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my concert floor virginity has been broken. my ears are still ringing. so tired, but hyper all the same. yeah, this is just saying the concert was fucking awesome! i'm going to give you a little play by play, so be prepared:
casey showed up at my house around 11ish, and we chilled, watching videos on her laptop. i ate some chili for lunch and then around 1ish, we decided to get ready. it took us around an hour to get ready (casey took like 20 minutes on her haute couture make-up) and then we left the house around 2:30.
first we went to get sandwiches at subway, totally annoying the guy behind the counter because casey and i were too busy talking about the concert. then we ended up at cvs, buying disposable digital cameras.
after going back to the house because my dad forgot some things, we started our journey up to poughkeepsie. we listened to some classic rock on the way up because my dad was in control of the radio. after getting a bit lost, we ended up on crannell street around 4ish-4:15ish.
as we pull onto crannell street, a van pulls in front of us. a van with a trailer and illinois plates. i started flipping and at first, casey was skeptical. we definitely knew it was something when they pulled into the parking lot, right in front of us. i saw a sticker on the back that said june.
once we parked, casey and i jumped out of my dads truck and got into the back (my dad has a pick-up truck). we grabbed our sandwiches and looked at the june roadies. one was seriously hott...bleached blonde hair, tattoos and a lip piercing..oh man.
i was sitting in the back, casey was standing, so i could watch people unload everything and suddenly theres this semi-skinny black man walking by with glasses. uhh, can you say de'mar from the plain white t's? we didnt want to bother him just yet, so we kept on eating.
then this dude in a yellow shirt walks over toward the truck on a cell phone. casey and i had no clue who he was, or even if he was part of a band. he kept lurking near our truck, kind of looking at us. casey thought he was someone from days away (ended up being their amazing drummer).
so we finished our lunches/dinners and started to walk to the entrance, my camera fully secured down my shirt. we walked by all the roadies and were totally surprised to see de'mar and tom sitting on this wooden block. i smiled at tom (having no clue if he smiled back because i titled my head down).
skipping a bit, casey, my dad, and i were second in line. we ended up making friends with the girl who was first (she's met so many people in different bands its not even funny; buddy neilson, dan trapp, branden steineckert, mike gilta, dave miller, tony lovato, matt lovato, jereimah uhh forgot his last name, lead singer of underoath...among others).
then other people got in line, three girls and a guy. they were pretty cool, one of the girls giving me and casey these oil things to wipe our faces (it was seriously hott outside...like 94 degrees).
so we're chilling and tom from the plain white t's walks by on his cell phone. he walked across the street and talked for about an hour. he was so freaking skinny that he walked behind this pole and couldnt be seen.
so eventually he starts to walk back, and my bestest friend this whole universe and every other galaxy that exists aka casey, goes "hey tom! can i get a picture?"
and he smiles all nice like (and hott like) and says "sure!"
so tom plays photographer and gets us in the right position to insure no glare. he puts one arm around casey and one arm around me and my dad takes a picture. (random note, if you're interested, tom's boxers matched his shirt, it was all pink, green, and grey). so then tom talks to some other kids and then he leaves. souvenier one: picture of tom.
after that, tim from plain white t's walks by. now our friend (we never did get her name) loved tim so much and was flipping out that we saw him. so he ended up getting a arizona iced tea and going backstage.
so after chilling for a little while longer, some guy with another yellow t-shirt comes out. he drops ducktape and it rolls under a car. so he rolls his eyes and goes "uh, ghetto duck tape." so casey and i start saying something about where the duck tape was and he crawled under the car to get it before going back inside. i thought he looked a little like dave from the plain white t's, but i didnt say anything. so i go on a rant about how hott dave has gotten and such. haha, turns out it was him.
around two hours later, the bouncer comes and decides to open the doors a little early. casey and i run up the stairs and seriously i dont think either of us thought it would be as small as it was. merch tables were set up to the left (which no one was at) and the stage was to the right with a large open spot for people to stand. casey, our new friend, and i run right to the front, practically on the stage. it reached our knees. holy christ, it was amazing.
so everyone started to come and my dad gave casey and i some distance behind us so we could move a little. after some bullshit announcements, june comes out.
JUNE.
and june is seriously an awesome band, they were all wearing hollister girls pants that were wayy too tight and were falling down. belts do nothing for them. not like any of us minded.
the bassist, aj, was totally rocking out, and looking directly at casey when he sang. he would smile at her and look down and sing. it was so cute...
i felt bad for the lead singer, tim, because in the middle of his set, he cut his finger on his strings and was bleeding. i had a bandaid for him, but i couldnt get it to him in time. then days away came on...
DAYS AWAY.
my dad loved them, although their mics totally sucked and you couldnt even hear the lead singer, keith, sing. he was the first person to come in front of the microphone and sing directly to the crowd, though he didnt bend down as much. he was a hell of a dancer though. his shoes were green and blue. they were pretty sweet. overall, days away was good.
at the end of the set, casey got a set list for herself and our friend got one for me. souvenier number two: days aways set list. as yes, then the lovely plain white t's came onto the stage...
