Midnight Burial @ Plea for Peace Center
“Shredding guitar solos, thunderous drums, explosive bass and soaring vocals…” Not often do I blog about my days, and I do realize I’m a little late on posting this. Here’s some fragments of my thoughts and memories. January 13, 2011: Train of followers driving around town picking people up. Stopping at the wrong house and an entire family walks out. Headbanging and rocking out in the car, anticipating for what the night is about to bring us. Pitching in and buying as much burgers possible from Mcdonald’s. Monster energy drinks and Dr. Pepper. Holes in the wall. Mosh pit attempt fails. Broken couch arms with spikes. Front row cheering. Loud speakers. Ears plugged and ringing. Fog machines. Jumping on stage taking shirts off with band’s name on stomach. Driving on empty roads at night, just the two of you. Two hours after show, ears still ringing.
