Cherrie Lynn

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Tuesday, May 8th, 2012
I have no words

This is the most beautiful picture I think I have ever seen. If you’re a longtime, hardcore Korn fan like me, you’ll get it. If not, I can’t even tell you. Just…it’s been a long seven years without him, and I think the first step has been taken to him finally coming back home.

The emotion on Jonathan Davis’s face just kills me. That does it, I have GOT to write this rock star book burning in my brain. :)

*sniffle*

God, I love these guys.

 

 

Tuesday, January 11th, 2011
Can’t Take the Heat

As I was pondering on Twitter the other night, there is only one instance of a teen infatuation of mine enduring until adulthood. Not Corey Feldman (loved him in The Lost Boys days), not Christian Slater (Heathers, anyone? Pump Up the Volume?). Those guys were great in their time. I wallpapered my room with their pictures. Christian actually hung in there for several years. With each of my movie star crushes, all those oh-so-clueless adults in my life were like, “Oh, some day you’ll look back and laugh that you ever liked him.” And in my teen know-it-all fashion, I’d say “Noooo! I will love him foreverrrrr!!” Ha.

Well, I’d just like to announce that my very first major crush is still making me proud. The fact that he was (and still is) a down and dirty rocker makes me even prouder. The naysayers got that one dead freaking wrong. Nikki Sixx is ten times hotter now than he was when I was 13 and so madly in love with him. I mean…I’m just speechless. He’s not only ten times hotter, to me he is absolutely one of the most gorgeous men alive. Pretty damn good, huh? It was 23 years ago that I wanted to cry because my uncle didn’t take me to a Motley Crue concert with him (what I expected to accomplish there, I have no idea, lol). But I watched the “Home Sweet Home” video until I wore out the tape. Hell, all their videos. Loved them. They were my first rock obsession, so there will always be a special place in my heart for them.

As for Nikki, yep, he’s still got it going on, better than ever. I devoured The Heroin Diaries. As with most rock memoirs/confessionals I read, I was aghast, horrified, and very saddened at what was going on behind the scenes of one of my favorite bands. I’m not naive about it in any way, but it’s pretty heartbreaking what these guys are going through due to the ravages of fame once the curtain falls. At least, it is to me.

Well, I came here to rave about how smokin’ one of my rock idols still is after all these years, and got a little deeper than I intended. But that’s all right. There’s always time for hotness, right? I was browsing Youtube and came across this video. And said to myself, “Wow. What great taste I had at 13.” =P

*sigh*

But I’d also like to add my heart was stolen away in 1999 by the unhinged vocal stylings and spastic antics of one Mr. Jonathan Davis. And he’s here to stay, baby, for better or worse!

Sunday, August 15th, 2010
The Mayhem Experience

Jonathan's autographHOT.

HOT.

Freaking HOT.

Like, I’ve seriously never been so hot in my entire life, and I’ve been to summer festivals before. We got a late start, and didn’t arrive until 5:00 p.m. So I missed my shot at seeing In This Moment (*sob*) but my utmost respect goes to those guys who were out there having to perform in that heat. They’re made of sturdier stuff than I, because my first mission after picking up my meet and greet pass was to find a shady spot and sit down before I ended up at the first aid tent within the first half hour of being there. So the heat ruined what could have been a really good time. If only it could have been cloudy. Damn you, Dallas sun! I sweated off three pounds over this ordeal.

But I was able to go back to the tour buses and attend the meet and greet with Korn, and they were all awesome enough to brave the fires of hell to hang out with us for a few minutes. Jonathan Davis signed my “Alone I Play” DVD/CD set–seeming rather impressed that I had it, which made my entire year, really.

That was absolutely the best part of the day to me. Their performance was fabulous as always, and it was well worth the sweltering misery of the day. Once the sun went down, it became somewhat tolerable, and I was able to enjoy myself a little more. Though I was really wishing, when Jonathan hit the audience with the water hose, that some of it would reach us.

Now it’s back to reality with a bang, as my toddler was running fever when we picked her up from her granny’s the morning after, and we’ve been battling that all weekend. Also, this is the last week of summer vacation, and there are 1.3 million things to do before school starts next Monday. I haven’t even bought the first of the school supplies. Argh! Mom fail. Can I run away again? :-)

Friday, August 6th, 2010
Mayhem Bound

It won’t take any guesswork to know where I’ll be a week from today. The hubby and I will be making the three-hour drive to Dallas for the Mayhem Festival, and I’m counting the days. It’ll be my 13th time seeing the almighty Korn (thirteenth show on Friday the 13th…I expect GREAT things)! I’ll be armed with a meet and greet pass and I’m not afraid to use it. :-) Let’s just hope all the guys show up and everyone is in a jovial mood. Assuming he blesses us with his presence, it’ll be my third time meeting Jonathan Davis and I’m debating giving him a signed copy of Unleashed for, you know, being such an enormous inspiration to me and all. Who else sings/whispers/roars to me when I’m up late writing through the wee hours? :-) But I know I won’t be able to work up the nerve. If Rock Me were in print already, it would make more sense to give him that one. There’s a Korn concert in that book, after all, and I specifically pay homage to the DJ sets Jon sometimes does at local clubs after a Korn show. Oh well, we’ll see how it goes.

