I return from Las Vegas.....with a Dir en grey live report (and three pictures)
Holy fucking shit.
I know I don't smoke....
But damn....
Surreal.
If there was one word to describe Dir en grey's performance on Sunday in Las Vegas, that would be it.
Once I got to the Hard Rock, I noticed that a small line was already forming outside the side-doors.
I had to resist joining it right then and there.
So after checking in, I take my place in the line which was still considerably short.
The two girls in front of me were also DEG fans.
I chit-chatted with them.
So....
We were there, outside, for roughly....2 hours.
It was hot as hell out there.
And as an added bonus...
They wouldn't let us sit down.
Joy.
Sometime during those two hours, a couple more DEG fans got in line behind me.
One of which squeals.
I had no idea why she did at that time since, sadly, I was looking off in a different direction....
I asked her what happened.
Die walked by, going towards where the tour buses were parked.
I never got to see him....
Because of my stupid tendancy to stare off into la-la land.
After awhile, they finally let us through the side-doors....
Only to have us wait some more.
Finally 7'o clock rolls around, and we're let into the venue.
Not many people in the front of the pit, so we make a mad dash for a good spot.
I'm in the second row, five feet or so away from the stage, practically in the center.
So fucking close, I could already feel the sweat dripping off of Kyo.
Anyway, by this time, I get an intolerable pain in my feet.
Granted, they had already been bothering me while standing in that fucking line.
Here is a suggestion for you....
Don't go to a concert where you will be standing for a long period of time.....
In uncomfortable platform boots.
Bad fucking idea.
So why did I choose to do it?
I'm short.
I thought that I could use the extra height.
Which I did.
So yes, they did come in handy despite the horrible pain.
Back on-topic....
Another hour of waiting for the first act.
While waiting, a middle-aged woman behind me began asking me about DEG.
I swear....I must have given her a fucking DEG history lesson.
She seemed genuinely interested though, so I obliged her.
A few minutes later, some crazy bitch behind me is drunk off her ass and swaying around.
Some Korn fans next to her were pleading with her boyfriend to take her out of the pit.
It fell on deaf ears though.
Then the dumb bitch falls on her ass, and tries to kick one guy in the balls.
She looked like she was ready to barf, so I finally had it and told one of the guys to tell a guard to get her the fuck out.
Finally, she's gone and peace is restored....for the time being.
Deadsy comes on.
Torture.
I hadn't the least bit of interest in them, and meanwhile the pain in my feet just kept getting worse.
I was just praying for their set to end.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who didn't enjoy them....
They got booed quite a bit.
People were yelling, "Get off the stage! We want KoRn!"
I was actually getting worried about DEG getting the same reception at that point.
Well, after they finally finish, DEG's stage crew begins to set up their instruments and equipment.
Not long after, the lights dim again...
And what begins to play?
G.D.S.
As soon as it starts, my adrenaline starts pumping and all of my pain is forgotten about.
"KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL!"
I forgot to mention....
The first couple rows of people...
Mostly DEG fans.
The chanting was insane...
Soon the DEG members come out one-by-one.
Everyone screams.
Kyo comes out.
The screaming get even louder.
I was wondering what my reaction would be at my first DEG live....
Would I just stare in awe?
Would I cry?
No.
Apparently, that reaction was to be "OutofmyfuckingmindscreamingatthetopofmylungsOMGWTFBBQ!!!".
Clever Sleazoid.
I attempt to sing/yell along.
Badly.
I couldn't remember half of the words for shit.
I swear, I think I sang "Let's get a smoothie, Crust my arm!" at one point.
ONE DAY I WILL FUCK YOUR PARENTS!
Yeah, I definately yelled that line.
For great fucking justice.
At one point, I forgot when exactly, Kyo slipped and fell on an amp.
The first few rows gasped.
But he got right back up, got on his box and shook his head spazstically.
The whole set was a bit of a blur.
I just couldn't believe what I was seeing.
It was like a very realistic dream.
I yelled "Kyo-sama, Aishiteru yo!" at one point.
Mostly because my hormones were on overdrive, and I didn't know what else to yell that he would understand....
So yeah...
I just went with that.
It earned me a glance in my direction however.
High-fucking-five.
Other than that, he glared at us a lot.
Not in a "I hate you all. Fuck you." way...
It was more of a "I own you all. I know you fucking love me." way.
