So, I ordered some concert tickets a few weeks ago to see Mastodon, Gojira, and Kvelertak. They're all metal bands. Anyway, today my dad was supposed to pick me after my class at 2:20 to head to Reno, NV to see the concert but he was over an hour late, and he took a 30 minute poop at Taco Bell because he doesn't really eat any fiber. He ended up speeding pretty much as fast as this truck can go (90 mph) so we made it there on time. Once we got there, we parked behind the stadium where the tour busses for the bands were.
During the show I pushed to the front and got to see two of my favourite bands Mastodon and Gojira; it was really neat. My ears are still ringing. During the transition from Gojira to Mastodon, my dad went out to the truck to drink some whiskey. When he came back he told me that he drank almost the whole bottle of Black Velvet and that pissed me off because I don't even have my license to drive. Anyway, I'll get to that in a bit.
After the show, I walk my drunk dad out of the Theater and he scurries off into the casino (the show was at a resort & casino place) so I follow him. I ended up making $9 profit from the penny machines. I bought some merch and we headed to the truck to leave, but on the way to the truck I saw the guitarist of Kvelertak loading equipment into a trailer so I said hi to him (he's Norwegian and doesn't speak much English.) I saw that the back-stage entrance was right there, so my drunk dad was sat in the truck and I went in.
I wandered around a bit, saw some more members of Kvelertak, but the kicker is that I wandered into Mastodon's dressing room. Bill and Brann were sitting there. Bill, the rhythm guitarist was kind of surprised to see me in there and I didn't really know what to say because I'm a fan of them. Anyway, I told Bill I'm a fan and he was just creeped out that I snuck back there, but Brann, the drummer broke the ice and talked to me a bit before security made me exit the building. I told Brann that he's like a metal Napoleon Dynamite and they both laughed.
Anyway, I went back to the truck and decided that my dad shouldn't drive, so I've been driving home, but my dad said to stop at this Safeway so he can go to the bathroom. I've been waiting here for half an hour, and I have class in the morning. It's about a 200 mile drive, I'm probably 1/3 of the way home. No license, but it beats my drunk forgetass of a dad driving us off a cliff.
