I've been a Suicidal fan for well over 10 years now... ever since a kid
at school turned me onto punk rock. Now at the age of 25 I've had a
couple tickets to shows, and for whatever dumbass reason or another
something terrible would happen beyond my control and I would miss the
show. Bullshit I know!
So, I'm dating this guy that loves
music as much as I do... Rowdy... and he runs into Efrem of Death By
Stereo and they decide we're going to Las Vegas on Dec 16th for the
show. Completely random. I took a couple days off from work and we
high-tailed it to Las Vegas. Just to see SUICIDAL!
there, check in, take the tram... we meet some guys from Chili that
came to see Suicidal on the tram and I was trying to speak Spanish to
no avail... the show was AMAZING. SxTx had so much energy! I couldn't
help but feel compelled to get a little crazy... I was looking at the
circle pit and HAD to get some!
I went around a few times...
came out... drank a beer and went back to the front of the stage where
I like to be. They started playing a song from the new album and I was
REALLY feeling it! So I went back in the pit again... fell down... got
picked up... and ran around a couple more times. Just as I was about to
make my exit - someone came flying right onto my leg and crushed my
ankle. I limped over to Rowdy and told him I was hurt! haha! Now I
never broke a bone before, but it sure happened... and it happened at
the House Of Blues Las Vegas in the pit with Suicidal jamming new
material! I seriously wouldn't have it any other way! When we got back
to Orange County everyone thought I was a mad-woman because I was sort
of bragging that I broke my foot in the pit. I will never forget that
show... I will always love the ST family... and I can't wait till my
foot is all good again to get my ass back in the crowd where I BELONG!
Love you guys!