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ONE DAY AS A LION - The KOTORI Review (w/videos)
So here we are again, on this hot day in L.A. ONE DAY AS A LION.
in the shade.
beads of sweat running down everyone's necks.
sneaking into their ass cracks.
and in front of us stood a building.
a relatively small building.
with relatively small windows.
and no air conditioning.
wall to wall people.
sun baking through the thick double paned glass.
10 degrees hotter inside that building
than it was
in the shade
outside that building.
and we couldn't wait.
about 300 of us.
to get in.
the eagle rock performing arts center.
i inhaled three red keg cups of water in 19 seconds flat.
i took my spot a few feet back from the 'stage.'
on the left side.
chatted a bit with a distant cousin.
who was kidnapped by a band of locusts.
he was now
behind the yellow caution tape.
we bobbed our heads
to the furious noise punk sounds of the 'holloys.'
he then disappeared upstairs.
in the back of the house.
and the place went quiet.
and someone found a window that actually opens.
and a few of us near that window had orgasms.
and we waited.
and i looked around.
and people were buzzing.
something we had never seen before.
and then i heard cheering.
and i turned my head towards the back of the house.
and there it was.
i saw it.
i swear i saw it.
i saw an afro.
just an afro.
making its way through the crowd.
and that afro took the mic.
and that afro proclaimed…'is it really this fuckin' hot in here or is this just me turning 40?'
and we roared!
'YOU STILL FUCKIN' ROCK!'
and then they did.
they fuckin' rocked.
AFTER DARK MY CITY'S A FUSE!!!
WE LIVE AS A LION!!!!
zack de la rocha was that afro.
on the mic.
joey karam (the locust) was that distant cousin.
on the keys.
and jon theodore (the mars volta) was the octopus.
on the skins.
and it was one day to remember.
in los angeles.
ARE YOU A MINUTEMAN?
WAIT A MINUTE MAN!
TALK LIKE THAT MIGHT LIMIT YOUR LIFESPAN!
the ferocity of the drumbeats
perfectly matched the insanity of the squeals
and melodically rhythmic static
coming from the keyboards
that were flawlessly complemented
by the commanding flow
coming from the blessed vocal chords
of the rage against the machine front man.
the one i first saw in 1992.
in a building not much bigger than this one.
with a crowd not much larger than this one.
only i was 15.
AND WHEN OUR CUBS GROW
WE'LL SHOW YOU
WHAT WAR IS GOOD FOR!
but we were buzzing then too.
and we had a feeling about them too.
and they turned out to be rage against the machine.
so here we are again.
on this hot day in L.A.
ONE DAY AS A LION.