I’m looking forward to the other bands, too. Rob Zombie we’ve seen twice, and we LOVE him–both his music and, yes, his crazy-as-hell movies. I’ve never seen Lamb of God or Five Finger Death Punch, and it’ll be awesome to catch those guys live too. Another band I’m going to be on the lookout for is In This Moment. I’m hooked on their song “The Promise,” and I can’t wait to see Maria Brink in action. Badass women in metal for the win.

It’s going to be a great time, even if it’s going to look, feel and sound like hell on earth (we’re having lovely 100+ degree temps in my neck of the woods–I don’t know how those guys do it. I’d collapse onstage). I’ll never forget attending one of these festivals a few years back…Atreyu had just taken the stage when the skies opened up in a HUGE freaking downpour, prompting a crowd rush to the area under the roof of the pavilion. It was absolute chaos and it got scary there for a few minutes, especially since hubby had gone to get a drink and I knew he was caught up in it somewhere. But he’s a big guy; he can take care of himself. :-) It was mostly me I was worried about! He managed to make it back to where I was but I think he had to manhandle his way through security, who was trying to hold the crowd back. The band just continued to rock out through it all while the thunder rumbled and the rain roared against the roof and the crowd went berserk. Perfect atmosphere. Good times, one of those moments you never forget.

So I’m hoping everyone stays healthy in the coming week and all goes according to plan. It’s been over a year since I’ve been to a concert and I’ve been going crazy for some live in-my-face rock. The guys (and gal) I’m seeing next Friday will definitely deliver, and I love ’em for it!

Monday, January 18th, 2010
Happy Birthday, Mr. Davis

Well, he wished me happy birthday on Korn’s Modblast chat last year (WHY did I not get a screenshot? Because I was too busy hyperventilating, that’s why), so I feel I would be remiss in neglecting to wish Jonathan Davis of Korn a very happy 39th birthday today.

Although I’m sure he’ll never see this, and even if he did, he wouldn’t nearly pass out in starstruck bliss–if only!–I still felt the need to gush. He’s my idol, my muse, my favorite voice of all time. So few vocalists can sing like an angel one minute and roar like a demon the next. Even fewer can rip my heart to pieces and put it back together again all within the course of one song. I’m listening to him at this very moment, in fact, and basking in his sheer awesomeness.

I’ve been lucky enough to meet him twice, and while I couldn’t do much but gape either time, the collective thirty seconds of my life I’ve spent standing in his presence are thirty seconds I will never, ever forget. I hope I get to add a few more to them once Korn’s U.S. tour begins this year. (Yes, I’m a stalker, but I’m the fun kind. Promise.) ;)

So, Happy Birthday, Mr. Davis, and I hope it finds you happy, healthy… and of course, unrelentingly naughty!

Monday, September 14th, 2009
This made me giggle.

Apparently, this aired several years ago, but somehow I missed it (bad Korn fan, bad) until Kornspace posted it. Hilarious!

I guess that’s one surefire way of getting a piece of Jonathan Davis. :P

Sunday, June 28th, 2009
Nostalgia…

Where does time go?

It’s really scary how fast it flies by. My kids are 11 years apart, the youngest 7 months, and I find it hard to believe that by the time she’s her brother’s age, he’ll be grown and out of the house. Hopefully, anyway.

I went to¬†YouTube the other day to hunt for this video. If you know me, whether personally or from Twitter or any forums I post on, then most likely you know I’m a Korn fanatic. I would talk about how much I love this band, but I wouldn’t be able to adequately express my devotion, and it would probably just come off as weird, anyway.

So I was watching this, and it slapped me right across the face that it was ten years ago. I remember that weekend of Woodstock ’99…no, I didn’t go, unfortunately (or fortunately, because I might have been brutalized in that crush). I taped Korn’s entire set. That tape is long gone, but bits and pieces can be found at YouTube. I’d give anything to have that tape. It was their most amazing performance ever. I’m pretty sure even the guys in the band say that. The crowd was insane and they fed off that energy. It was the height of their career. When Jonathan Davis screams “Arrrre you rrrready?” and the crowd goes freaking insane, I still get chills. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve seen them live (it’s in the mid-teens), how many times I’ve heard him bellow those words while I was out in the crowd, but I don’t think any of those times was quite as powerful as during that Woodstock set, which I watched from the safety of my living room.

They’ve lost two of the original members since then. I still love those guys dearly, but damn, how I miss what they used to be. Oh, well. There’s no going back, so here’s to the next decade, guys, and hoping it’ll be just as awesome as the last