Well here goes, Upon arriving about an hour late, figuring I'd already missed The Unwanted, I get there and realize that they are still setting up, and have yet to play (dam my tactic of arriving an hour late hoping to miss The Unwanted didn't work this time,) I was to say the least unimpressed! we are all standing around BS ing, and a member of the touring band, Drawing Down The Sun, waltzes up to me and notices my array of bracelets and kindly asks if I wanted to trade, I have never traded bracelets with anyone, with the hopes of being "bracelet buddies" but I guess this guy thought it was the cool thing to do, so I said "sure why not." Well, big mistake, you would have thought I had just given this guy a note saying I wanted to fuck him in his van. This asshole would not leave me alone the rest of the night! While I was standing outside, trying to avoid this weirdo he poses the question of "who wants a back rub." I cringe and try and think happy thoughts about fairies and pony's to keep my mind off of the images of this guy with this huge sweaty guy all over me. I have to give this butt snake credit he never took "no" for an answer, but you'd figure he would have gotten sick of me looking the other way and talking to other people whenever he tried to talk to me, call me a glass bitch, but this guy had kind of an Elvis Costello meets Ted Bundy vibe. I was not feeling him at all! I had finally had enough of this whack job, and his sexual advances, so I headed down to the basement to check out The Unwanted, Despite missing the second guitar player Steven, they played a very energetic set, I thought it was wonderful, that the only people really getting into there set was Preston's Mom and his little sister... I watched about half of their set and decided that I was done with that, I'm sorry guys, but your just not my slice of pie, but keep rocking! So I head back outside noticing that the weirdo was nowhere to be seen. I always speak too soon, because out of the corner of my eye,I see him walking up the stairs. He has a B line set up right for me, and walks up and asks me yet again if I would like a back rub, I was like "hmmm maybe later" but what I was really thinking was "Why don't you piss up a rope and leave me alone you asshole" but I figured that I would be nice and keep my rude comments to myself! so After The Unwanted finishes, the next band up was Drawing Down The Sun, from Phoenix, from the way they described their sound it kinda sounded like something I might enjoy, BOY WAS I WRONG! I hated every second of their set. There were few cool bass lines and drum fills, but other than that It was just this guy screaming about God knows what, another thing about their set that sucks ass, was the whole time the lead singer was singing he was spitting all over me &Heath (poor kid). After their set I felt like I needed, a bottle of aspirin to take away the massive headache, prompted by all of the screaming, and a shower because I was covered in the guys spit! I can't describe them any other way other than BAD! I'm usually pretty optimistic about touring bands, but this was by far my least favorite band that has come through Cheyenne! I felt this hint of guilt because no one really enjoyed them, so I felt like maybe I should buy their CD, if for nothing else other than I kinda felt bad for them. That feeling of guilt quickly turned into rage when the Asshole, as I like to call him strolls up and pulls out this little book od sexual positions... I couldn't belive it, he just kept showing me these positions kinda hoping that maybe if he was lucky he could try them out. told him that I needed to go talk to JD and I just kinda wandereed off. So after the show we all go into JD's house and I felt a bit better because I thought that the band was just gonna pack up and head out, I was crushed when I heard that they were staying for pizza. I made a quick escape to Mini Mart and drove around for a while trying to burn anytime that might be spent with the Asshole. I get back to JD's house and the only people that were there were JD, Dylan, Brian, Fiona, Kerry and JD's cousin, I felt some kind of relief, but then the asshole arrived, and sits right next to me. He takes my cell phone and changes my banner to "your really cute." I about pissed my pants and looked at this guy and kind of shuttered. How lame is that telling me he thinks I'm cute by putting it on my cell phone banner, come on sir, you can do better than that! So later in the evening we were all sitting around chatting and whatnot and JD's cousin asks how old i was and I said VERY firmly that I was only 16. You would have thought this 20 something year old guy would have been a little taken back by how young I was, but he still went full steam ahead. He kept on with the back rub questions for the rest of the evening and even went so far as to tell me that he would like to hang out if they ever come back. Well I just hope they never come back, not only because of that weird- O, but just because I really didn't like them. So midnight rolls around and I heard the sweet words roll out of Dylan's mouth. "so...,are you ready to go?" I didn't even take time to respond, I was off the couch quicker than a bullet out of a gun. I didn't say a word to this guy, I think he was kinda pissed that he didn't say goodbye. The only thing he got from me was dirty looks and rude comments. Ahhh well I guess this review is done. I really didn't have a good time because I didn't really like either bands, and this asshole just made my evening a living hell. My evening could have made a turn around if The Sexkittens played but because of circumstances, of it was getting late they didn't play, Oh well but I guess even though I didn't enjoy this show at least JD, Dylan and I can get a laugh out of it. Well a synopsis, the show kinda sucked, but all in all it was an experience that I'll never forget!

-- Nicki--