We’ve all heard the story by now. Allegedly, some deathcore band that no one would otherwise pay attention to called Rose Funeral beat up some kids at a concert because they were playing Uno in the front row. Everyone then proceeded to dub the band Rose FUNOral and now everyone gives them a thousand kinds of shit for it.
However, the shit has bit stirred as the band gives their side of the story in an interview with Metal Injection, and I have to say, I’m siding with the band on this one. Watch for yourself.
Apparently those kids also sent them threats online, such as “a bullet is waiting for you.” They showed up at the gig, spat at the band, and threw bottles. The fact that they were also playing UNO is, as far as I can see, negligible and was just a random detail that took the spotlight. The band, in fact, enjoys UNO. It really is among the elite of card games.
Despite the fact that their music is boring an uninspired, they seem like pretty decent dudes, and the guitarist (the one with the gauges doing most of the talking) does show some level of charisma when explaining “The UNO Incident,” and I believe what they have to say. If it’s true that those kids (who were mistaken as adults due to their beards) sent death threats to the band, threw stuff and spat at them, they deserved to be put in their place. Anyone who cares that much about a deathcore band playing a 15-minute opening set is an immature douche. Honestly, if you hate a band, don’t waste your fucking time on them.
Here’s what you can do when a shitty band opens for your favorite band: Go hang with some friends at the merch table, and maybe talk to the merch guy if he’s approachable. Buy some shit, get a drink, whatever, until their set is over. Don’t be a dick at shows. Those assholes deserved a punch in the face and to get kicked out, as far as I’m concerned. Some people need to be knocked down a peg or two.
That being said, maybe next time the band could try to be a bit more civil, as two wrongs don’t necessarily make a right. They make a left, which is what their music should be: left at the record store bargain bin. HAYO!
I’ll let myself out.