Not gonna lie, went to the show solely for Aranda. Never been much of a Theory fan.
First up was a band that I had never heard of; Artifas. They have good stage presence, but I'm not quite sure that they are my type; to be honest.
Next up was Aranda. Love those boys, never going to get tired of seeing them play. Dameon is still on vocal rest, doctor's orders. The Aranda brothers still pull off a fantastic show despite the fact that Dameon isn't allowed to let his vocals shine. However, he is still killer on the guitar. I gotta say though I can't wait til he gets cleared to sing again. Nothing like seeing Aranda in full effect. So much energy, and always a fun show, whether you are seeing them for the first time...or the millionth.
Aranda's set seemed to be a bit rushed and cut short. Totally not a fan of that...I'd watch them play forever if I could.
Shaman's Harvest was on the bill too. I've seen them a few times, they put on a good show. They do an awesome cover of Michael Jackson's "Dirty Diana" I'm gonna have to start listening to them more often for sure.
Lead singer has a pretty amazing head of hair. Totally capable of pulling off a nice man bun with all that hair. Hair can either make or break a photo for me. Either it is always in the artist's face and each shot comes back looking a bit Cousin It-ish; or if you play your cards right...you could come back with some really cool hair flinging shots. With Shaman's Harvest I seem to have captured both.
Then It was time for Theory Of A Deadman to hit the stage, all of Juanita's seemed to go crazy with excitement.
I swear that was quite literally the loudest show I have been to so far, very loud crowd. Wish I would've had some ear plugs. I need to invest in a pair of those, with as often as I go to shows. Always front row, at that. Shame on me for not already owning a set of them.
I must admit, I did end up enjoying TOADM a bit more than I thought I was going to, with that being said, still don't like them.
Quite a few of their songs just seem to rub me the wrong way and the lyrics just make them sound like complete and total assholes.
For example "Bitch Came Back" HATE that one...so damn repetitive. The lyrics are complete crap.
"The bitch came back the very next day
Oh the bitch came back thought she was a goner
But the bitch came back she couldn't stay away
Don't you know the bitch came back
I like her so much better when she's down on her knees
Cause when she's in my face that's when I'm starting to see
That all my friends are laughing thinking that we belong
Well she's so fucking stupid that shes singing along
The trouble with girls is they're all the same
Forget the diamonds and pearls they just want a ring
Before you know it you're like a dog on a leash
Well you can try and change the world but you won't change me."
Repeat all of the words above 5 times and then the song finally comes to an end.
...and then there is " Hate My Life"
"So sick of the hobos always begging for change
I don't like how I gotta work and
They just sit around and get paid
I hate all of the people who can't drive their cars.
Bitch you better get outta the way
Before I start falling apart
I hate how my wife is always up my ass
She always wants to buy brand new things
But I don't have the cash.
I hate my job, all of my rich friends
I hate everyone to the bitter end.
Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight
I hate my life!''
Also can't stand this song...well because, um just read the lyrics. There they go again sounding like asses.
Sorry if you are finding this post to be a bit harsh, but I don't really care. I am allowed to voice my opinion. If you are a big fan of theirs, power to you. No judgement. I'm just not feeling it.
I've always been completely honest on here and I intend to keep it that way.
Now they do have a few songs that I do like. Such as "Bad Girlfriend", "So Happy", "Heaven (Little By Little) plus a few more that I can't think of right now.
After the show is pretty much always my favorite part. Getting to talk to and hang out with a lot of the musicians that I go see perform on a pretty regular basis. Many of which have become good friends of mine through the years.
Gabe Aranda had on a shirt that featured Marilyn Monroe sporting a basketball jersey, I am a big Marilyn Monroe fan...telling him this, Gabe replies "Yeah, she's hot!" Which then lead us to talk about how she probably isn't all that hot now; you know with her being all decomposed and whatnot. Morbid, Yeah, I know. Oh well.
A little bit later, Dameon, Sydney (a friend of mine, who also happens to be one of the main reasons I became a photographer) and I went outside.
This is where everything starts to get...interesting.
I seem to have this problem where I drop everything, like...all the time. So, cue me dropping my purse. Dameon; being the big sweetheart that he is, picked it up and carried it for me until we were no longer on the sloping ramp that leads into Juanita's. Had he not done that, I probably would of just dropped it again, cause I'm just good at life like that.
No, that's not the interesting part; I just thought it was nice so I figured I would mention it.
We talked to Dameon for a little while longer, until he had to go help the rest of the band finish loading up.
Night time in Little Rock can get dangerous, so Sydney didn't want to leave me alone while waiting on my ride to come pick me up.
This, this is when stuff gets interesting.
Sydney and I were just sitting there talking about photography, clothes and other random stuff.
When just suddenly this guy comes up, and just starts talking to us...proceeds to sit on the bench beside Sydney (he's quite drunk.)
While he is talking to us, Sydney and I burst out laughing, because out of nowhere comes another guy just walking down the street in a cape and top hat, just going on about his life like his outfit was no big thing. cause that's normal...um no, did Halloween come early and we were not informed...like, what is this? I might not be remembering correctly...but I believe it was a white suit with a red and blue cape and matching top hat.
Meanwhile, drunk guy thinks we are laughing at him. When in truth, I'm pretty sure both of us were trying to ignore him with everything we had.
He refused to be ignored. Kept going on about where he was from (Chicago...I think?) Whatever. Then about how the weather here differs from there. Ok, cool. What are you weatherman or something? Let it go dude.
Then he starts talking about wearing shorts, then sometimes it's cold so you have to wear long sleeve pants. LONG SLEEVE PANTS?!?
That's pretty much where both Sydney and I seemed to lose our shit. Probably the hardest I have laughed in a while. Pants. Honey...just pants. Last I checked pants don't have sleeves. Goodnees! Leg holes, maybe; but no sleeves.
Then drunk guy (Jason...I don't know, maybe but I do remember his name started with a J) asks to borrow a phone, so he could find out what happened to the cab he says he had called to come get him over an hour ago.
Cab company answers and he tells them to come pick up The Captain. He has now apparently dubbed himself The Captain...um ok, whatever.
Then he grabs my hand and starts kissing all up on it...didn't really see that one coming. Sydney almost had to beat him away with her Theory of A Deadman drumstick, she had it at the ready. Didn't have to use it though. Since his cab had finally arrived. Before leaving he leans over to me and says "They just don't want us to be together."
I said nothing to this. I was slightly confused.
They? They who? The cab company...me? No. We both just want you to get in the car and go on your merry little way.
Honestly one of the best times I've had at Juanita's in a while.
Little Rock, you full of crazy.
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