3:57 - My first ever, literal festival experience, and as a young naive teenager, JUST barely making it through the gates of the arena at Reading with my girlfriend at the time, I was pretty hyped and psyched for the day. We had been offered a myriad of experiences and fun times from several 'wizards' before we'd even procured our first technically illegal daytime (due to age, not actual time of day) pint, so it's important to note, we were sober and well, children/teens. I recall the story of pushing through to the main stage (despite it being midday and it was fairly sparse at this point and actually also hanging wayyyy back) and being genuinely awestruck and, just yeah, festi-happy, a feeling I now hunt annually where I can. "Who's this on now?" or something similar I'm sure i asked, I probably could have consulted the A2 poster I had hastily bought within 20 seconds of entering. "Dillinger Escape Plan" is what was learnt... "Cool." "Shall we get a.... ohmygodwatishedoing??!!" Until today I had been telling this story as to how I was broken into festivals with an often quiet little thought of "maybe this is just my memory playing dramas on me..?" I had never found, or really looked for evidence of my story, as it was MY memory. But then, with age you get nostalgic. And alas, with the bare minimum of research I have found out that no, he did actually poop, i did actually see it, and yea it was a great opening experience... no pun intended.
Wow. And he threw it into the audiance? I'm very jealous of you, but I'm gonna' be seeing Dillinger in New York with my Boyfriend in June this year! :D
3:57 - My first ever, literal festival experience, and as a young naive teenager, JUST barely making it through the gates of the arena at Reading with my girlfriend at the time, I was pretty hyped and psyched for the day. We had been offered a myriad of experiences and fun times from several 'wizards' before we'd even procured our first technically illegal daytime (due to age, not actual time of day) pint, so it's important to note, we were sober and well, children/teens. I recall the story of pushing through to the main stage (despite it being midday and it was fairly sparse at this point and actually also hanging wayyyy back) and being genuinely awestruck and, just yeah, festi-happy, a feeling I now hunt annually where I can.
"Who's this on now?" or something similar I'm sure i asked, I probably could have consulted the A2 poster I had hastily bought within 20 seconds of entering. "Dillinger Escape Plan" is what was learnt...
"Cool."
"Shall we get a.... ohmygodwatishedoing??!!"
Until today I had been telling this story as to how I was broken into festivals with an often quiet little thought of "maybe this is just my memory playing dramas on me..?"
I had never found, or really looked for evidence of my story, as it was MY memory. But then, with age you get nostalgic. And alas, with the bare minimum of research I have found out that no, he did actually poop, i did actually see it, and yea it was a great opening experience... no pun intended.
Wow. And he threw it into the audiance?
I'm very jealous of you, but I'm gonna' be seeing Dillinger in New York with my Boyfriend in June this year! :D
Greg's answers are fantastic, but fuck it, I thought the audio on my videos was crap
Super interesting interview.
my right ear ;-;
OMG my right ear isn't working anymore!
i thought my razor headphones were fucked up
240p though?
Shout out to Sorrento’s!
Greg Poopyato is the goat
Don't worry about the Reading incident. The English went through worse stuff during the Viking age.