Pre-Final Early Morning
Are you ever caught by something that leaves you speechless? Like a slow moving hand growing out of your stomach and reaching upwards through your insides to eventually reach and grasp around your vocal cords so that all you can manage is a slight exhalation of air? You reach down and hold your chest, fearing it is some malignant force affecting your lungs, yet you find them working just fine. The block, the surprise, lies entirely in your throat, your voice.
I didn't go to Sounds of the Underground yesterday because I couldn't afford to. It wounded me, as I missed out on GWAR, Strapping, Lamb of God and a whole slew of Metal bands I've never had the fortune of seeing. I had a ticket, but I simply needed the time to study and metal concerts tend to wreck me. This is, of course, the point, but I need to be really on the ball if I'm going to have any chance whatsoever on this. $50 down the toilet, makes me feel really guilty as the ticket was technically a gift (I plan to repay my brother for it, ohhhh... _guilt_) but I just couldn't go. It would have been all kinds of bad idea.
And, in memory of the concert that I could not attend, and because I haven't been offering up my musical stylings to you because of the fact that I haven't been listening as I'm writing these days, behold
Downloadable Music: Tractor - Nipple Red Sword EP RAR-encoded