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So basically, today ruled immensely. I didn't really watch any horror movies (although I did watch a documentary about cryptozoology on the History Channel), and I didn't pass out any candy, but this all was subordinated to the greater good of pounding Madison's youth into dust.
Loomis took the stage around 8:00, after a band called Death to Desire (they're good guys). And... I think the kids there were kind of dumbfounded. Someone afterward asked if we were "mathcore", but we don't really have any crazy tech parts or anything in 13/8 or something like that. We basically are a metalcore group with grind influences (and believe me, I HATE the word "metalcore," but I suppose that that's the case). The thing is, we seemed to be too great an onslaught for these kids. I'm not putting them down or anything; I'm just saying that they haven't heard anything this extreme yet, so they weren't really prepared for the brutality that followed. They started to catch on, but I have to doubt that they had ever heard blast beats or cookie monster vox before tonight. But it was a killer show, and the audience and the people in charge of the venue were very cool, and welcomed us back to play again, and I certainly would at the drop of a hat. Zach and Eric are truly madmen, and make excellent frontmen. Eric in particular was a (tiny) demon up there onstage, making a bigger ruckus than he actually is. Our friend Tim filmed us from the front row and got some pretty rad footage. Zach unplugged my guitar during "The Principle of Cereal Made Flesh" (the Count Chocula song), but it was prefectly on beat, and Jon dropped out immediately. Then I shouted, "Aw, weak!" and Jon counted me back in quickly as I put the plug back in. We fired up the breakdown riff like nothing had ever happened, and it just looked really funny. I think that it should be an actual segment of the song now; we already have random pauses and samples all over the place anyway. Also, we finally did justice to "We Bite," tonight as well. Glenn Danzig would be proud. I hope.
So basically, tonight was an exceptionally excellent Halloween, and I hope everyone else's passed pleasingly as well. I wish everyone the absolute best. Oh, and on one last note: don't confuse being stupid with having a good time. It only looks like a good time because you're being stupid. Later, fiends.

Love, Ian