Years ago a drifter came into the record store and stayed for a while, its not me by the way. His name was Carl Youngblood. This guy had long tight perm curly hair which he would always pull through the back of his Under Armer hat and a porn mustache. We would always work in the shop together. You knew right off the bat this guy had stories. "So my other ex-wife was studying witchcraft." We were running around downtown delivering something to the bus station. I was driving and he was talking about leaving pills at Elvis' statue. We crossed a few homeless guys and I said "You think we can win in a fight against them?" He answered "I might be wirey but I am quick." I replied "Quick like a cat! Carl The Cat Youngblood.!" He turned to me and said "Uh uh, Cobra. That was my nickname in the fights." I asked him what fights? He launches into a story that went like this. . .
Cobra- Back in late 90s, I was living in Biloxi, Mississippi. No job, feeding my addition to pain killers. So to earn money for drugs and other things (I think he is implying sex) I would go behind a rundown RadioShack and fight other people.
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Cobra- Well there were two Carls there and I didn't like that. After one fight some guy called me Cobra because I could strike at any minute. Thus Cobra.
I never called that man Carl Youngblood ever again. Everyone in the shop and customers knew him as Cobra. Other Cobra stories- Borrowing Money, Arrested, Halloween Date, & Aquababe. I should post these stories at some point.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Everything Louder Than Everything Else
Three weeks ago the four (Skill, Rachel, Sarah & I + Lizzie J) had dinner and we started talking about middle school and the music we listened to. I told them when I think of middle school I think of the Foo Fighters. Jump a week and you find me at the record shop talking to one of our best customers, Dr. Danny Payne. We start talking about Foo's new album and we decide to hit up the show in Little Rock May 18th. I checked the tour and find out the best news MOTORHEAD is opening for Foo. Lemmy! So we head over to Little Rock at 3, get in 30 minutes before the show started (7pm). Danny thought it would be wise to gas up before the show instead of after since we were driving straight home after the concert. He went inside the gas station to use the restroom while I just stood like an idiot by his car. A homeless man ran across the street over to me with a smile on his face but quickly removed the smile and replaced it with a down & out facial expression. "Hey big man, you got a couple of dollars, I need something to eat." I felt like a d-bag. Here this dude is asking for a few dollars and I have to lie to him. I'm all for lying to the homeless (read the blog hobo date) but I'm standing against Payne's Porsche Boxster. I told the dude No. He replied "Yeah right. Just some change homey." I told him no can do. He waved his hand like "Man forget you." He worked his way to other cars. We get to the venue and find our seats. Right at 7 the opening band starts playing, Biffy Clyro (huge over seas and will break big here in the next two years). In front of us is a group of 6-8. Mother daughter and friends/boyfriend. The daughter turns around, drunk already, starts chatting us up. ANNOYING CHICK! Motorhead roll out and Lemmy grabs the mic and says "We're Motorhead and we play ROCKnROLL" and they did just that. The people near by had a huge poster with Lemmy's face on it and it read "Before Chuck Norris goes to sleep he checks under his bed for Lemmy." This is Lemmy. . .
The drummer was incredible, the whole set was awesome. They played "Ace of Spades" of course. I was throwing horns.Danny brought binoculars. For some reason I thought "I will put my iPhone right up to the binoculars and take a super close picture" even though we were not close to the stage at all. It did not work at all. Danny tried and we got the hang out it. I held the nocs and he used his iPhone. He got a great shot then went to the merch table. While he was gone I tried again. I kid you not this is the picture I took holding the binoculars, focusing, and holding my iPhone-
During set change, I spot one husky female. I would not have noticed her but she was wearing something she shouldn't have been wearing. Picture Jabba the Hutt wearing Princess Leia's outfit
She wasn't showing off that much leg.
