
From Henry Upton:
Oh, hi! It’s Lionize again. Today, we take you on a perilous journey. An expedition that will take us from the slip n’ slide to that chick puking in her purse over there. Criss-crossing all the grandeur that is the Warped Tour, come along with us as we set out to discover the mysterious merchandiser in his natural habitat…..(Hands and feet inside the golf cart. No flash photography. No refunds.)-The first thing one may notice is the merchandiser might seem unfriendly or aggressive. That’s because they are! Ironically though, this is due to crippling loneliness. FEEL FREE TO SPEAK TO THE MERCH PEOPLE. Typically, they are very nice. Atypically, they are 300 pound rodeo clowns.
- You will notice the concertgoers interacting with the wild merchandiser. The merchandiser proudly displays his wares via tents and signs. This, along with yelling through a bullhorn, and powerful gesticulation is the hallmark of the merchandiser mating dance. Not all will be receptive. The percentage of concert goers left unimpressed move on, sure to watch their backs for CDs “that just flew out of my hand.”
-Don’t be fooled, kids. Most merchandisers are NOT members of the band. Though, come to think of it, I’ve never seen them in the same room together….
- The merchandiser’s only and therefore favorite song? “Everyday I’m hustlin’’ by Rick Ross.
- The older, more seasoned merchandiser will have his tent facing east so as to avoid the harsh sun. Do NOT attempt to enter the shade of a merchandiser’s tent. They will defend themselves with vigor. And PVC pipe.











































