Panic's performance in Brazil. 11.08.2009
You guys, I'm beat. I've slept for eight hours straight and still feel like I could sleep another twelve.
My throat, my feet and my calves are so fucking sore, I might've as well run a marathon in Alaska instead of attending a concert. I think I have the flu (luckily, not THE flu), and my voice is pretty raspy right about now.
I'm gonna preface this by saying that there's a lot about last night that I don't remember right now. I was almost passing out and, literally, the only thing that kept me conscious for that long was the prospect of Panic's performance and then the performance itself, so. Yeah, forgive me if some of the details will be missing. =/
My best friend, Thais (also, my motherfucking soul mate, who I love with all my heart, but who I might end up killing and making it look like a very painful accident, someday), came to see me this weekend. I was thrilled because we don't get to see each other as often as we should and having her around is always a lot of fun, but I was kind of apprehensive, because this was the Maquinaria Festival's weekend.
I basically begged Thais to come with me to the concert, but she had to work Monday morning, and. Okay, not fair of me to demand that from her, when I didn't have to work until 6h15PM today.
We decided that we'd spend most of the Saturday together and then Sunday morning we'd take the bus+subway together, but I'd head for the Chácara do Jockey (venue) and she'd go to the Paulista Av, to meet with another friend of hers.
ME: Tha, are you sure you want to leave the house with me? 'Cause I wanna leave pretty early. Like, 8AM I want to be on the bus.
THAIS: Don't worry, Má. I'm an early bird.
We went out for drinks that night, had blast and got home (somewhat wasted, I gotta say) around 2-something AM.
ME: Thais, maybe you should sleep for a little longer. I'll still leave early, but you have no reason to be up before noon tomorrow.
THAIS: Pfft, shut up, Má. We're still leaving together.
ME: Oookay, then. 'Night.
The next morning she took over an hour to get ready. (¬_¬).
I got to the venue around 12PM, or something. The VIP SECTION line was pretty huge (LOOKED NOTHING LIKE A VIP SECTION TO ME, BTW), and I facepalmed so hard I thought my forehead would have a permanent print of my hand, not kidding.
There were a lot of kids there that were definitely Evanescence fans, and several other kids wearing Dir En Grey shirts, but as far as I could tell, I was the only there for Panic. Which bummed a little, ngl.
The bands were soundchecking at that point, and there was a very insistent drumming going on. It felt basically like background noise, because everyone was so eager to go in already, but it was soothing, mostly. It was when Brendon's voice echoed loud and I saw the entire block flail and girls screaming (one of them, next to me, was on the verge of tears and said "OMG. BRENDON AND I ARE ONLY SEPARATED BY A WALL!), that I realized I wasn't alone after all. (it was hilarious).
When finally, FINALLY, we got in, there was already quite the crowd at the rail. At that moment it should've occurred to me that trying to go for the rail would be suicidal, but all I could think of was: "I want to watch that performance from as close to the stage as possible!"
I'd met a kid at the line and he was super nice. He said he some experience with squirming his way through crowds to get to the rail, so he asked me to grab on to his shirt and he'd take me there. He didn't lie, but he also failed to mention we'd go through hell and back again. LOL
The Festival's line up was:
Duff McKagan'a Loaded;
Dir En Grey
Panic!
Evanescence.
Even if there were a lot of Panic's fans out there, it was NOTHING compared to Dir En Grey's fanbase. I was baffled, 'cause I'd never even heard of the band up until the Festival, and they were so big here. O__o
Also, they were the sannest there. LOL. They were all poised and some of them even rolled their eyes at the costumes the Evanescene fans were wearing and stuff. Also, they were very practical. Most of them were all: "What band are you here for?" FAN: "Panic/Evanescence.", DEGFAN: "Ok, I'm only here for Dir En Grey. If you step back and let me get closer to the stage I'll gtfo after their performance and you can get closer to the rail, what do you say?"
Best part? It worked. LOL
Duff McKagan's Loaded was pretty good! Their set was short and all, but they had a lot of energy and were super nice to the crowd, and virtually no one knew who they were, but we were still clapping and screaming to some of the things they said. It was super fun.Then came Dir En Grey, and shit. I thought people were gonna die.
