I sat here for nearly 30 minutes before I could think of a way to start this review. I didn't want to tell you guys reading this the things I saw, because really how many reviews have we read that was a step by step program of their particular show? A lot, though we do adore being there with the fans during their reviews.. So I wanted to instead bring you on the emotional ride rather than the visual ride. So if you will take a few minutes to peek into the heart of a Dir en Grey fan.
Now, if you -went- to the Boston Family Values show you more than likely saw me and commented or viewed me from a far, but I was the woman in a full kimono. The collar was white, the obi was black and white and the robe itself was a white satin covered in a smokey grey/silver chiffon. I also had a rather large white satin sign that I held up during the show that just said in black writing Dir en Grey, over to the right of the stage (Die's side) under the big monitor. For those of you who commented positively thank you, I spent a lot of time making and personally (as uncomfortable as it was in the day time hours) I think it came out gorgeous.
NOW! For the part you've been reading for. Dir en Grey.
GDS started pumping out the speakers (that were so close I could SMELL the music) and I roared to life with a scream that had not come from my lips since.. well probably never. I saw Shinya make a quick lap of the stage and my heart started to pump out of control. I actually had to take a few seconds to calm down and remember to REMEMBER what I was seeing. They each came out one at a time, I screamed for each, but as soon as Kyo hit the stage I lost it and screamed myself into this horse sounds that is still coming out as I speak today that reminds me of two large rocks having wild monkey sex. It's bad, but BOY was it worth it. A dream, was it a dream? God no, this was real...! Kyo started to sing/scream and my body fell into this rhythmic copulation of head banging and stilled awe. I tried as often as I could to wave the sign I had nice and high to let our five boys know OMG ::SPAZ:: WE LOVE YOU IN BOSTON::SPAZ!!!:: or you know, that I liked them a lot. If I was seeing things right from 20 rows back Die saw the sign within two seconds of Kaoru looking up towards my direction and smiling... oh did I mention I got a nod from Die and a TINY little flash of that ever charming smile. I couldn't tell if Toshiya saw the sign, if he did he didn't show it, and as for Kyo, he stared right at it for a second.... or at least in the general direction. Hey guys, I tell you know it was real and I know, but still I can't help thinking how good of a dream it was lol!
I listened and watch, I felt and sang, I cursed and shuddered right along with the tempo and absolute craziness that I was both fearing and riding the wave of. I am not going to sit here and try to tell you what songs I heard, we've all seen the basic line up and they repeated exactly that. The bucket full of ice was brought out and dumped, what it said I have no idea, I didn't watch the stupid bucket I was watching the insane head it was on lol!...But I was screaming stuff like "Love the Bucket LOVE IT" and "Bucket love!" So if you heard that, you were probably seated near me and thought the same thing everyone else around me did "Shut the hell up you crazy bitch"...anyway. The blood was wretched out of his mouth, fake or whatever it was still a heart stilling sight to see. The safety pin was ripped out and etched into his skin, just a little flint of real blood mixed in with whatever it was that came out of his mouth. Kyo got bloody. We've all heard, but I tell you my heart stopped for a moment. I was standing there completely still and silent for a few long moment just watching. I wasn't scared, or turned on, or even wondering why he self mutilates, it was just watching someone feel what they were singing so much that the only way to show how much they are feeling the energy was to hurt and to bleed. Details begin to sink into one another after that because I was so high on just seeing that and living in that moment and loving it. I remember when they started to walk off stage, so suddenly, it caught me off guard and I was slapped back into reality. All I could think was, please more...MORE, but as they say; All good things must come to an end... but they also say it ain't over till the fat lady sings..
MEET AND GREET; First off, I FUCKING MET KYO! I've been saying that all day, half way to remind everyone in my house that I had the time of my life at this show, and that HELLO I MET KYO! Now that was really REALLY too short. I was standing in line, checking my makeup after sweating my butt off jamming to DeG, chitchatting with a few people.... Feeling my age around titters of "loving Kyo" and "Oh I want to tell him I want to have his babies!" because really I just wanted to say "Hello" to the man. Of course I'd love to get a chance to tell him how much he and the bands music has effected me over the years, but who the hell cares about that crap? Hell, I barely care LOL!... But alas all I got was; me walking up, handing him the sign I waved around during the show, and a poem I wrote about him (that shall follow after the review) shaking his hand really quick, exchanging bows and me trying my best to utter out "Kaydi desu, dozo Yoroshiku" (I do not know if that is spelled out right, I've never seen it typed, just heard it spoken) before I was whisked away from the man I wanted to stuff inside of my kimono sleeve. However on the upside when I actually said it was nice to meet him, I got the BIGGEST (crookedest) smile from him. My job was done. YAY ME I got a big smile. After that my meet and greet bracelet was cut from my wrist and I stood outside of the yellow tape watching and seeing if I could rustle up the courage to say "Ano raibu wa sugoi datta" which I think/hope means "That was a f_ching awesome show." However that was cut drastically short by a few obnoxious, pushy, and all around idiotic people who questioned the "No pictures" rule too much for the staff and because I was near those fools I too was told to get away from the tape. That pissed me off more than the small amount of fangirlism I picked up on. When someone tells you not to jump off the building because you REALLY cannot fly, you don't keep questioning them why you can't fly. YOU DON'T HAVE WINGS YOU NUMB NUTS. It should have been enough to just have said "You can't take pictures." To push it further than that is just rude.
And thus the end of my Dir en Grey experience ends on a somewhat somber note, but with memories that will last for...well a very long time.
For the love of whatever god you may or may not believe in do NOT let this review cause any hard feelings. Don't waste your time feeling bad feelings towards someone who just shared THEIR OWN PERSONAL reaction because honestly it is just wasting time on silly things. Now go listen to some DeG and smile at their greatness.
The poem I gave to Kyo
Little boy I knew you
as you skipped outside
bathing in the rich rays of the sun
laughing playing and falling
a scraped knee
a little blood
and you just smiled that lurid smile
Little boy I knew you
as you were broken through and through
sobbing in the twilight rains
withering against the cold night arms
a splash of crimson and you laughed
pain riddling through your flesh
and a placid whimper of lost pleasure
Little boy I loved you
as you crawled away on all fours
begging and pleading for it to just be over
Your broken bloody body heaved onto the cold wet floor
shuddering against death
you'd just laugh that lyrical laugh
A broken nightingale
screaming of the wrongs against him
portraying it all
to the millions of screaming
Thanks for taking the time to read this.