He stood on his box and began slashing away at his chest and stomach.
Fishhooked too.
Sometime inbetween songs, Kyo stands on his box...
And randomly starts laughing....
Not "Haha. That was funny." laughing.
He was having a crazed laughing fit.
It was insane awesome.
I think the Sunday audience got a much more fulfilling performance out of him.
He did a lot more stuff than on Saturday night, according to the people who went to both.
Heh.
I don't know who....
But someone on stage flicked their head forward...
Ero got full of what I've narrowed down to either Kyo or Toshiya's sweat.
I'm thinking it was Toshiya because he was rather close at that moment.
But when I looked back at Kyo, he was quite sweaty...
So yeah...
I'm still not sure who did it.
Let's see...
The songs I could remember after Clever Sleazoid...
(Inaccurate order)
Spilled Milk
The Final
Kodoku ni shisu, yueni kodoku
dead tree
Ryoujoku no ame
Kyo yells, "Last Song!"
The IIID Empire.
I went ape-shit.
The almighty bucket makes its appearance.
Kyo plops the bucket over his head, covering it completely.
However, something was different about it.
This time, the the bucket had a strip of paper on it...
With the words...
I'M A BASTARD
It definately elicited quite a few giggles.
I tried to get a picture of this awesomeness....
But my camera decided to not be on at that moment.
By the time it turned back on, Kyo was already taking it off his head...
Or at least trying to.
The handle got stuck around around his head.
He struggled with it quite a bit before finally getting it off.
When they were finished, nothing was thrown into the crowd.
A bit sad, but oh well.
The look of awe at what I had just witnessed on my face was proof enough of my happiness.
As for the crowd reaction...
Applause.
Much "Wooo!!"-ing
I think I may have heard a "Boo!" from the back though...
Surreal.
Wonderfully surreal.
The only thing that really bummed me out was that there was no meet-and-greet.
I figured that it wasn't too big of a deal though.
If there had been, I didn't think Kyo would do it anyway.
All in all, I just experienced pure happiness.
I would love to see Dir en grey again...
For a headlining tour or one-man show hopefully.
Oh yes!
Pics!
I have yet to recover from this.
My voice is still a bit raspy from all the screaming.
Proof of a good time.
>;D
I know I don't smoke....
But damn....
Surreal.
If there was one word to describe Dir en grey's performance on Sunday in Las Vegas, that would be it.
Once I got to the Hard Rock, I noticed that a small line was already forming outside the side-doors.
I had to resist joining it right then and there.
So after checking in, I take my place in the line which was still considerably short.
The two girls in front of me were also DEG fans.
I chit-chatted with them.
So....
We were there, outside, for roughly....2 hours.
It was hot as hell out there.
And as an added bonus...
They wouldn't let us sit down.
Joy.
Sometime during those two hours, a couple more DEG fans got in line behind me.
One of which squeals.
I had no idea why she did at that time since, sadly, I was looking off in a different direction....
I asked her what happened.
Die walked by, going towards where the tour buses were parked.
I never got to see him....
Because of my stupid tendancy to stare off into la-la land.
After awhile, they finally let us through the side-doors....
Only to have us wait some more.
Finally 7'o clock rolls around, and we're let into the venue.
Not many people in the front of the pit, so we make a mad dash for a good spot.
I'm in the second row, five feet or so away from the stage, practically in the center.
So fucking close, I could already feel the sweat dripping off of Kyo.
Anyway, by this time, I get an intolerable pain in my feet.
Granted, they had already been bothering me while standing in that fucking line.
Here is a suggestion for you....
Don't go to a concert where you will be standing for a long period of time.....
In uncomfortable platform boots.
Bad fucking idea.
So why did I choose to do it?
I'm short.
I thought that I could use the extra height.
Which I did.
So yes, they did come in handy despite the horrible pain.
Back on-topic....
Another hour of waiting for the first act.
While waiting, a middle-aged woman behind me began asking me about DEG.
I swear....I must have given her a fucking DEG history lesson.
She seemed genuinely interested though, so I obliged her.
A few minutes later, some crazy bitch behind me is drunk off her ass and swaying around.
Some Korn fans next to her were pleading with her boyfriend to take her out of the pit.
It fell on deaf ears though.
Then the dumb bitch falls on her ass, and tries to kick one guy in the balls.