At that point, the kid I'd met at the line had taken me reasonably closer to the stage, but it seemed like every tall person at the venue was standing RIGHT. IN FRONT. OF ME. It was unbearably hot at the core of the crowd, and the weather wasn't helping. It'd been promising rain all day, but nothing happened. And, fuck. Rain would've been really appreciated. D=
Now here's something stupid: I'd barely slept the two days prior to the Festival. I'd drunk the night before, and hadnt eaten anything all day (I'd had some orange juice and a slice of cake for breakfast, but that had been at 10AM. Dir en Grey went up on the stage around 6PM), barely drunk enough water (the price of the water was a fucking rip off, but I would've gladly paid for it, if I'd been able to reach for my pocket. T_____T I was pressed agaisnt so many ppl, I couldn't move at all), and the steamy heat of the crowd was seriously impossible to take. I almost passed out there. The only thing that kept me conscious was the fact that I knew I was gonna get pulled out of the pit if I so much as closed my eyes.
Dir En Grey's set was intense. Their fans were ~poised, but the guys onstage were supernatural, not kidding. They didn't even take a break to breathe! It was one song right after the other! I think I would've enjoyed their performance better if I a) could understand what they were singing [it wasn't neither English or Japanese. It was the singer's made up language] and b) wasn't fighting to keep myself conscious. LOL
Just as they were leaving the stage, the bassist goes and throws his sweaty towel to the crowd. And then all hell broke loose. All the fans' composure went flying out the window and they pushed to get the fucking towel. A girl was bended awkwardly by the crowd and almost broke her neck. ALL OF THAT, BECAUSE OF A MOTHERFUCKING, GROSS, SWEATY PIECE OF CLOTH. I WAS SO PISSED I SAW RED.
Thankfully, I wasnt the only one. Everyone not-Dir En Grey was cursing and pushing back to get some stability again, but the other fucktards were still trying to get the fucking piece of sweaty cloth, and then someone roared: "BACK THE FUCK OFF, MOTHERFUCKERS! THERE'S A HURT GIRL HERE!", and after what felt like an eternity, they started to back off long enough for the girl bend back to a natural angle and the medics to pull her out of the pit.
There were four guys (two gay couples from Rio. They were fighting as dirty as I was to get to the rail, but they were so awesome. AND SO CUTE! One of them, the one pratically sharing the same space as me, kept petting his bf's hair and I swear I could've died from the cute) standing on my left and a really tall guy on my right, who'd been there for Dir En Grey. The kid on my left goes: "Honey, we're gonna die now."
He was so. Right.
The techs came to take away DEG's instruments and set up Panic's. When Zack came onstage ppl started to lose their shit. Some girls were actually begging him to save them (i.e.: get'em closer to the rail). It was hilarious, but half a second later the crowd started to push again and I was getting farther and farther from the stage. And I was all: "I CANT BELIVE I WENT THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT AND NOW I WON'T GET TO SEE THEM UP CLOSE. T_____________T". The tall DEG guy on my right took pity on me and was like: "Grab on to me, I'll try to get you in front of me." After some squirming and elbowing (from other ppl against us), he did actually get me pretty close to the stage (and was extra nice as to let me hang on to him, so I wouldnt lose my footing) but I was still somewhat pressed shoulder to shoulder to the kid who'd announced our iminent death. Physics DID not apply last night.
This is where I was standing:
There was literally, like, two ppl in front of me.
Some girls started to scream Ian's name and looked just in time to see him jumping up and down (he was warming up). It was so adorable. LOL. And then we all felt something magical: the first drops of rain!
KID NEXT TO ME: OMG. THAT'S DIVINE INTERVENTION FOR PANIC'S FANS!
And I'll grudgingly admit it took me forever to get the reference. LOL. But I was dying, so. (>.>)
As soon as Brendon bounced to the stage (and I do mean bounced), followed closely by the other guys (who were not bouncing, btw), the crowd just about roared. That was also the convenient second it started to really rain. It was beautiful and I thought I was gonna die from sheer relief.