In front of us the dysfunctional family is getting more dysfunctional. Daughter crying cursing out the mom, the others drinking MORE beer. It was over the top. Daughter couldn't stand longer than 2 minutes. Drunk slumped over, falling on the stairs, over seats. This crap annoys me and I for some reason cannot enjoy a concert, dinner, movies because of people like this. Foo came out at 9:15 and launched into a rocking set. Four songs into it I was like "If they said 'Hey, thats all we can do, we are tired' I would give a standing ovation and be perfectly fine with a 4 song set." After the four song (My Hero) Dave grabs the mic, drenched in sweat, "you better be ready Little Rock we got 24 more songs to do." The nite before, they played two and half hours in Tulsa. I figured we would get a sluggish set but NOPE. They did not let up at all. Dave was screaming at the top of his lungs, running around full blast and feeding off the crowd. INSANE! Danny and I traded off the binoculars looking at the band, Taylor Hawkins (drummer) was going crazy. He probably had a solid 4 minute drum solo. The set ended and everyone started chanting FOO FOO FOO FOO. In the cloak of darkness Dave Grohl showed up on a high rise platform and started doing a few acoustic songs alone. After three songs, the crowd was in an uproar, he pointed to someone in the stands and said "I see you enthusiastic man and your gut brother, I'm right with you." I was searching for the fan he was speaking to but had a hard time finding the guy. Dave added "Come on enthusiastic man show me that belly again, come on lift that shirt." I finally found the guy he was talking to and this dude had a GUT on him, crazy funny. Dave dedicated the next song to enthusiastic man, Best of You. By this time drunk girl moved up to our room standing by me shouting to the roof tops and swaying back and forth, not because she was grooving to the music but because she could hardly stand. Some times she would grab my shoulder or my arm to keep her balance. I looked at Payne and he shrugged his shoulders. I rearranged myself, put my hand in the my pockets and scooted a little over away from her. She moved closer and was holding my wrist while my hands were in my pockets. I turned my head to look at Payne but he wasn't there, the dude jetted. I look the other way behind me and he is in a chair he waved at me and I was like "Son of a gun." All the while drunk girl's boyfriend is telling her to move down to his row, she replied "No we are done!!" I grabbed our posters & shirts and somehow got away from drunk girl. I sat with Payne as the Foo launched into a cover of Alice Cooper's "Schools Out." I look at my watch, its 11:45 and the band showed no sign of stopping so we left early. We made it back to town around 3am. I was so dang tired at work but well worth it. Here is the gig poster I bought. . .
That is all for this post. It has been a while. Take care.
The drummer was incredible, the whole set was awesome. They played "Ace of Spades" of course. I was throwing horns.Danny brought binoculars. For some reason I thought "I will put my iPhone right up to the binoculars and take a super close picture" even though we were not close to the stage at all. It did not work at all. Danny tried and we got the hang out it. I held the nocs and he used his iPhone. He got a great shot then went to the merch table. While he was gone I tried again. I kid you not this is the picture I took holding the binoculars, focusing, and holding my iPhone-
During set change, I spot one husky female. I would not have noticed her but she was wearing something she shouldn't have been wearing. Picture Jabba the Hutt wearing Princess Leia's outfit
She wasn't showing off that much leg.In front of us the dysfunctional family is getting more dysfunctional. Daughter crying cursing out the mom, the others drinking MORE beer. It was over the top. Daughter couldn't stand longer than 2 minutes. Drunk slumped over, falling on the stairs, over seats. This crap annoys me and I for some reason cannot enjoy a concert, dinner, movies because of people like this. Foo came out at 9:15 and launched into a rocking set. Four songs into it I was like "If they said 'Hey, thats all we can do, we are tired' I would give a standing ovation and be perfectly fine with a 4 song set." After the four song (My Hero) Dave grabs the mic, drenched in sweat, "you better be ready Little Rock we got 24 more songs to do." The nite before, they played two and half hours in Tulsa. I figured we would get a sluggish set but NOPE. They did not let up at all. Dave was screaming at the top of his lungs, running around full blast and feeding off the crowd. INSANE! Danny and I traded off the binoculars looking at the band, Taylor Hawkins (drummer) was going crazy. He probably had a solid 4 minute drum solo. The set ended and everyone started chanting FOO FOO FOO FOO. In the cloak of darkness Dave Grohl showed up on a high rise platform and started doing a few acoustic songs alone. After three songs, the crowd was in an uproar, he pointed to someone in the stands and said "I see you enthusiastic man and your gut brother, I'm right with you." I was searching for the fan he was speaking to but had a hard time finding the guy. Dave added "Come on enthusiastic man show me that belly again, come on lift that shirt." I finally found the guy he was talking to and this dude had a GUT on him, crazy funny. Dave dedicated the next song to enthusiastic man, Best of You. By this time drunk girl moved up to our room standing by me shouting to the roof tops and swaying back and forth, not because she was grooving to the music but because she could hardly stand. Some times she would grab my shoulder or my arm to keep her balance. I looked at Payne and he shrugged his shoulders. I rearranged myself, put my hand in the my pockets and scooted a little over away from her. She moved closer and was holding my wrist while my hands were in my pockets. I turned my head to look at Payne but he wasn't there, the dude jetted. I look the other way behind me and he is in a chair he waved at me and I was like "Son of a gun." All the while drunk girl's boyfriend is telling her to move down to his row, she replied "No we are done!!" I grabbed our posters & shirts and somehow got away from drunk girl. I sat with Payne as the Foo launched into a cover of Alice Cooper's "Schools Out." I look at my watch, its 11:45 and the band showed no sign of stopping so we left early. We made it back to town around 3am. I was so dang tired at work but well worth it. Here is the gig poster I bought. . .
That is all for this post. It has been a while. Take care.
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