"The show was fucking weird. On one side of the room, a bunch of 'ironic' (?) HC kids with MINOR THREAT and SXE t-shirts doing mock dance moves, I guess feeling superior somehow, and then there's metal heads who obviously know we don't give a fuck how you look when you're digging the rock, then younger dudes — kinda trying to do some kind of 'metal/HC' dance, but still into it.
"Anyway, we had a good time. What gets me a little bummed though is how anyone can put on a MINOR THREAT t-shirt and fucking downplay the people around you, and irony for that matter is such fucking cowardice. Sarcasm, hey — that I can dig. But fucking irony? From some 19 year old kid in a MINOR THREAT t-shirt... that's just — ironic.
"Poor kid. I asked him if he wanted to fuck after the show between two songs, cause he was doing a great very gay dramatization of one of our songs, but I think he might have thought I was serious — 'cause him and his very 'scene' friends left a song and a half later... And there you go, ironic people never deal to well with sarcasm.
"I mean, come on, if you come to a HAUNTED show, it's not like we're gonna pretend we're some fucking wisecracks, nor are we the smartest dudes in the room — ever.
Really.
We play the fucking metal. There's nothing ironic about it. And we are serious about it too."
Die dude van the Haunted.... Holy shit!