They sang the first song (I honestly don't remember which one was it.), and then it rained harder. Tall Guy says "Tough break, kid. They might cancel the show.", but they played the entire song and right after that, Brendon grabbed his keyboard set and moved it farther from the edge, helped by some of the sound techs and Zack. They did the same for the mic stands and the show went on. Brendon actually went back to the edge of the stage when the next song started, opened his arms wide up and welcomed the rain hitting him, like that was the best experience for him ever. BEAUTIFUL, YOU GUYS.
Now here's an important note about last night: the other bands were really good. Brazilian crowds are naturally loud and animated (we're a passionate ppl, yo) and all. But NOT ONE. OF THEM drew from the crowd the reaction Panic did. 'Epic' doesn't begin to describe. Not even Evanescence - WHO WERE THE MOTHERFUCKING HEADLINING BAND - managed to cause the sensation Panic did. Everyone was just so into it! Singing every word of every song, screaming whenever Brendon lifted the mic to his mouth to say anything, waving, clapping, screaming the guys' names (including Ian's and Dallon's), and Brendon pretty much looked like he was gonna cry from happiness. *______________________*
The banter was quite interesting. Here's what I remember/was able to hear (I'm not kidding when I tell you the screaming was eardrums-piercing):
BRENDON: I just had my first brazilian caipirinha today.
CROWD: OOOOOOHHHHAAYSKDJSKDAJSAKDJA!!!
BRENDON: And I gotta tell you: way better than the one they make in America.
ME: DAMN RIGHT IT IS! (but he obviously didn't hear it).
BRENDON: And the people are lot more beautiful, too. Really!
CROWD: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!.
BRENDON: This next song is about having too many caipirinhas.
CROWD: *screams*
BRENDON: *moves to his keyboard set* Yeah, this is what happnes when you drink too many caipirinhas.
(the song in question was Nine in the Afternoon)
BRENDON: Is it still raining?.
CROWD: *piss their panties* YEAH!
BRENDON: Fuck! I'm all wet.
CROWD: SIKJDALKSJAKDJALKSDJAKDJALKAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
BRENDON: Hey, speaking of wet. Our next song is pretty much about sex. Also about being betrayed and have a good laugh/time (ppl were screaming so hard, I couldnt really pick up what said after 'good' and then quieted down to let him finish). But it's mostly about sex.
(The song was Lying).
BRENDON: It's really slippery here. I have to be careful, or I'll just slip and fall, and then I'll die. (he did with impersontions of how he might die and all. The kid next to me was like: "AWWWNNN. SO CUTE! *____*)
BRENDON: IM GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHING - AND I SWEAR IM NOT FUCKING LYING - THIS IS OUR BEST SHOW WE EVER PLAYED! WE'VE BEEN PLAYING LIVE FOR FIVE YEARS NOW, AND THIS IS THE BEST! WE'LL DEFINITELY BE COMING BACK, IF YOU'LL HAVE US, FOR SURE! *something I didn't pick up* SÃO PAULO, EU TE AMO! (and the way he said it, guys. You could TELL he was being honest. I was half expecting him to start crying, he actually had stars for eyes)
CROWD: *EPIC SCREAMING*
BRENDON: But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. This is gonna be our last song, I hope you enjoyed it! Stick around for Evanescence (or something along those lines)! We'll be watching them as well!
BRENDON: Who's here for Evanescence?
CROWD: ASKDJASLDJASLDKJASLKDAJSDLAISJDASKDALKDASJKDBASKJGASFKJASHDAJSH!!!!!!!!!!
BRENDON: ...O_o. Wow! =D I don't know their sound, but even I am excited to watch their set!
KID NEXT TO ME: HE'S ~EXCITED!
ME: I KNOW!
BRENDON: When we're done here, we're gonna go out to drink and celebrate. Who's gonna come with us?
CROWD: *obligatory screaming, because. Urie, COME ON.*
But nothing compared to Sins. We were all obviously expecting that song to cause a stronger reaction and everything, but that shit was EPIC! Like, there are dead ancient greeks writing an epic poem about that right about now, I swear!
BRENDON: So possibly... this song might the reason we're over here. This song - I'm just gonna cut right to it, is called I Write Sins, Not Tragedies. I hope you know it.
CROWD: *on top of Brendon's words* *MOTHERFUCKING ROARING GOING ON*
Everyone was singing. The THOUSANDS of ppl there, all of them. EVERYONE was singing every word. I don't think I can describe what that feeling was like. It was a motherfucking spiritual experience, not kidding!
