fi's tale of awesomeness. of the past 72 hours. also sun god festival. ucsd 05.12.06
i know that the mcr primer isn't up yet. but... we represented dyw. you can skip my rambling about the concert and the day if you wish and just get straight to the pictures and vids... go for it.
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jesus christ. lord almighty. so lil brother and i got to L.A. at like 2.30am.
bless callsigns's heart she stayed up and waited. brother was knocked the fuck out once he laid out on the air mattress. me and jessa stayed up and i made her watch b-sides [the fall out boy dvd]. we squee’d over patrick and pete and the speech impediments of the entire band. there was much fangirling over the patrick dances.
we went to bed at like 4.30
and got up at 6.30.
and we were on the road to san diego by 7.30.
got to san diego by 10.30 that's with traffic and one long detour to find a bathroom. i ended up using the bathroom at the food court at the irvine center mall. funnily enough jessa needed to know how to get there... as she's at weenie roast today (seeing tai, p!@td, afi, and rhcp). so... serendipitous my peeing was.
got to SD. met sandwich_armada who is... ADORABLE. and her friend N. and sandwich_armada’s bf d.
sandwich_armada and i fangirled over our buttons. she'd put her dyw buttons on her bag too. we both had 'will punch you in the face!' and leelurah rides one...
but yes... so we get to the venue after a quick food stop. where bible passages were discussed over golden calf meat at In n Out. then to UCSD. we park. get tix from L's friend who actually goes to UCSD. and we head toward the field.
there were 3 lanes to start with. there is a trio of girls there already with their stuff in the center lane. so we put our stuff behind theirs. they tell us that we can put our stuff in front of the other lanes because that way we can be first too. so we do. this will be important later.
so... where the lines are set up... it's like this platform/breezeway with stairs that lead down to the field... but it's wound around the rec building. so we're lined up sort of outside the rec building on the breezeway. there are a couple of staff there, setting up. but we pretty much had free reign over the breezeway. no one told us not to go anywhere. just not down the field.
this is important because from the breeze way... YOU CAN SEE THE MAIN STAGE
as you can see it from the back as the screen is mesh, scrim basically.
and guess who was soundchecking? oh yes. it would be ray toro and gerard
so ray's wearing [yes, i remembered.] a gray sweater with red stripes down the arms. and his hair? out of control. because really that's the only way to tell who he is from a distance. and Gerard? Holy fuck. black motor cycle type jacket, jeans and black boots
so i'm watching and it's... surreal you know?
and gerard finishes soundchecking for a bit and Worm walks him off stage hands him some coffee and he walks around to the front of the stage to check out the sound. he goes and hugs this little kid [who i later find out is not a little kid, but a fan with disabilities]. they talk. and we can all see this... because we've got aerial perspective
and while gerard's talking to the kid/guy. bob's sound checking. and kinda made an embarassing sound, but yes. ray n bob on stage
then gerard and worm walk back toward the tunnel. they have to walk around the big trailer and through this little pathway... leading to right in front of us. it's n, me, and jessa and i'm there with my camera and i have no shame. so i smile all big and wave.
And he grinned. just ear to ear, nose crinkle, and waved back.
i seriously had my moment. i did not get a picture of the wave. that made me sad. but... he waved. to me!
okay so more soundcheck. mikey arrives. and frank do as well.
so the entire band is there together. and they're soundchecking songs.
during a break between songs... Gerard SINGS LABYRINTH. but HE SANG IT. and jessa got all excited. and i wanted to scream, "sing dance magic dance!" but i didn't. i controlled myself. So they go into the next song and mikey's playing bass... and then he goes to sit down on the bench... keeps playing. then tucks a leg under him. keeps playing. then ends up sitting cross legged. then gerard goes and sits next to him.
jessa and i had a moment.
and i called the best friend at one point. and EL. and i tried calling other people but no one picked up. and i was sad. but... BUT. n said, “i wonder if you can get a better angle on seeing the other side of teh stage if you go all the way down..."