PLAIN WHITE T'S.
uhh, they were nothing short of amazing. seriously, my favorite set there. i knew all of the words and tom remembered us from before. since we were right in the front, toms crotch was in our faces a lot (i mean seriously, not that i minded).
their set list (thanks to my bestest friend this whole universe and every other galaxy that exist aka casey's set list that she got from tom himself...it was tims set list though).
revenge.
all that we needed.
stop.
breakdown.
my only one.
sad story.
something from their EP (the set list says your).
anything.
(supposed to be hey there delilah but couldnt play it due to some technical difficulties coughcoughtomthrowingthemicintode'mar'sdrumsetanditbreakingcoughcough).
take me away.
as stated above, tom threw his mic during one of the songs and ended up breaking it. they didnt have another one so he took tim's and tim started yelling at him. before this, the mics stopped working during the song and tom apologized for "being at the worst fucking plain white t's show ever". dave just started talking to mike and stopped paying attention. tom tried to start the song but dave and mike were too busy talking.
de'mar kept things going by just playing a simple drum beat. he is seriously one of the coolest drummers ever.
::teeny-bopper moment:: during sad story, tom walked up toward the front and bent down and looked directly at me and sang. then he smiled and walked away. i was in shock for a few seconds...seriously. ::/teeny-bopper moment::
after some crazy dancing and some weird antics (tom shoving the broken mic up dave's ass && tom playing catch with casey with a water bottle), they went away.
after some setting up, the butcher came on stage wearing hot pants (everyone started whooing and he smiled at us) and warmed up on his drums. as soon as the roadies finished setting up...mike, tom, and adam came out.
then, in true frontman fashion, william runs on stage last. he grabs the mic, welcomes us to poughkeepsie and breaks out into the first song.
THE ACADEMY IS...
set list, thanks to casey grabbing it off the wall for me. notice i do nothing by myself.
souvenier three: the academy is... set list.
attention.
slow down.
the author.
season.
down and out.
classifieds.
phrase that pays.
black mamba. (i now fucking hate this song)
checkmarks.
almost here.
now i'd like to say, up until this point, there was just some headbopping in the crowd. everything was perfectly fine, and i figured there would be nothing to worry about...haha i make myself laugh.
as soon as the drums kicked in for attention, i was hurled forward into the girl in front of me. i was so incredibly close to her it wasnt funny and people were pushing me from behind. my dad got pushed far behind me. there were these two guys, who apparently loved the academy is... more than anyone in the place (yeah, thats what they thought..i called them the black mamba twins.), practically jumped on me.
this is where casey and my story begins to differ.
casey was being pushed against the stage and i was getting pulled behind. by the middle of the author, i was in the middle of the place with my dad. he was seriously getting pushed around bad, so he grabbed me in like a bearhug from behind, to keep me safe.
the black mamba twins ended up right near me and kept pushing me. i ended up leaning on this really hott guy next to me. my head was on his arm.
the security guy came out and started yelling at everyone to move back, but they didnt listen. then william practically stopped the concert for casey (she was lying flat on the stage) and started cursing at the black mamba twins to stop because some girl was getting hurt.
i was sweating so much and everyone was pushing, i must have looked incredibly pathetic. william saw me and looked at me as he sang, and even though my ribs were getting crushed, i was singing too...directly at him. he gave me this sympathetic look and smiled. he did that like three other times during the show.
halfway through, this roadie came out and threw water into the crowd, getting everyone soaked. oh lord, it felt amazing.
now when william announced that they were going to play black mamba, the black mamba twins went insane. they high-fived each other and screamed to william and grabbed his hand...they were worse than some of the girls there. they started jumping in front of me and almost elbowed me in the face. yeah, i hated black mamba...love the song, hated it there.
checkmarks, definitely surprised me. i seriously love this song so much that i wanted to get really into it. yeah, my dad was still making sure that i was near him and someone pushed him forward...meaning i got pushed forward. so my dad grabs me and goes to push back. i look to see whats going on and there's a fucking actual mosh pit right there. people punching each other and running at each other...and my dad and i fell right into it. actual moment where i was incredibly scared.
during almost here, i tried to look for casey at the front of the stage and she wasnt there. i started to get worried.
once the concert ended and they left the stage, i see casey walking across it. apparently, the bouncer pulled her out and brought her over to the side near mike and gave her a water bottle.
my dad pulled us out right after the concert ended. i was wearing a white tank top...(oh yeah, i know, excellent idea) and my jeans were sticking to me. i wasnt sure if it was from the water being poured on us or mine and other peoples sweat.
so on the way to the car, we walk down the side again. casey starts whispering something that turned out to be "de'mar, de'mar, de'mar!"
we walked over to him and i ask if we can have a picture with him (yes, i finally did something). he smiled and was all happy saying "sure!"
so he finishs writing something up and casey says something to me about her ears hurting. de'mar goes "these guys have ear plugs." pointing to his friends. "you guys didnt. should have worn ear plugs."
we all have a nice laugh and and he puts his arms around us for a nice little picture. my dad goes over and shakes his hand saying "man, you guys were the best out there."
de'mar smiled and said "oh thanks, man."
souvenier four: picture with de'mar.
then we ran to the car and started home....
yeah, the concert was seriously amazing. all the bands were fantastic, plain white t's being the best (in my opinion). i even ended up seeing nicole there. she screamed my name between june and days away and i met her. we eventually were next to each other during the academy is... cool girl, from what i seen of her so far.
best night of my life. best concert i've ever been too. tom's amazing.
sorry the entry's so long.... :/