BRENDON: Right here, on my right side, is my buddy Dallon. *inappopriate touching for someone who was going for a casual half hug*
GUY BEHIND ME: DID BRENDON JUST GROPE THAT GUY?!
I had to refrain the urge to twist my head at the breaking point and scream: "DUDE, LEMME TELL YOU A THING OR FIFTY ABOUT BRENDON GROPING DUDES!", but I figured it was worth it.. He introduced everyone else. It was really cute.
The kid next to me was throwing the horns, but I told him to do the hand-heart-shape thing. (I'd seen him do it briefly during Sins, so I figured there were already some people doing the sign)
KID: Why?
ME: JUST DO IT! It's like... their unofficial logo, or something. Because of the 'reivent love thing! (I figured it'd take forever to explain to him the origins of the sign, so I just went with that).
Conveniently, their next song was Mad as Rabbits.
ME: DUDE, THIS IS TIME, OK? WHEN HE SINGS 'WE MUST REIVENT LOVE', YOU THROW THE HEART THING! SPREAD THE WORD!
And then we started to shout it to the ppl around us, and by the time he sang the first 'reinvent love', there were quit some people throwing the hearts. By the second time, Brendon looked so touched, he seemed on the verge of tears AND DID THE HEART THING TOO. THE KID NEXT TO ME AND I ALMOST DIED. IT WAS SO AMAZING!
I wish I could say a lot about the other guys, but my attention was mainly on Brendon. I can tell you that Spencer was as intense as ever, but would only smile whenever Brendon went to him. Which was often. And the smiling was blinding! *___________________*
Ian is fucking awesome. And so is Dallon (except, Dallon seems to suffer from the Ross Disease, and does not have any facial expressions. O_o). They should totally become permanent.
Unfortunately, I didn't take any pics because I didnt want to fuck up my camera. =/
Also: it stopped raining the exact second Panic left the stage, just so you know. ;D
In fewer words: best weekend of my life. I still can't believe it happened to me. It feels so surreal, like it was with someone else. Like I might wake up at any given moment and realize that was it just a dream. I haven't woken up yet. =D (*____________________*)
My throat, my feet and my calves are so fucking sore, I might've as well run a marathon in Alaska instead of attending a concert. I think I have the flu (luckily, not THE flu), and my voice is pretty raspy right about now.
I'm gonna preface this by saying that there's a lot about last night that I don't remember right now. I was almost passing out and, literally, the only thing that kept me conscious for that long was the prospect of Panic's performance and then the performance itself, so. Yeah, forgive me if some of the details will be missing. =/
My best friend, Thais (also, my motherfucking soul mate, who I love with all my heart, but who I might end up killing and making it look like a very painful accident, someday), came to see me this weekend. I was thrilled because we don't get to see each other as often as we should and having her around is always a lot of fun, but I was kind of apprehensive, because this was the Maquinaria Festival's weekend.
I basically begged Thais to come with me to the concert, but she had to work Monday morning, and. Okay, not fair of me to demand that from her, when I didn't have to work until 6h15PM today.
We decided that we'd spend most of the Saturday together and then Sunday morning we'd take the bus+subway together, but I'd head for the Chácara do Jockey (venue) and she'd go to the Paulista Av, to meet with another friend of hers.
ME: Tha, are you sure you want to leave the house with me? 'Cause I wanna leave pretty early. Like, 8AM I want to be on the bus.
THAIS: Don't worry, Má. I'm an early bird.
We went out for drinks that night, had blast and got home (somewhat wasted, I gotta say) around 2-something AM.
ME: Thais, maybe you should sleep for a little longer. I'll still leave early, but you have no reason to be up before noon tomorrow.
THAIS: Pfft, shut up, Má. We're still leaving together.
ME: Oookay, then. 'Night.
The next morning she took over an hour to get ready. (¬_¬).
I got to the venue around 12PM, or something. The VIP SECTION line was pretty huge (LOOKED NOTHING LIKE A VIP SECTION TO ME, BTW), and I facepalmed so hard I thought my forehead would have a permanent print of my hand, not kidding.