so... again no shame. so i went. i actually, uh, skipped... mind you i was working on 2 hours of sleep and a rockstar and two nutrigrain bars
i was on my 2nd wind or something. so i'm there and i'm like... "oh look frank!"
and yeah so i was on the other side watching frank. and taking pictures.
they're tiny little dots for the most part. but yes. i made arrows on my pictures
they did the new songs. WHICH THEY DIDN'T PLAY AT THE SHOW. so we got to hear them.
and then Gerard starting singing a song about drinking blood that no one knew. Ray is all, "Are you just making shit up now?" then Gerard says, "Yeah. So?" (this might be a little wrong. As I’m still kinda sleepy. You can ask jessa or sandwich_armada
so several times during soundcheck. Bob jumps off stage and hops the barrier and runs to the sound booth. because... he is Sound Guy
so sound check ends. and Bob jumps off stage again. and Frank and Ray and Gerard are left on stage. i don't know where Mikey went. i lost him.
Then Bob starts this whole conversation about someone wants to get rid of his ibook, and if frank wants to buy it for 2 Gs. and Frank is talking to Bob through the mic on stage while Bob is in the sound booth and Ray starts in too. and there are lots of "bullshits, "fuckers:, "motherfuckers", and "fucks". they totally geeked out. they were talking about capabilities.
and i think at one point i said, "someone's going to write some CompUSA AU from this shit."
mikey reappears. and mikey, ray, and bob are wandering off stage
and i'm running back back to the breezeway where l and n are. jessa hand snuck down the stairs on the other side and was watching from the side side, but she was walking back up. so i was going to wait for her.
and jessa's all, "go ahead. run."
so i ran. and i kinda stutter stopped above the tunnel entrance camera in hand. and i went, "oh. dude. ray's looking at me. do something. wave!"
so i waved and smiled
and he waved and smiled back.
and i took a stalkery type vid of them walking under me... into the tunnel
and ray's arguing with bob about something
so 2/5s of the band waved and smiled at me.
they were talking about going to kinkos and while i was walking back. frankie wandered off stage and toward the van. wearing all black, with his backpack, and he's... uh, got some big feet there. for a little dude.
sooo more waiting. lots of waiting. all excited because soundcheck and we're in the front. so staff comes out, and they start making more lanes. and by the time lines are about to open [we'd gotten there around 11ish. they opened doors at 4.30]. they'd said it was the last two rows were for tix holders. we were in the second to last line. so we were first. but the first group of girls that were there before us had to go line up in the first line... no longer first. yeah it sucked for them and there was a gross secuirty guard and they got marines from camp pendleton to volunteer to be security.
you will see lots of them in my pictures. so l and i are first in line. gates open, and we RUN down there and we get front row. up against the barrier. saving places for jessa and n and d. though not like we had to.
no one else was running. it was sad - funny sad.
and bands play blah blah. some good bands actually. lots of scream-o hardcore bands on the smaller stage and some of the better ones on the main stage. i was feeling not so good the entire day because of lack of sleep and crap food and travel
so standing up for... uh... 6ish hours at the barrier was not too much fun, but for mcr... i will do stupid shit. fandom payment, yo
things didn't start to get crazy till one of the local bands from pasadena came on Asma or Osma or something. and they were good. but i was just like... "Where's MCR? I'm tired." they started a pit during a cover of the Tetris theme while Esma/Isma was on because at this festival, there was a fair in the plaza, where they served alcohol
so drunk fuckers and crowd surfers. being front row is great... except for the getting kicked in the head and getting mashed up against the metal barrier.
and it got super crazy when Cypress Hill came on, and they went on forever, and there was the pushing. and the smoking of weed and i was just not feeling good at all.
poor jessa was trying to be nice and let these girls get in front of her because she didn't care about Cypress Hill. Due to the pushing and such, she ended up losing her front row status.
