Corey_Lazarus

Mick Foley, and no. Though apparently my nephew did when my folks took him and my oldest niece to NH for a weekend, a camping trip I was meant to go on but didn't due to my schedule at my then-places of employment (a pizza shop I worked Friday and Saturday nights, and the local Bob's Store). Sucks, because I would've been all "GUFFAW" and would have at least thanked him for proving that even goofy bastards like us could actually make something of themselves doing something they loved.

B&N has a wrestling section? Yeah, at the very end of Sports. It kinda sucks, though, at least the four closest ones to me (N. Attleboro, Bellingham, Framingham/Natick, and Walpole), because Weightlifting always gets mixed in since it's right next to it. And a good portion of the books are actually about real wrestling, which makes me think they should file it under "Pro" Wrestling. I think they added it after the abundance of autobiographies that actually, you know, SOLD following Have A Nice Day.

Don't look for a contact high, man. Just introduce your kid to pot now. He'll thank you later. You know, when he's high and stuff.

Slipknot is extreme metal lite. It's a way for little kids to get into heavier music, and Joey Jordison (the drummer) is pretty fucking solid. Mick's a really solid guitarist, and Corey Taylor is decent enough on vocals (even if Stone Sour is the drizzling shits). But there's something missing, and that something is discernible songs that don't sound poppy. That's what makes them lame once their fanbase moves on to heavier shit: they're really just a pop/rock group pretending to be big-time death metal/hardcore icons. ...and it doesn't help that Corey Taylor is a douche who not only helped ruin Apocalyptica (they did most of it on their own, though) but also used to be so full of himself that he'd rant on KoRn and even Gwar (I wish I could find the Brockie rebuttal, because it was spot-on in how Slipknot are really a pop group). That all said, IOWA has a few really tight songs ("Heretic Song," "People = Shit," and "My Plague," primarily), the first 5 actual songs on the s/t are good ("[sic]," "Eyeless," "Wait and Bleed," "Surfacing," and "Spit It Out"), but Volume 3 was awful, and I don't care what anybody says. The only thing that really separates it from generic radio-rock is Corey's screams and double-kick.

My dad hates music. Found out last night that Green Jelly still tours. They're in Boston on 7/8, which is a Tuesday, and they might be joined on their tour by DBX, which would prove amazing. No SotU this year due to the economy and, apparently, the sour taste left in people's mouths after the Necro fiasco for the first half of last year's tour. Well, that's what you get when you hire a rap artist with no backing band to play a metal and hardcore show.

Orgazmo - Trey Parker/Matt Stone, 1997 The best comedic team of this generation, easily, and their funniest live action film. I could've gone with Cannibal! The Musical, BASEketball, South Park: BLU, or Team America, but this is what I feel is their funniest movie. Ron Jeremy, Lloyd Kaufman cameo, and not to mention the greatest superhero sidekick to date: CHODA BOY.

I think this is what we should've done before emo got out of control and eventually died down. It's been a long time since there's been any musical faction brawls. I think the last one may have actually been the FSU/Neo-Nazi brawls in Boston in the late 90's.

I've heard Douchenforce is good live, and I've seen Mastodon, and they're not bad. Of course, when I saw them they were hindered by a Slayer crowd (if it's a REAL heavy metal concert, and Slayer is headlining, then practically none of the openers, despite their quality/popularity, will get a reaction...unless they're Unearth, surprisingly), but they were pretty fucking tight. Seeing Municipal Waste/Darkest Hour/At The Gates on July 11th, and I think Toxic Holocaust is opening for the three, which is fucking schweet because they play a good black/thrash blend. Most of the concerts this summer are just my band gigging, including, I think, one gig opening for a one-night-only Burn In Silence reunion (Massachusetts metalcore band who broke up shortly after getting signed to Metal Blade). Maybe I'll see some other shows, but I doubt it. Gas prices are gay, and I'm already doing a little over a tank a week thanks to regular errands and band practice three times a week (which is about 25-30 miles away).

I used to hate all non-wrestling Mexicans, and even some that did (mostly Abismo Negro), but this fills me with hope. "Emosexual" may just be the coolest anti-emo phrase ever. Emo kids fuck off indeed!

