a walk around. I came back about 20 minutes later just in time to see the band walk out of the back door and barely managed not to squee when I saw Rod. My God, he should always wear jeans. As I still had a lot of time, I walked back to the station to eat something and when I got back around 8:00 PM the snogging teenage couple had been replaced by three teenage girls, obviously Rod fans, who got all excited when Abwärts arrived, promptly went to greet Rod and, as soon as the band was inside, started screaming in such high-pitched voices I feared all the glasses would shatter.
The concert started around 9:00 PM with two support bands, Snotty Cheekbones and Slartybartfast. I really enjoyed the latter, a pop-punk-rockabilly group, and after their gig I made myself comfortable in the first row in front of Rod. Obviously the Rod fangirls - who were standing right next to me - went wild when he walked on stage, screaming things like "Du bist süüüß!", but luckily after a few songs they calmed down a little. I have to admit I felt like they did about Rod, he's so much prettier in person than in photos, and I was standing so close to him, but hey, I'm an adult, I can restrain myself - even if just barely. :P
The band's performance was amazing, the acoustics was very good and I had all the room I needed to move around, which meant a perfect concert. I liked how, when Frank introduced "Unfall" saying it was a song against traffic, Rod commented "Wir haben Lieder gegen alles." Yeah, I'm easily amused.
After the concert a guy randomly walked up to me and asked me if I was an Abwärts fan. I said I was and he asked me if I wanted the setlist (he had taped it on the front of his T-shirt.) I said "Uhm... Well... If you don't want it..." And he just gave it to me. o_O I wanted to wait for the band, but after a while I got bored and thought "If they don't show up by 2:00 AM, I'm going away," because I still had to catch the train back to Zürich and the night bus to the hostel. Shortly before 2:00 AM the drummer showed up, only to disappear backstage after 5 minutes, and I decided to stay a bit longer. Only a few girls stayed around and we moved outside, but at one point it was only another girl and I there and I felt too much like a crazy stalker, so I just said goodbye and made my way back to the station. I wasn't even disappointed about not meeting Rod after the concert, well, not too much, because it was such a great gig, it was definitely worth travelling to Winterthur to see it.
By the time I arrived at the hostel it was 4:30 AM, I was dead and smelled like smoke from head to toe, but I was too tired to take a shower, so I just climbed onto my bunk bed and passed out. The next morning I was tired and slightly depressed and cursed myself for booking the 5:09 PM train instead of the 3:09 PM one, as I really wasn't in the mood for visiting the city. I was feeling pretty much like I did after the Prague concert, only this time there was no Stefano to cheer me up. But it was a nice sunny day, and I decided to ignore my bad mood: I wandered around, took a walk along the lake and visited the city centre. Since I was pretty tired I got back to the station early, read a couple of Farin's interviews in a kiosk (sorry, I'm not gonna spend 18 euros to buy two magazines) and was quite happy when I finally sat down in the train. Too bad a random African guy started chatting with me and saying he didn't believe I was Italian because of my English, my looks etc etc, when all I wanted to do was pass out in my seat. Luckily we had to change wagon because we were in the wrong one (there were no numbers anywhere) and my seat was far from his, so I could finally rest a bit.
As usual, this entry was rather long and pointless, and only a very small part of it was about the concert. Sorry for boring you all to tears, hopefully you enjoyed the photos. :P
PS During the long, boring journey back I had an idea for a silly little ficlet, I'll write it down as soon as I'm feeling less drained.
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Date: 2008-10-20 04:48 pm (UTC)Ich kann das alles so gut nachvollziehen!
Das leicht beschämt eben-nicht-mitkreischen, wenn die 14 jährigen-Fangirls neben einem kreischen, auch wenn einem innerlich schon so ein bissel nach Kreischen ist, weil er einfach so unverschämt gut aussieht! So viel geiler als auf Bildern.
Und auch das am Ende nicht mehr warten, weil man sich wie ein Stalker vorkommt. Ich fands sehr traurig, dass wir ihn nicht mehr getroffen haben, aber ich war auch froh, dass wir ihn nicht mehr genervt haben.
Er soll ja auch mal seine Ruhe haben! :)
Wunderschöne Bilder übrigens!
Wenn du magst, meinen Konzertbericht gibt es hier:
http://robtengel.livejournal.com/152293.html
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Date: 2008-10-21 10:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-20 06:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-21 10:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-10-20 10:04 pm (UTC)I'm glad you had a great time at the concert (though
Rodthe band not coming out is pretty lame, if you ask me)...And I'm sorry you felt sad next morning. I knew it, I should've come, I didn't do anything much in the weekend, anyway.
Next time, we'll just celebrate the post-concert-sads together, okay? XD
(You can be glad we didn't meet by chance in in Prague the next morning, though, since I had a huge dose of sads then - visiting the Jewish cemetary and all that...)
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Date: 2008-10-21 09:38 am (UTC)HAHA, post-concert depression. If we had met in Prague we would have just hugged each other and burst into tears! XD Btw, I visited the Jewish cemetery too. Actually, Stefano and I visited all the Synagogues and were very impressed, it was the first time we entered a Synagogue. o_O
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Date: 2008-10-21 01:11 pm (UTC)By the way, I was really, really pissed at some American tourists in Prague, who kept complaining about having to wear a kippah in the Synagogue with all the names of holocaust-victims on the walls. They kept cursing out loudly and refusing to wear it - in front of the staff. Ever heard about respect, assholes? I felt like crying. Hard.
So yeah, I had a big dose of sads/anger that day.
On the other hand, I wasn't all that sad about the concert ending, because I still had a couple more in front of me. Aaaah... good times. ;)
But, erm, well, just in case I am back in time for the Helmstedt-tour, we could hug and burst out in tears together then... XD
BTW, I'm in Hannover now, waiting on Bill Morrison. I sort of feel like waiting in front of a venue to get into first row. Sort of. Just that there are more 12yo boys here. A LOT more. XD
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Date: 2008-10-21 02:20 pm (UTC)Haha, you know what would be great? If we were standing next to each other in the front row at a BBYLH concert without even noticing, then, in the middle of the concert, we see each other, we squee, hug and start crying. That would be amazing, just imagine the expressions on the band's faces. XD