I dunno if you know it by now, but I’m Black.
***!!!*** [That is my husband reading this and gasping. And then saying (or texting) to me, "But I thought you were Brazilian!" (Our little inside joke.)]
Yep. Black girl – pretty awesome. What’s even more awesome is the reactions I get when I tell people that my whole freaking body hurts because I spent all day Saturday wading through crowds of thronging metal heads at the Mayhem Festival. Seriously, my legs hurt. My stomach hurts. My arms hurt. I have a massive bruise on my ass and another on my left arm. My voice is so squeaky hoarse it sounds like I’ve been sucking helium for the past two days. And I literally cannot remember the last time I was so dirty. It took two days to get the mud from under my nails. (Wait, there’s still some in there.)
AND IT WAS AWESOME!!!
I was absolutely ecstatic when I heard Slipknot was getting back in the game and even more elated when they where announced as the headliner of Mayhem Fest. (I’ve waited nine years FOR THIS!) When I met my friends at the car, my husband asked what happened to me during the show. I just said, “I don’t know. Slipknot came on. And I just started rocking out.”
The reactions I get from people who aren’t my husband:
- My friend Mike, as I dragged him to the front of the stage to see Whitechapel: “I love you dude.”
- Angela as I limped into work today: “I never would have thought you would be into kind of music.”
- Two guys at work: “[Head shaking.] You young people,” and, “Whoa! REALLY?”
Generally it’s a lot of raised eyebrows and surprised expressions. But if you think about it, what kind of person only likes one kind of music? (A boring one, I say.) So next time one of your Black friends says she is going to a concert, don’t assume you know what kind of music she likes. You just might see her on the other side of a mosh pit.
And seriously, if you missed Mayhem. You are so lame.