bITS 'N CHUNKS
It's about that time again...
Southern Underground Pro careened into the Basement East once again on Feb 25 and as their social media accounts can attest to, we're all just happy this show even fuckin' happened. Really. The crew went through some biz that probably would have humbled anyone else but they didn't fold. A-men.
I mean, I can relate. 2018 hasn't exactly been my year either, yet. To me, perseverance is to thrive + finesse, and this show persevered in every sense of the word.
So the event happened, but, uh... what had happened?
Well, this show didn't go as... planned. Or did it? I can't really speak to the details but I know nearly the whole damn show got booked over night. People were brought in, spots were swapped out, things happened... card subject to change indeed.
But, the show went on with aplomb and a country western twang. Yes, it was country themed and yes we reserved seats for Miley and Billy Ray. Spoiler: they no showed. Tragedy for them!
Match results from PWPonderings.
You know, in the face of everything that happened, I am so happy that this show apparently got a lot of press. I reluctantly put down my keys to the gate but more people, bigger venues, and more money is enough for me. You know what money means? New faces.
A few faces that were new to me included Tyler Matrix (who earned the moniker Mmmbop from Nick Iggy of the Carnies for vaguely resembling a Hanson sibling), Marko Stunt (representing for us shorties), and Craig Mitchell (a tiny manbeast). The rest, I know! I know. Jesus, I will never stop enjoying seeing The Carnies live. The 30-year-grudge-match between Kerry Awful and Mance Warner was probably my second highlight of the night. The first? The reworked match between Allie Kat and SUP legend Joshua "Slutty Kat" Bishop. This match could have anything. It was already gimmicky as hell being billed as a "catfight". It could have been a throwaway. It could have gone dead silent. But no. It was over, brother. It may have wrecked patriarchy. I don't know. It was compelling and not just because I own several cats. As an indie Cindy I have no compunctions about intergender wrestling (I don't know how Slutty Kat identifies, anyway) but I was happy to see Allie win in the name of the moon.
Look, you don't have to agree with me on that match. But what you can fight me on is the ongoing blood feud between Jesse and Brett Ison. I can attest to you first hand how ugly it is when blood brothers fight and this match was a bit tough to watch even if you have the stomach for it. There was a lot of emotion pouring out... no, no. That was blood. That was definitely blood.
I'm pumped for Kevin Ku too because I honestly thought Angelus was going to kill him. I don't.... think? she did.
Well, it's time for the main event. Curt Stallion is gloriously cocky and unnerving and he's the dude you cheer for. The finish left me a little bitter but I'm looking forward to seeing Dominic defend his title.
The show ended and I peaced out to a local institution for some ice cream. I was still wearing my comically large hat with my new Allie Kat shirt hidden underneath and my scuffed up punk boots because that's all I got for em. And black skinny jeans that would get me show in outlaw country. We're all anomalies in our own way. This show had a little something for everyone from comedy to emotional deathmatches and I expect it to keep getting bigger. Ascend, my friends!
Ia! If you've come this far, you're either looking for weird or you know you've found it...