There were a lot of kids there that were definitely Evanescence fans, and several other kids wearing Dir En Grey shirts, but as far as I could tell, I was the only there for Panic. Which bummed a little, ngl.
The bands were soundchecking at that point, and there was a very insistent drumming going on. It felt basically like background noise, because everyone was so eager to go in already, but it was soothing, mostly. It was when Brendon's voice echoed loud and I saw the entire block flail and girls screaming (one of them, next to me, was on the verge of tears and said "OMG. BRENDON AND I ARE ONLY SEPARATED BY A WALL!), that I realized I wasn't alone after all. (it was hilarious).
When finally, FINALLY, we got in, there was already quite the crowd at the rail. At that moment it should've occurred to me that trying to go for the rail would be suicidal, but all I could think of was: "I want to watch that performance from as close to the stage as possible!"
I'd met a kid at the line and he was super nice. He said he some experience with squirming his way through crowds to get to the rail, so he asked me to grab on to his shirt and he'd take me there. He didn't lie, but he also failed to mention we'd go through hell and back again. LOL
The Festival's line up was:
Duff McKagan'a Loaded;
Dir En Grey
Panic!
Evanescence.
Even if there were a lot of Panic's fans out there, it was NOTHING compared to Dir En Grey's fanbase. I was baffled, 'cause I'd never even heard of the band up until the Festival, and they were so big here. O__o
Also, they were the sannest there. LOL. They were all poised and some of them even rolled their eyes at the costumes the Evanescene fans were wearing and stuff. Also, they were very practical. Most of them were all: "What band are you here for?" FAN: "Panic/Evanescence.", DEGFAN: "Ok, I'm only here for Dir En Grey. If you step back and let me get closer to the stage I'll gtfo after their performance and you can get closer to the rail, what do you say?"
Best part? It worked. LOL
Duff McKagan's Loaded was pretty good! Their set was short and all, but they had a lot of energy and were super nice to the crowd, and virtually no one knew who they were, but we were still clapping and screaming to some of the things they said. It was super fun.Then came Dir En Grey, and shit. I thought people were gonna die.
At that point, the kid I'd met at the line had taken me reasonably closer to the stage, but it seemed like every tall person at the venue was standing RIGHT. IN FRONT. OF ME. It was unbearably hot at the core of the crowd, and the weather wasn't helping. It'd been promising rain all day, but nothing happened. And, fuck. Rain would've been really appreciated. D=
Now here's something stupid: I'd barely slept the two days prior to the Festival. I'd drunk the night before, and hadnt eaten anything all day (I'd had some orange juice and a slice of cake for breakfast, but that had been at 10AM. Dir en Grey went up on the stage around 6PM), barely drunk enough water (the price of the water was a fucking rip off, but I would've gladly paid for it, if I'd been able to reach for my pocket. T_____T I was pressed agaisnt so many ppl, I couldn't move at all), and the steamy heat of the crowd was seriously impossible to take. I almost passed out there. The only thing that kept me conscious was the fact that I knew I was gonna get pulled out of the pit if I so much as closed my eyes.
Dir En Grey's set was intense. Their fans were ~poised, but the guys onstage were supernatural, not kidding. They didn't even take a break to breathe! It was one song right after the other! I think I would've enjoyed their performance better if I a) could understand what they were singing [it wasn't neither English or Japanese. It was the singer's made up language] and b) wasn't fighting to keep myself conscious. LOL
Just as they were leaving the stage, the bassist goes and throws his sweaty towel to the crowd. And then all hell broke loose. All the fans' composure went flying out the window and they pushed to get the fucking towel. A girl was bended awkwardly by the crowd and almost broke her neck. ALL OF THAT, BECAUSE OF A MOTHERFUCKING, GROSS, SWEATY PIECE OF CLOTH. I WAS SO PISSED I SAW RED.
Thankfully, I wasnt the only one. Everyone not-Dir En Grey was cursing and pushing back to get some stability again, but the other fucktards were still trying to get the fucking piece of sweaty cloth, and then someone roared: "BACK THE FUCK OFF, MOTHERFUCKERS! THERE'S A HURT GIRL HERE!", and after what felt like an eternity, they started to back off long enough for the girl bend back to a natural angle and the medics to pull her out of the pit.
