does anyone have their own Melvins story?

Started by w a s s a k a, January 21, 2008, 11:31:59 PM

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w a s s a k a

mine

Oct. 12- Knoxville, TN

my friend and i were driving around to kill sometime before we went to the venue, he saw an RV in the rear view, and jokingly said, " how cool would that be if we saw the melvins on the interstate". I was looking out the window, thinking about the night ahead, when my friend tapped on the leg and told me to turn around, i did, i saw a gold mini-van with cali plates and tinted windows, then i noticed a large afro in the drivers seat, i bet youll never guess who it was  :P

so when i noticed it was buzz and the gang, i stuck my head out the window and started flailing my arms around and screaming, and it was cool cause buzz got a kick out of it, he laughed, and then freaked out with me, this night was getting off to a good start. Later that night, we got their early to secure our spots, and coady walks out the back door, he recognized us, which was cool, he was then followed by Jared , who shot a quick "whats up" lit a cigarette then walked off, who was then followed by dale, who put his hands in his pocket, stared at the ground, and said nothing. We went in , saw the show, then went to the backstage door so i could get a pic with buzz, he then recognized us as "the guys that tried to kill them" :lol:


i get the biggest shit eating grin every time i think about it

i thought it was pretty cool


Michael Jordan

Posted mine a long time ago as a response to this post from Norecess:

They went to the venue and it was sold out actually, but someone had just returned two tickets so they could get in after all. So lucky.

My post:

Happened to me 6 years ago. I was travelling in the u.s and planned my trip up to S.F. so I can catch the Melvins playing at Slim's with Melt banana and Vaz . I got to the venue that night, and this big fucking sign in front of me says: "SOLD OUT". I felt like someone just shot me. I tried to beg to the girl at the door and explain to her that I'm from Israel and would probably not have another chance to see my favourite band ever again and that I drove all the way from L.A. for this show but she was a nasty biatch and promptly said: "make way, ur holding the queue". In addition, the friend I was travelling with dropped me off at the venue and went to see Fatboy Slim that night, and I was miles away from our backpackers.

So, I was sitting on the rails just outside the club with my face in my hands, trying to come up with plan B, which at the time consisted of either sneaking into the venue or trying to find the back entrance and bribe someone to let me in. I was desperate.  then, out of the blue I hear a voice saying: "does anyone need a spare ticket?". of course I jumped on the offer faster than Michael Jackson jumps on little kids and took the ticket. I offered the 2 nice guys money for the ticket but they said they got it for free as they were on the list or something. I insisted on at least buying them a beer...  so we get in, I buy a round of beers, and suddenly Dale comes and starts talking to us, obviously being friends with the gentlemen I was drinking with (and no, it wasn't Richiegoodtimes   ). Only when I went to see Altamont 1 month later in L.A I realised what I didn't know at the time - these guys were Joey and Dan from Altamont...       
Why say no to drugs when you can say yes?

Mount Ambulance

Once after a Toronto show (too many moons ago) we stop off at a highway rest stop to get some drinks;
At the counter paying; I glance back for some reason &  notice the Cheetos stand has a massive 'fro?
Then out pops Buzz ... I'm holding up the line gwaking, so I step outside. Buzz comes out w/ a bag stuffed
full of junk food ... & I mean stuffed ...   

                                        Me:  "Great show tonight man!"
                                        Buzz: "Huh?"
                                        Me: "Great show tonight man!"
                                        Buzz: "Huh?"
                                        Me: "Great show tonight man!"
                                        Buzz: "Huh?"
                                        Me: (much louder even thou his ear is now practically in my mouth)
                                                "Great show tonite man!!!"
                                        Buzz: (laughing) "Oh, thanks alot ... sorry 'bout that I'm kinda deaf."
                                        Me: Yeah, no shit! Well see ya Buzz; enjoy the candy!
                                        Buzz: "Huh?"
                                        Me: (laughing) You heard me!
                                        Buzz: (laughing) Bye ...                                       
                                                                         

pinkyslim

Here is a quick one..

I was at the Cows in LA at the Roxy.  1991 0r 92' Sexy Pee Story tour.
Totally smashed off Whiskey, wine, beer and feelin' frisky.
Buzz spots and recognizes me from previous Melvin shows.
He kindly ask me for a ride home after the Cows closed the set.
Being the smart ass I am,  I spew "since you guys are on a major, you can
afford a taxi".  I stumbled off in the night.
To this day, I regret my actions and feel bad.
Since, Roger and I have been cordial and happy like rainbows and unicorns.
We laughed about my shannanigans later at a GARY NUMAN SHOW.   :cheers:

dontyoutellme



i have a melvins story but i was like 16. it involves fake i.d's poland spring, touching buzz's hair and stinky socks.
i'll spare details.
tap your inner tard.
gamble gamble gamble DIE.

bUTTHOLEmAN

Quote from: dontyoutellme on January 22, 2008, 10:30:06 PM


i have a melvins story but i was like 16. it involves fake i.d's, polaroids, springs, touching buzz's hair and stinky socks.
i'll spare details.
tap your inner tard.
Hey DYTM!  PM me the details!!!  :shock: :shock: :shock:
if you CALL ME ON MY CELLY
i'll LET YOU RUB ME BELLY!


