Julio H.
Yelp
I saw the announcement for Napalm Death and I was intrigued. I have seen that name for a while, and I mean decades, not months. Who was Napalm Death? I didn't know. I played their music and it turned out to be Death Metal. OK. I like a little speed, growling is fine, I had no clue what they are singing about but the rhythm makes it good "movement music", something that I would listen to when I hit the gym. This discovery ignited my thinking process and some should I go or should I stay now type stuff. Tickets were $25... it's not $300 Bad Bunny Bay-Bay. I can still buy a four pack of craft beer with $25. I finally decided to go. I didn't buy my ticket online, forget fees, so I showed up to the door with no ticket. It was fine because they show was not sold out. The Social never sells out.
While I was making the line I started talking to people. A lot of them were screaming "Long Live Satan", others were offering me the good stuff, girls were talking to me, I almost felt like a rock star. They were trash talking Christians and religion in general, that was weird, I mean, people screaming "Satan is my Lord" was weird enough, but I guess I was just surrounded with reactionary people who despise pedophilia. This review may be taken down at any time now. Needless to say, the concert hadn't even started.
The bill included 3 bands. The first band was from Texas, I couldn't read their name nor understand what they were saying, they were cryptic. They were good, they had some energy. The second band was called BRUJERIA. It means "Witchcraft" in Spanish. I understood some of their lyrics, they mainly spoke about smoking pot. Yeah, that's not me. But they were really entertaining and the music was good. I also understood why there were so many Spanish speaking people present and why Mexican flags were flying. The last band, Napalm Death, the boys from Birmingham UK, finally took the stage. They were entertaining also. The bass player kept complaining about the sound system in an English accent, I found that hilarious. The whole evening was all a weird experience from a far fetched dimension and new to me.
I bought a T-shirt. I bummed a bottle of water. I didn't pay for parking. I got second hand stoned. If I would've found a $25 bill on the floor, my night would've been over the top.