My bad haircut

If you ever need a haircut in Chile, proceed with caution. I let down my guard a few weeks ago and went to a new salon near my house.
I was hoping to get the shape of my hair cleaned up. Nothing major, just shaped up the layers.
While speaking in Spanish, I told the hair stylist that I wanted layers. And he got to work right away. I quickly found out that he spoke a good bit of English. So that was comforting and we were chatting a lot. Before long all of my hair was on the salon floor. Well... I am exaggerating, but it was huge percentage of my hair.
The stylist gave me what he thought was super, cool hair cut. And maybe a large portion of the young women in Chile would agree.
But I was mortified! I hardly made it home before I started crying. I mean... the man destroyed my hair. I have a photo of the bad hair cut. But I don't think it quite capture how truly bad the haircut was. I think you all remember the haircut I had before. It was the same that I had for years. Nice, pretty long NORMAL hair! Then I became a freak...


The stylist cut one layer in the back (at the level indicated by the butcher's knife in the photo). Then the rest of my hair made one (rather thin) longer layer. The difference in the layers was extreme, about 10 inches. It was if someone put a short bob wig on top of my long hair. Yikes!
On Luis's advice, I kept the haircut for a week. A rather long week. Then I went back to a trusted hair stylist. He was shocked at the disaster zone! And he got me fixed him pretty well. I think my hair now is kind of like Chrissie Hynde from the Pretenders. Or at least I hope. My hair is a lot shorter than before. And it will take me years to get it back to the where it was.
Anyhow, some time had passed. And I'm started to get used to it. I guess, its fun to put gel in it and make a "Pokemon" hair style (as they would say in Chile.)

So I guess you have to laugh it off. To help, here is a video from a chilean children show. It about a little boy who got a bad haircut. And he doesn't want to go to school because his friends will make fun of him. The other school children join in the song saying they will indeed make fun of him.

Me Cortaron Mal el Pelo

My latest concert

Lately, Chile has ton of bands coming to play. Many of whom I would consider going to see: Radiohead, Aha/Blondie, Oasis, Cure, Sonic Youth, and many more. I decided to limit myself to one for the month: KISS. My decision was made on how much fun I thought the show would be. Honestly, I have never been a big KISS fan. I just know that to see them down here would be awesome. Chile love rock'n'roll, in addition they love hair bands and heavy metal. You might even say that some people are stuck in a 80s metal rut, but who I am to judge.

It took a little convincing for Luis to go. But we were not disappointed! We had a great time. The sold out concert was in a new open air soccer stadium. There was probably 19,000 or more people. All ready for a good time! And chilean are so much fun at concerts. Cheering, chanting, singing along, jumping up in down. I think even Paul Stanley was a bit intimiated by the exuberance of this audience.
They band sounded great. And there were lots of stage antics. I mean, ALOT! Many times though out the night, I pointed at the stage and look over at Luis mouthing "OMG" and laughing. (Yes, we were wearing our earplugs).

The show opened with some loud explosions and fire shooting up from the stage. And the band in the normal makeup, leather-studded outfits with their ridicule 5" platform boots. The stage was set up to look like tier after tier of amplifiers. Throughout the night 3 of the 4 members either floated, flew or levitated. Gene Simmons did his trademark spitting blood. Tommy Thayer shot fireworks out of his guitars. And the whole night was capped off by a fireworks display above the stage. I talking really big, loud fireworks.

We had such a great time! I bought a KISS Army Chile t-shirt from someone on the street. Yes... I consider myself a KISS fan now.

KISS - A 35-year tradition of full-filing every adolescent boy's bedroom Rock 'n' Roll dream.

Review of the concert