There were four guys (two gay couples from Rio. They were fighting as dirty as I was to get to the rail, but they were so awesome. AND SO CUTE! One of them, the one pratically sharing the same space as me, kept petting his bf's hair and I swear I could've died from the cute) standing on my left and a really tall guy on my right, who'd been there for Dir En Grey. The kid on my left goes: "Honey, we're gonna die now."
He was so. Right.
The techs came to take away DEG's instruments and set up Panic's. When Zack came onstage ppl started to lose their shit. Some girls were actually begging him to save them (i.e.: get'em closer to the rail). It was hilarious, but half a second later the crowd started to push again and I was getting farther and farther from the stage. And I was all: "I CANT BELIVE I WENT THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT AND NOW I WON'T GET TO SEE THEM UP CLOSE. T_____________T". The tall DEG guy on my right took pity on me and was like: "Grab on to me, I'll try to get you in front of me." After some squirming and elbowing (from other ppl against us), he did actually get me pretty close to the stage (and was extra nice as to let me hang on to him, so I wouldnt lose my footing) but I was still somewhat pressed shoulder to shoulder to the kid who'd announced our iminent death. Physics DID not apply last night.
This is where I was standing:
There was literally, like, two ppl in front of me.
Some girls started to scream Ian's name and looked just in time to see him jumping up and down (he was warming up). It was so adorable. LOL. And then we all felt something magical: the first drops of rain!
KID NEXT TO ME: OMG. THAT'S DIVINE INTERVENTION FOR PANIC'S FANS!
And I'll grudgingly admit it took me forever to get the reference. LOL. But I was dying, so. (>.>)
As soon as Brendon bounced to the stage (and I do mean bounced), followed closely by the other guys (who were not bouncing, btw), the crowd just about roared. That was also the convenient second it started to really rain. It was beautiful and I thought I was gonna die from sheer relief.
They sang the first song (I honestly don't remember which one was it.), and then it rained harder. Tall Guy says "Tough break, kid. They might cancel the show.", but they played the entire song and right after that, Brendon grabbed his keyboard set and moved it farther from the edge, helped by some of the sound techs and Zack. They did the same for the mic stands and the show went on. Brendon actually went back to the edge of the stage when the next song started, opened his arms wide up and welcomed the rain hitting him, like that was the best experience for him ever. BEAUTIFUL, YOU GUYS.
Now here's an important note about last night: the other bands were really good. Brazilian crowds are naturally loud and animated (we're a passionate ppl, yo) and all. But NOT ONE. OF THEM drew from the crowd the reaction Panic did. 'Epic' doesn't begin to describe. Not even Evanescence - WHO WERE THE MOTHERFUCKING HEADLINING BAND - managed to cause the sensation Panic did. Everyone was just so into it! Singing every word of every song, screaming whenever Brendon lifted the mic to his mouth to say anything, waving, clapping, screaming the guys' names (including Ian's and Dallon's), and Brendon pretty much looked like he was gonna cry from happiness. *______________________*
The banter was quite interesting. Here's what I remember/was able to hear (I'm not kidding when I tell you the screaming was eardrums-piercing):
BRENDON: I just had my first brazilian caipirinha today.
CROWD: OOOOOOHHHHAAYSKDJSKDAJSAKDJA!!!
BRENDON: And I gotta tell you: way better than the one they make in America.
ME: DAMN RIGHT IT IS! (but he obviously didn't hear it).
BRENDON: And the people are lot more beautiful, too. Really!
CROWD: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!.
BRENDON: This next song is about having too many caipirinhas.
CROWD: *screams*
BRENDON: *moves to his keyboard set* Yeah, this is what happnes when you drink too many caipirinhas.
(the song in question was Nine in the Afternoon)
BRENDON: Is it still raining?.
CROWD: *piss their panties* YEAH!
BRENDON: Fuck! I'm all wet.
CROWD: SIKJDALKSJAKDJALKSDJAKDJALKAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
BRENDON: Hey, speaking of wet. Our next song is pretty much about sex. Also about being betrayed and have a good laugh/time (ppl were screaming so hard, I couldnt really pick up what said after 'good' and then quieted down to let him finish). But it's mostly about sex.
(The song was Lying).
