Faced with the choice to leave Comic Con and go home a day early or to stay in San Diego to see GRIMES perform at a party Michael Bay was sponsoring that was being thrown on a military battleship docked somewhere near the convention center, I obviously stayed! I mean…I stayed! I stayed!
When I got to the battleship it was sunset and there was a ring of halo-like light illuminating the edge of the battleship making it look and feel like I was actually an extra IN a Michael Bay movie.
The ship looked about the size of 10,000 football fields (they also landed planes on this ship so it had a runway and multiple airplane museums onboard).
We got stuck in a crowd of many hundreds of people because the event was having tactical issues and starting late.
While in the crowd outside the boat, I met some nice people. One was dressed as Captain Morgan, the guy on the rum bottles. I soon found out he was hired to be at the party. He had 3 half-naked women with him, they were wrapped in what looked like silk organza? Yes, I think so. They were lightly wrapped in all-white, silk organza, like sexy Halloween mummies more than pirates.
When we finally got onboard the ship, I ran straight up to Grimes. I was disappointed to find out she was DJing as opposed to playing her own music but she was great nonetheless.
When she finished I wandered around trying to imagine what it would have been like to live on that thing. To wake up on that behemoth of a vessel at sea….but…it was impossible to truly figure this out because they had smoke machines everywhere, strobe lights, and women in shorts and cut off football jerseys passing out glow-in-the-dark wristbands.
I only have this one photo of Grimes. I felt kind of shy standing right in front of her while she DJ’d. They didn’t have her on the stage, just on a platform near the stage and there were really only a small handful of people standing around her so I felt like a weird Paparazzi trying to take her picture.
Most people onboard were enjoying the free mini sliders and hot dog buffet or taking their picture with the air force pilot mannequin they had onboard.
At one point, after the sun had set and the whole ship was lit up with stage lights and strings of Xmas lights, I heard a collective GASP! I looked around to see what was happening but didn’t see anything…until I looked up: people were parachuting into the party, landing on the airstrip.
I was just waiting for someone to get married onboard. After that, there was nothing left.