May 6, 2006
The first time we went to see Voltaire was ages ago. It was so long ago, that I don't remember when or where it was. But apparantly, I was not wearing black (Clint keeps saying I was in a white shirt, but I think it was gray). Anyway, it was awesome, and I was dancing and jumping around and I was the ONLY ONE… I would look around, and everyone was standing still. I remember bumping into the guy next to me, and saying something about dancing, and he said "Leave me alone, I'm tired". Usually, I'd be embarrassed, but Voltaire's so awesome, I didn't care at all.
The *next* time I saw Voltaire was in 2003. Shannon & Christian invited Clint & I to go to Nation's open bar Thursday night for Alchemy. At the last minute, Clint claimed he was tired and didn't want to go. So I decided to go without him. We got there, had a few drinks, and were hanging around. We decided to check out the band area, and I heard a Voltaire song. I was like "Oh my God! That's Voltaire PLAYING!!!!" Shannon & Christian didn't want to watch, but they knew where I was. Since I'm just one small person, I was able to fight my way all the way to the very front. After awhile of dancing and jumping around, I turned around to check out the crowd behind me. It was SUCH a different scene from the first concert. People were dancing and jumping and doing the same stuff as me. And then I was amazed when what looked like a conga line went by… it was weird.
After the show, I found Shannon & Christian and excitedly chattered around about how awesome it was that I came out, and how terrible it was that Clint missed it….. Shannon said "You should get him to sign your boob"… OK!! So I went up to Voltaire and explained how my husband didn't come out, and so to make him jealous, I wanted Voltaire to sign my boob. And he did! I went home at 2am and took a picture of it. Then I woke Clint up to show him. He was so jealous.
Anyway, on Thursday, May 4, we saw our third Voltaire concert (well, Clint's second). After the show, we were checking out the stuff, and we finally decide to get the new album and have Voltaire sign it. I told Voltaire about how the last time I saw him play, he had signed my boob to make Clint jealous. He shrugged because he didn't remember. So he signed our new CD, and then he asked Clint, "Should I sign your boob this time?". Clint didn't have a choice because I practically shoved him into the sharpie in Voltaire's hand. (really, my arm was already around him, and when I heard Voltaire ask that, I just gave him a little nudge 
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Here's the result: http://www.flickr.com/photos/clintjcl/141548001
May 6, 2006 at 11:17 pm
Hah hah. That’s a good story.
I think when people read about how “[Clint] was so jealous”, they might assume it was because another man signed your boob, not the fact that you got an autograph and he didn’t! A nyah, nyah to Clint.
Also— interesting word choice in explaining Clint’s abscence. You said, “Clint claimed he was tired.” Claimed sounds like you aren’t entirely convinced of his fatique!
May 6, 2006 at 11:21 pm
Oh in the above when I used the term “people”, I meant it in the context of “people who don’t know Carolyn and Clint”. A.K.A. Strangers
May 7, 2006 at 10:46 am
Hmm. I wonder if Voltaire himself might have been misled to the wrong belief by my ambiguous wording…
May 7, 2006 at 1:07 pm
Next time you meet him– you’ll have to ask!
May 8, 2006 at 11:25 am
What ambiguous wording?
May 8, 2006 at 6:29 pm
What Vicky said about people misunderstanding and thinking Clint would be jealous because a guy signed my boob, when I meant Clint would be jealous that I got to see Voltaire and he didn’t.
May 17, 2006 at 2:33 pm
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October 2, 2006 at 3:18 pm
My S.O. and I were totally at Alchemy that night! Was that Gothic Prom or something like that? We only stayed to watch Voltaire for a few songs, but he was amusing. The audience loved him!
Also, it cracks me up that someone said “leave me alone, I’m tired.” I don’t know why but I actually giggled when I read that. Who talks like that to strangers? LMAO…
October 3, 2006 at 10:36 am
Goth Prom was our 2nd/3rd (Me/Carolyn) Voltaire show, and the “leave me alone, I’m tired” poster-goth-boy was from our 1st show, at an entirely different venue (I think).
But yea… it’s a hilarious story! That kid was straight out of the South Park goth episode.
“Dancing is something you only do at home, alone, between drags of your cigarette.”
October 3, 2006 at 11:56 am
Ooh, ok, guess I got the shows mixed up.
Do you guys ever go to Alchemy, at its new venue?
Haha, I love that S.P. episode.
“Darkness, all around me. My heart has been raped.”
goth girl: “Ooh!”
October 3, 2006 at 7:11 pm
Nope… thursday goth night is a rare thing indeed for us. We’re much more likely to be at Bound on a Friday. But more likely than that is for us to be at home with a friend or two over, watching cartoons and/or playing videogames and/or engaging in conversation. . . .
There was also a goth-ish cartoon character in a recent episode of O’Grady that we watched. But I wouldn’t expect most people to even know about that show. But the main female character is kinda a boppy girlie-girl, but she was trying to be all goth in this ep, and it was kinda funny the way the guy was — he reminded me of the South Park goths. “I like to come here… To exist.”
March 21, 2007 at 8:14 pm
Parthena, someone came to by blog by searching for, “my heart has been raped”. In quotes. I had to do the google search myself because I didn’t know where my blog would say the phrase, “my heart has been raped.”