It’s the Day of the Devil — and a Wedding
Hope you’re having one hell of a 6/6/6. Dusting off the evil records and gory metal tees and visiting Sir Simon’s Pit of Darkness, first, no doubt. Or perhaps wearing a cross necklace and rocking out to Stryper, just in case. Or, better yet, both, as Pitch music writer and former music editor Andrew Miller more or less accomplished:
I changed into a “Reign in Blood” shirt at two minutes to midnight (Eastern time) last night, paying tribute to both Iron Maiden and Slayer while in the dingy, “Hostel”-like bathroom of El Torreon at a Cattle Decapitation concert. Earlier that evening, someone spectacularly fractured his finger while moshing to one of the local openers. He shrugged off going to the hospital because “I want to see the show, plus it’s numb anyway.” People took camera-phone pictures of his freakishly mangled digit. All this was surely some sign of the Antichrist-catalyzed apocalypse.
However, I did go to noon mass yesterday, just to even my odds.
Dang, I need to hang with that guy more.
But even more impressive than that are the Satanic enterprises of Metal Mark, to whom I introduced you last weekend. Dude’s getting married today — that’s how heavy metal he is. I just got off the phone with the El Torreon manager, who told me he’s marrying a longtime friend for no other reason than because it’s 6-6-fucking-6 today. The ceremony will involve a marriage license, a location near the Plaza, a friend from a metal band who’s a Life Church minister (whichever one’s available, and possibly a goat. And later, an annullment. “We want to see how many times we can commit adultery,” he said.
That’s pretty naughty, but you gotta cut the poor fellow some slack. Recently, his wallet was stolen. It had $1,000 in it, shit you not. Metal Mark’s no coke dealer; if he was, he wouldn’t need to throw a benefit concert to bail himself out of debt, eviction, jail, etc. Help the metal scene’s hardest-working man by headbanging and hornthrowing to the sounds of Vena Amori, Silence Broken, Sicadis< .strong>, The Occupation, and other bolt-throwing acts this Friday, June 9, at El Torreon.
For today (if you’re not invited to the wedding, of course), drop by Mike’s Tavern, where Federation of Horsepower and the Graveyard Nightmares celebrate Boozeday of the Beast, a very special Boozeday Tuesday matinee show from 8 to 10 p.m., costing $5. Bring earplugs, ’cause Federation is fucking LOUD. If the Nightmares sound like they do on Myspace, then they better go ass-wild on stage or it could be painful — and not in a way of which Satan would approve.
