My second ever concert experience was to see MIW. It was all due to the hard efforts and enthusiasm of my best friend who was, and I think still is, a complete fan-girl over the band. I remember how she was especially excited because their third full length album ‘Reincarnate’ had come out earlier that year in September, and she was dying to hear it live in their November concert.
It was at the Forum, a Concert hall in London. I remember getting many trains and walking down many roads to get there, my friend and their mother in tow. (We were too young to go on our own). I would like to go into the finite detail about how I felt travelling there on that day but sadly my memory is hazy and the journey itself wasn’t exactly the highlight of the event. All I remember was that my best friend was very excited. She was practically spewing to me everything she knew about the band, she needed to educate me because my 15 year old self was sadly ignorant about MIW.
I at the time only knew a few things about MIW. I liked their music but generally being a Visual Kei fan who listened to X- Japan, L’arc en Ciel, Acid black cherry, and the Gazette I generally didn’t pay too much attention to western bands when I was younger. I only went because my best friend was a huge fan of MIW, and who doesn’t love going to a concert. I loved the sensations that a concert gives, such as when you feel the heavy bass thrumming on the floor, the group excitement from all these fellow concert goers that was simply contagious, also seeing some kicking music live is also a brilliant feature of a concert. So I was anticipating the event, just not to the same degree as my friend. (Author’s note: I am not as ignorant as I was back then, just wanted to say I really love Motionless in White now.)
We came, I believe 5 hours early this was because my best friend, who was more experienced at going to concerts than myself, said it would be better to go early as we didn’t want to be in the back of the line. She was completely correct, as even when we got there ( and we got there early), there was quite the huge trail of people starting to grow at the entrance of the venue. I remember us getting relatively close to the entrance despite this and sitting down amongst other concert goers. My friend was dressed in her new-rocks and this lovely black dress with black leggings. I recall that myself, whose clothes were mostly bought by my own Mother were stripey and green. My best friend’s hair was bright red and black, I too had similarly coloured braids at the time, but I remember feeling under dressed and not as cool as her, my glasses made me look nerdy, and she really had that rock-star vibe going for her. I saw others in the line also wearing their fantastically designed ripped/slashed clothing, with their Demonia boots and amazing hairstyles. I kept thinking how amazing everyone looked, and how one day I would aspire to mimic their styles.
Then it happened, perhaps by stroke of luck because we came so early, but I heard people whisper. “Chris Motionless is coming out to greet fans.” My best friend squealed in anticipation. I was also shocked, although I wasn’t the greatest of fans at the time, I still knew who Chris Motionless was. In shock I whispered, “Chris Motionless!?” however My friend took that the wrong way. “Alexia!” she hissed a me, “How could you not know who Chris Motionless is!?” I wanted to explain that I did but for some reason I just acted like I was ignorant and played it off like I didn’t.
Eventually Chris Motionless came up to us, he stood with my best friend . I took a picture of them both together. God, I remember saying to them ‘Say Cheese’ and ‘smile’ like a complete twat, yep if I could dig a hole straight to China I would of back then. I was too embarrassed to take a picture with him myself, which ended up being one of my biggest regrets later on in life. Although I know I shouldn’t still be caught up on it, it was three years ago, but it still kind of haunts me.
After that we stayed in the line for 5 hours, there was a cafe nearby that you could use to go to the toilet. My best friends Mother (Who is like the most awesome human ever by the way) bought us food and drinks as well. Although I wanted to talk to other people in the line, and I think we did slightly, I remember being too shy and not really knowing what to say. So instead, as I do when I’m nervous, I started babbling to my friend. Saying complete nonsense, probably even annoying the heck out of her. But, she’s lovely so she never told me if I annoyed her or not.
Then when the sky had began turning a bit dark the doors to the concert opened, and the crowd; and I say crowd because the line I believe at the point was gigantic, rushed in. The Concert hall was dark, I remember seeing a bar to the side where people were getting drinks. My best friends Mother had a seat on the balcony, and we were in Standing, so alone we descended toward the front of the stage.
After a while of chatter a band that I don’t really recall the name of came out, they were opening the stage and they welcomed us all with a roar. They were okay I guess. I liked the guitarist and found myself jumping up and down to the beat a bit. I remember this one guy in the audience went a bit wild, I guess he was a fan of them. I think he tried to start his own little mosh pit, but all that generated was a bout of swearing in his direction. Even now I find it hilarious. (Researched and the bands name was Devilment)
Soon they had finished and then Lacuna Coil came out, Andrea Ferro and Cristina Scabbia’s vocals took my soul on an adventure I tell you. To be honest I didn’t know much about the band when they came on the stage but after they were done I swear to you I became a near die hard fan. I just loved it. Sadly these were the only decent quality picture I got of them. I was too busy headbanging :). I haven’t seen them in concert since then but I hope to get the opportunity to in the future.
Then as usual the headliners are always the last to appear on the stage. Motionless in White came out with a bang. It was like the entire crowd had a spring in them, because suddenly everyone had sprang out of control. I can’t specifically remember what Chris Motionless said but I remember it driving everyone crazy and when the first chord of ‘Reincarnate’ came out my best friend was jumping up and I followed the hysteria. The excitement was just too contagious. It was such a freaking epic concert that I felt like kicking myself for my previous luke-warm excitement, and wishing I had taken a picture with him. Ahhh the stupidity of youth, alas I had lost my chance.
So when the concert was over although I was buzzing like I’d been struck by lightning I still felt a tinge of regret. Thus when I saw them selling shirts of the concert near the exit I spent £10 and bought it on the spot. I still have it, it’s a pretty epic memento. I found myself hugging it as we got on the underground, many other concert-goers went on the same train, so it was quite a lovely sight seeing a train packed with goths, punks, and metal heads alike.
And here it is. My experience at a Motionless in White Concert. Comment and tell me about your concert experiences.