BRENDON: It's really slippery here. I have to be careful, or I'll just slip and fall, and then I'll die. (he did with impersontions of how he might die and all. The kid next to me was like: "AWWWNNN. SO CUTE! *____*)
BRENDON: IM GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHING - AND I SWEAR IM NOT FUCKING LYING - THIS IS OUR BEST SHOW WE EVER PLAYED! WE'VE BEEN PLAYING LIVE FOR FIVE YEARS NOW, AND THIS IS THE BEST! WE'LL DEFINITELY BE COMING BACK, IF YOU'LL HAVE US, FOR SURE! *something I didn't pick up* SÃO PAULO, EU TE AMO! (and the way he said it, guys. You could TELL he was being honest. I was half expecting him to start crying, he actually had stars for eyes)
CROWD: *EPIC SCREAMING*
BRENDON: But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. This is gonna be our last song, I hope you enjoyed it! Stick around for Evanescence (or something along those lines)! We'll be watching them as well!
BRENDON: Who's here for Evanescence?
CROWD: ASKDJASLDJASLDKJASLKDAJSDLAISJDASKDALKDASJKDBASKJGASFKJASHDAJSH!!!!!!!!!!
BRENDON: ...O_o. Wow! =D I don't know their sound, but even I am excited to watch their set!
KID NEXT TO ME: HE'S ~EXCITED!
ME: I KNOW!
BRENDON: When we're done here, we're gonna go out to drink and celebrate. Who's gonna come with us?
CROWD: *obligatory screaming, because. Urie, COME ON.*
But nothing compared to Sins. We were all obviously expecting that song to cause a stronger reaction and everything, but that shit was EPIC! Like, there are dead ancient greeks writing an epic poem about that right about now, I swear!
BRENDON: So possibly... this song might the reason we're over here. This song - I'm just gonna cut right to it, is called I Write Sins, Not Tragedies. I hope you know it.
CROWD: *on top of Brendon's words* *MOTHERFUCKING ROARING GOING ON*
Everyone was singing. The THOUSANDS of ppl there, all of them. EVERYONE was singing every word. I don't think I can describe what that feeling was like. It was a motherfucking spiritual experience, not kidding!
BRENDON: Right here, on my right side, is my buddy Dallon. *inappopriate touching for someone who was going for a casual half hug*
GUY BEHIND ME: DID BRENDON JUST GROPE THAT GUY?!
I had to refrain the urge to twist my head at the breaking point and scream: "DUDE, LEMME TELL YOU A THING OR FIFTY ABOUT BRENDON GROPING DUDES!", but I figured it was worth it.. He introduced everyone else. It was really cute.
The kid next to me was throwing the horns, but I told him to do the hand-heart-shape thing. (I'd seen him do it briefly during Sins, so I figured there were already some people doing the sign)
KID: Why?
ME: JUST DO IT! It's like... their unofficial logo, or something. Because of the 'reivent love thing! (I figured it'd take forever to explain to him the origins of the sign, so I just went with that).
Conveniently, their next song was Mad as Rabbits.
ME: DUDE, THIS IS TIME, OK? WHEN HE SINGS 'WE MUST REIVENT LOVE', YOU THROW THE HEART THING! SPREAD THE WORD!
And then we started to shout it to the ppl around us, and by the time he sang the first 'reinvent love', there were quit some people throwing the hearts. By the second time, Brendon looked so touched, he seemed on the verge of tears AND DID THE HEART THING TOO. THE KID NEXT TO ME AND I ALMOST DIED. IT WAS SO AMAZING!
I wish I could say a lot about the other guys, but my attention was mainly on Brendon. I can tell you that Spencer was as intense as ever, but would only smile whenever Brendon went to him. Which was often. And the smiling was blinding! *___________________*
Ian is fucking awesome. And so is Dallon (except, Dallon seems to suffer from the Ross Disease, and does not have any facial expressions. O_o). They should totally become permanent.
Unfortunately, I didn't take any pics because I didnt want to fuck up my camera. =/
Also: it stopped raining the exact second Panic left the stage, just so you know. ;D
In fewer words: best weekend of my life. I still can't believe it happened to me. It feels so surreal, like it was with someone else. Like I might wake up at any given moment and realize that was it just a dream. I haven't woken up yet. =D (*____________________*)