"I can push over twelve year old girls easy." - Fart
kill yr idols
emperors wear no clothes
"We don't have alot of information right now, but for all we know monkeys might fly out of my butt"- rictus

FartLips

well i guess i'll do an abridged version. friend of mine says we can get passes to lollapalooza to hang with melvins. get there really late. dale and 2 members of 7 year bitch bring out tickets so we can at least get in. buzz gives friend hell for being late. hang for about hour and a half waiting while they do autographs. buzz disses r.a.t.m. and metallica. decide to leave and go to cracker barrel instead. have dinner with the boys. sat between dale and mark at the big round table. buzz and mark make several hippie faggot jokes at dale. costanza( :wink:) tells of great melvins adventures with kiss. we take picture(on my myspace) and say goodbye.
Judy is mad.🤣

Virtual Stupidity

I reside in vancouver BC...well no... Ladner BC. I was working at a dirty little greek restauraunt one night when i get a phone call from a very close friend and he informs me of a Melvins show at the commodore ballroom and I was not 19 at the time!! so i say fuck it and bought a ticket anyways and borrowed an I.D from a friends who looks close enough to me and sure enough the night of the show comes and i get in with no problem. My friend who called me at work was the one who introduced me to the melvins and he has been a long time fan, he also plays drums and has a ribbon crasher which he brings with him. So were inside having a few drinks inside before most of the crowd arrived, when we see Buzz onstage setting up gear. So the two of us approach him and greet him and wish him luck with the show and whatnot..small talk. My friend gives buzz his ribbon crasher as a gift because they could put it to a lot better use than us. Than later on we were having a smoke outside when dale walks inside and my friends runs after him to inform him of his latest addition to his drum kit.

...and to this day i have no clue if they ever used it, if they threw it in the trash, if they smashed it...id still like to find out the whereabouts of that ribbon crasher. not much of a story but im still a curious party.

And another story! ill keep it short, i went and saw the melvins play the wonder ballroom in portland(after an aggonizing 9 hour greyhound ride from vancouver) also got to skate the world famous burnside skatepark! before the show we needed to wet our whistles so we leave the ballrooom to walk to a corner store down the road to purchase a coca-cola beverage. on the way we see coady walking towards us with 2 attractive females in both arms like some hot shot rockstar and a few steps later we pass a restraunt where we spot the one and only Dale Crover! sitting down and enjoying a nice meal..couldnt see what he was eating from where i was standing but one could only imagine...

bUTTHOLEmAN

Ha, this is a great thread.  What are the kiss adventure stories Fart LIps? 


Oh yeah, does anyone remember the story someone posted of going to a record store where Tim Moss worked?
if you CALL ME ON MY CELLY
i'll LET YOU RUB ME BELLY!


"I can push over twelve year old girls easy." - Fart
kill yr idols
emperors wear no clothes
"We don't have alot of information right now, but for all we know monkeys might fly out of my butt"- rictus

VaticanShotglass

Never had much of a story, but I've seen the melvins 4 times and fantomas once.  I've nearly bumped into Buzz a few times.  I mean that literally but we were both polite like any decent folk when literal bumping nearly occurs.  I think the main think I've always thought was that he looks much taller on stage.  I get to shows pretty early since I have to drive for a few hours to get to town.  I saw him unloading the u-haul at the last Knoxville show and as usual I felt a simple wave and approving smile got the job done just fine.  My girl friend and Knoxville living buddy who is also a girl really wanted to ask him "what kind of product" he uses for his hair.  I just laughed and said they should have.

lamestain

One time before a Melvins show in Los Angeles at the Troubadour I was mistaken for a guy from the band Isis and invited inside to take a load off and do sound check...

Another time in Indianapolis I talked to Buzz and some roadies for a bit before the show and I had my GPT cassette and we all had a good laugh at Buzz's hair in the photo on the inside of the j-card. Kevin was wandering up and down the street dressed like a priest and carrying a stuffed deer head. Dale was inside the venue pounding the crap out his drums. Then Buzz pointed me in the direction of a nearby record store where Jello was hanging out and listening to records so I walked down there and listened to Jello ramble on about just about every record he touched (that man knows music!). The Melvins are good people.

(PAUL)

I gave Buzz a flipbook I made once, that's all I got.
Hail, not fail.
PS:  fuck him.

Dead Cowboy

First time I met Buzz and the gang was really cool, but I thought it was really dope when he thanked me for the cracker Barrel card i got for them (which, Coady told me later when I saw BB in OK, probably all went to Dale) and he just kinda... jumped a little and it was kinda akward... then he was like "Cool man!"

Oh and this kid with his dad wearing matching melvins army tee's were in front of me, Buzz was fucking awesome to this kid. I later saw the little tyke running up and down the space between the barrier and the stage, snapping pics and being really fucking pumped overall. i think Coady handed him a stick.

glen

I irratated dale to sign my poster once.  8-[

this was before the days when they started signing every poster.  I believe I was the straw that broke the camel's back.
you can all thank me for that.
"Glen. You can totally go fuck yourself. I have no idea who you are and I really don't care." - Richie Goodtimes

Glen. You can totally go fuck yourself. I have no idea who you are and I really don't care.
(signed) MAYNARD  JAMES  KEENAN

spunkmonkey

Quote from: glen on January 31, 2008, 07:11:24 AM
I irratated dale to sign my poster once.  8-[

this was before the days when they started signing every poster.  I believe I was the straw that broke the camel's back.
you can all thank me for that.

Yeah, gee, thanks for that one.  Now when I buy a poster (or two) at a show, it's got a bunch of juvenile looking scribbles all over it.   :P