She looked like she was ready to barf, so I finally had it and told one of the guys to tell a guard to get her the fuck out.
Finally, she's gone and peace is restored....for the time being.
Deadsy comes on.
Torture.
I hadn't the least bit of interest in them, and meanwhile the pain in my feet just kept getting worse.
I was just praying for their set to end.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who didn't enjoy them....
They got booed quite a bit.
People were yelling, "Get off the stage! We want KoRn!"
I was actually getting worried about DEG getting the same reception at that point.
Well, after they finally finish, DEG's stage crew begins to set up their instruments and equipment.
Not long after, the lights dim again...
And what begins to play?
G.D.S.
As soon as it starts, my adrenaline starts pumping and all of my pain is forgotten about.
"KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL!"
I forgot to mention....
The first couple rows of people...
Mostly DEG fans.
The chanting was insane...
Soon the DEG members come out one-by-one.
Everyone screams.
Kyo comes out.
The screaming get even louder.
I was wondering what my reaction would be at my first DEG live....
Would I just stare in awe?
Would I cry?
No.
Apparently, that reaction was to be "OutofmyfuckingmindscreamingatthetopofmylungsOMGWTFBBQ!!!".
Clever Sleazoid.
I attempt to sing/yell along.
Badly.
I couldn't remember half of the words for shit.
I swear, I think I sang "Let's get a smoothie, Crust my arm!" at one point.
ONE DAY I WILL FUCK YOUR PARENTS!
Yeah, I definately yelled that line.
For great fucking justice.
At one point, I forgot when exactly, Kyo slipped and fell on an amp.
The first few rows gasped.
But he got right back up, got on his box and shook his head spazstically.
The whole set was a bit of a blur.
I just couldn't believe what I was seeing.
It was like a very realistic dream.
I yelled "Kyo-sama, Aishiteru yo!" at one point.
Mostly because my hormones were on overdrive, and I didn't know what else to yell that he would understand....
So yeah...
I just went with that.
It earned me a glance in my direction however.
High-fucking-five.
Other than that, he glared at us a lot.
Not in a "I hate you all. Fuck you." way...
It was more of a "I own you all. I know you fucking love me." way.
He stood on his box and began slashing away at his chest and stomach.
Fishhooked too.
Sometime inbetween songs, Kyo stands on his box...
And randomly starts laughing....
Not "Haha. That was funny." laughing.
He was having a crazed laughing fit.
It was insane awesome.
I think the Sunday audience got a much more fulfilling performance out of him.
He did a lot more stuff than on Saturday night, according to the people who went to both.
Heh.
I don't know who....
But someone on stage flicked their head forward...
Ero got full of what I've narrowed down to either Kyo or Toshiya's sweat.
I'm thinking it was Toshiya because he was rather close at that moment.
But when I looked back at Kyo, he was quite sweaty...
So yeah...
I'm still not sure who did it.
Let's see...
The songs I could remember after Clever Sleazoid...
(Inaccurate order)
Spilled Milk
The Final
Kodoku ni shisu, yueni kodoku
dead tree
Ryoujoku no ame
Kyo yells, "Last Song!"
The IIID Empire.
I went ape-shit.
The almighty bucket makes its appearance.
Kyo plops the bucket over his head, covering it completely.
However, something was different about it.
This time, the the bucket had a strip of paper on it...
With the words...
I'M A BASTARD
It definately elicited quite a few giggles.
I tried to get a picture of this awesomeness....
But my camera decided to not be on at that moment.
By the time it turned back on, Kyo was already taking it off his head...
Or at least trying to.
The handle got stuck around around his head.
He struggled with it quite a bit before finally getting it off.
When they were finished, nothing was thrown into the crowd.
A bit sad, but oh well.
The look of awe at what I had just witnessed on my face was proof enough of my happiness.
As for the crowd reaction...
Applause.
Much "Wooo!!"-ing
I think I may have heard a "Boo!" from the back though...
Surreal.
Wonderfully surreal.
The only thing that really bummed me out was that there was no meet-and-greet.
I figured that it wasn't too big of a deal though.
If there had been, I didn't think Kyo would do it anyway.
All in all, I just experienced pure happiness.
I would love to see Dir en grey again...
For a headlining tour or one-man show hopefully.
Oh yes!
Pics!
I have yet to recover from this.
My voice is still a bit raspy from all the screaming.
Proof of a good time.
>;D