I arrived at around 7:00pm and it was packed. There were a lot of Festers loitering about in the Gainesville Rock Climbing Gym parking lot out front and I made my way through the crowd. The chain-link fencing of the Kickstand was closed off, and there was a short line to get in. A Fest volunteer asked to see my "band", and as I showed him my bare wrist he asked how I expected to get in without a Fest wristband. I calmly explained that "I am Angela Landsbury". He smiled, laughed, and let me right in!
Dave (No Limit Cycle) was already there. Also, Dan and Samantha (Diamonds Guns Gold). Mose Giganticus had just started their set, so I went inside. John David was right next to me and I didn't even notice! The space was half-packed and very dark.
I didn't care too much for Mose Giganticus' "new" sound... whereas he used to do more synthrock with shout-y vocals, he now had moved sadly more into the realm of guttural metal. I could still hear the keytar, but it was a bit drowned out by the guitar and drums. Still good, but I was hoping for something like I had heard before. Also, no "Mr. Roboto" this time around.
After a good wait between break-down and set-up. The Emotron took the stage. I was right near the front, in the middle. Kyle (Emotron) had managed to make to room even darker, and by this time the crowd had more than doubled. A few dudes in front decided that they would light up, and The Kickstand volunteers chose not to enforce their own (cough) no smoking policy. Thankfully, The Emotron drug an shop-sized fan onstage and proceeded to empty a bag of flour into its industrial gust. By this time he had stripped down from his cowboy outfit into his retarded 3/4-naked, oiled-down, speedo'd spectacle.
The crowd was scarily thick, and for one of the only times during my concert attending years I actually felt unsafe. After his second song I left the thrashing crowd, pushing past cattle-sized large bearded men who I was afraid would possible crush me. I couldn't help to think of how the 60-80 frenzied people were getting into... (gasp) electronic music... during The Fest. More flour filled the air like a primitive smoke machine and I kind of laughed thinking about what a mess Kyle was making. For the rest of the set I hung outside with John David in the cold air.
Afterwards I hung out a bit with kyle while he showered off in the parking lot with a garden hose and a bottle of dish soap. I really enjoyed talking with him, as he explained that he had been "making myself a cake" during his set (oil, flour, chocolate, etc.). Ah, ok! really good guy... very weird, and that's just what I like.
As I was leaving, I noticed that there was a line of Festers going all the way out onto Main St. There was a lot of buzz surrounding closing band Defiance, Ohio
. People at the gate politely warned me that I shouldn't leave otherwise I would get back in. As I unhitched my bike and rode away, I heard the cymbal crash/guitar/bass/male screaming monotony that I had been avoiding otherwise.