Metal + superior =

Norm's


I neglected to take a picture when we first got there so you can't see the sushi sign that was out front.

I'll wait a minute for that to sink in.


Beer


Brat


Sushi


Metal


Bar


Norm's happens to be in Superior, Wisconsin, which until very recently I had never had the "pleasure" of finding myself in. A friend of mine is in a metal band by the name of VaiN(note the capitalization) and they were playing a show at Norm's Beer and Brats, and Sushi.

Norm's it's kind of like a split-level house.

A split-level house of HELL!!

I'm just kidding, it's actually just a split-level entry with the stage and stage-bar upstairs and the "regular" bar downstairs. We headed upstairs because that's where the bands were. Pleasantries were exchanged and we went downstairs to the bar.

We emerged from the stairwell to the siren song of Iron Maiden.


(duhduhduhduhduhduh metal guitar)
RUN TO THE HILLS

(duhduhduhduhduhduh metal guitar)
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES

Of course, what other song could have possibly been playing. It was all coming together nicely.

As I said before, surreal.

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We went upstairs and VaiN played there set. They are really quite good, and I was enjoying myself thoroughly. Here are a few of the choice moments. Most of these I attribute to fate. Given the circumstances, it simply could not have been any other way. I apologize for not having pictures but I didn't bring my camera in the bar. It sucks.

-an extremely drunk and small woman, who I would graciously estimate at 40, instantly became the drunk person at the show that should have left an hour ago. I'm not saying that 40 is to young to be at a metal show, but it's to young the be the drunk person.

-I see a kid from my high school. 150 miles away from my high school. At a shit hole bar in Superior, Wisconsin. At a metal show.

-There is a kid, who I later find out is friends room-mate, that has lightning bolts shaved into the side of his hair.

-The concrete floor gets so soaked with spilled beer from the mosh pit that most people are having a hard time standing up.

The two guys I was with go to the bar downstairs and some other band came on. They were angry not very good. When they started yelling at the crowd I left. I headed downstairs to re-unite with my compatriots and as I came out of the stairwell...


(duhduhduhduhduhduh metal guitar)
RUN TO THE HILLS

(duhduhduhduhduhduh metal guitar)
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES



We heeded the songs advise and left.

As we were leaving the small woman was being carried out in the arms of what looked like some sort of massive bear/biker-guy hybrid.

beer, brats, sushi, metal