1. PGOAT has the best post in this thread, fuck y'all. 2. Regarding booty and trying to get it in high school, my senior year I was in a computer applications class for an easy A. Just typing and basic HTML coding, so I flew through it, biding my time until my video editing class started. But there was this one kid who was a sophomore, and I guess he was one of the popular skater douchebags, because he was just making jokes left and right all the time. Kid's about half my size, and I think still is, but I digress. Anyways, he asks this freshman if he got laid over the weekend, and the kid says no, and the soph just starts a short tirade about how you're a loser "if you don't lose your virginity by the age of 15." I was 17 at the time, and I just lost it a month earlier, so I turned to him and just told him I recently lost it and I'm 17. He shuts up, and then begins making fun of another kid for being an idiot. Heh. 3. Nobody but the honor roll/band geek kids in my HS had any school spirit. Not even the jocks. The only jocks who had any sort of school spirit were those on the wrestling team, because our wrestling team actually had a decent record (unlike our football team, which STILL sucks, I hear), ditto the hockey team, so pep rallies were usually full of band geeks trying to get extra credit by volunteering and the football team just goofing around. Sophomore year, my friend Chris (who I still regularly hang out with, despite him being a dumb bastard) tries to climb the side of the bleachers, which are/were the fold-out kind that can be put away to make extra room. So he's trying to get up to the back to sit with a couple of his other friends, and there are no railings on the side of most of the bleachers at my HS, so he falls off...and breaks his fucking hip. He's 15, he weighs about 200-something pounds, and he falls from near the top of the bleachers and breaks his hip. It was hilarious. And a few months later he somehow broke his ankle, so I was the one who helped him get his shit out of the classroom early and escort him to the next one. We're on the second floor of one of the halls, and he asks me to help him down the stairs, but the bell rings, so people start pouring down. Another one of his friends take his crutches, and I just fireman's carry the fat fuck down the flight of stairs to the bottom floor. This kid still has a ton of bad luck, since he tore his ACL just a few months ago when he got hit by a car while walking home from work, AND his ex-girlfriend is engaged (or so he says), AND his father is a creepy douchebag.

I must be the odd man out, because I just don't really give two shits for it.

Bastard! Looks like we're tit for twat now.

I've tried about 3 times to get through Gates of Hell/City of the Living Dead, and I fucking can't. It's just...bland. The first 20 minutes is good, but once the violence actually starts happening I just can't get into it.

Well, that was moronic of the security guards. Don't they know that trash-throwing is usually a great sign that an angle designed to generate heel heat and crowd hatred has worked? One word: "Destiny." TNA. Look it up.

Ghostbusters (1984) - Dir: Ivan Reitman Comedy. Action. Drama. And fucking lasers! This is the kind of movie that people of all ages can enjoy. When you're little, you see this movie, and you go "sweet, they've got lasers and they're hunting ghosts, awesome!" Then you turn 14, and now have a much dirtier sense of humor. Then you watch it again. And you walk away going "Bill Murray is a dirty, dirty man." That's why this movie has remained so timeless and so classic: it's an action/adventure movie for little kids, and a raunchy comedy for older audiences. When talking about the careers of Harold Ramis, Dan Aykroyd, and Ernie Hudson, this film is ultimately their highlight, the best work they've ever done. When talking about Bill Murray it gets a little harder to pinpoint just one great movie, considering how many he's been so great in, but Ghostbusters holds much more weight than, say, The Man Who Knew Too Little or Garfield. If I'm on a desert island, you can be your ass I'd love to laugh and just sit back and enjoy the greatest movie of my youth.

...I hate the lot of you...

DAWN OF THE DEAD (1978) - George A. Romero Do I need to say why? This is the most classic zombie flick ever made. Great gore, incredible depth to the plot, and a cold slap in the face of corporate America. Not to mention the action, the adventure, the comedy, and how Romero flat-out says that greed and pride are the worst of humanity's sins.

What? No Liquid Tension Experiment fans here? Or people who dig Zombi, or the bonus disc (dubbed "the soundtrack") of Send More Paramedics's final album The Awakening?

Eh...maybe not. There's a growing group of rap fans on the boards. It seems the indie rock fanatics have stopped coming, and most of the metalheads don't really talk unless there's something big that needs to be said (like helping Taiga get into more bands, or discussing how awesome Municipal Waste is).

Why? You don't like THE RAT?! But what about Rush Hour, Rush Hour 2, Rush Hour 3, and X-Men 3: The Last Stand?! THESE ARE CINEMATIC MASTERPIECES, YOU STUPID BASTARD!!!

I still don't see the allure of dressing up as if you were a character from whatever movie you're going to see. ...that is, unless Ghostbusters 3 somehow DOES get made...then you best believe the homemade proton pack I did for Halloween (that I still have saved at my folks' house) is coming out with me. My girlfriend and/or friends will never look at me the same way again. Kinda like when I painted a bad skull onto my face to see the Misfits one time...

Nothing, but I've got Gwar's "The Road Behind" stuck in my head.

Not a fan of the Transplants? ...I don't blame you...

Mmmmm...can't wait for the GB game...

He better. It's like Tom Araya unleashing a high-pitch shriek turned into a guttural scream, or Rob Halford releasing the vocal screech he's known for.