now jessa was not a BIG fan as of yet and she kept asking, "tell me this is worth it."
and i would say, "dude, it's worth it. i promise you. seriously. I PROMISE YOU."
and there's a drunk bitch next to d, who is protecting his girlfriend l.
oh! no use for a name was on. and the boys were watching their friends from the side stage.
and while they were setting up for MCR, alicia and some other girl came and sat on the stage. and she was wearing the sweatshirt.
so we wait. we get pushed. people are letting people out. so i'm getting kicked in the head about every 10 or 15 minutes. by the time MCR came on? i couldn't SEE any clear space around me. that's how packed it was. all pressed up against the barrier
THEN BOB CAME OUT TO GET BEHIND HIS DRUMS
and i lost my shit
and then the show started. and... i couldn't tell you the set list. i had this grand idea i'd write the set list on my arm. but no way to move my arms down.
i managed to get my phone out during the last three songs. to call people.
so videos were taken, and they're not bad. they're not great as i was getting pushed and such during the whole thing and you can hear me screaming/singing and cursing at the people shoving
by the end of the concert jessa had become a jessa backpack. i was like, "dude, don't let go." you will get hurt.
so i'm taking pictures, and vid, and my batteries die about 4 songs till the end
but one of the best parts is when i hear jessa go, "oh, fi." and i look back and grin and go, "Welcome to fandom, honey."
and sometime later she goes, "oh. frank." and i later I ask... "have we converted you to the frank?" "oh. i'm a believer."
but yes. mikey looked hot. frank was fuckin'... just FRANK on stage. and he spit spitwater at me. Twice.
that's how close i was. we were. we threw up dyw during ghost of you. with the guys in the background. and i'm blanking. but yes... lots of gerard sashaying on stage. and jazz hands... and he commanded us to do jazz hands with him. licking the mic. and he touches Toro in one of the vids. like clasps his shoulder. and apparently in INOK Frank and Gerard share a secret smile according to l. and l... when she was crying during Helena Mikey gave her "concernedface".
and when i had gotten kicked in the NECK by a crowd surfer. i was all wincy faced and trying to take video and Mikey stared at me for a long time and kinda frowned.
he has emotions! look!
and i didn't take a lot of pictures of ray, because he was far from me. i have some pretty decent frank pictures. gerard rubbed his crotch a lot. mikey came up to the front a lot. and bob... oh bob. he was moving so much i couldn't get a decent picture of him.
at the end of the show i got the worst of it. some big ol guy was trying to get out. got heaved up and then he came down hard... on my head and my cheekbone glanced off the barrier. so uhm. my face hurts and my neck does too.
mental note- steal parents camera for the panic show.
In long, i love them all. just solidifies my love.
Now some short points -I know this post was long, but hold on…
Remember how we were there ass early? Gerard shout out-ed to the early people. And I threw up my hand and yelled, “that was fuckin’ us!”
And yes.
Now pictures and vids.
Share the pictures and vids. Not the links. credit is nice. but i'm all about the sharing. so if you say, "dude, it's from that one chick on lj." that's fine. heh. so yes. don't eat up unnecessary bandwith. thank you kindly.
click on the picture to get it all big and stuff.
-so this would be our vantage point from the breezeway. i drew arrows to be helpful. heh.
-so this looks like the same picture. but i have it twice. so maybe it is. then again i am suffering from neck pain and lack of sleep.
-worm got gerard coffee.
-gerard loves his starbucks.
-why yes. i do feel like stalkerazzi.
-this would be taken right AFTER he smiled and waved at me.
-yes. that is frank.
-i know ya'll are loving the arrows.
-n, l, and d to the far end... waiting. as we did a lot of that day.
-motherfreakin' front row. and i'm sitting on the floor taking the photo. this is way before it got cray-zah-hee
-better than soundcrash. pretty little wee british boys.
-another of the band. the bassist and the drummer this time.
-and another of the lead guitarist/singer. i thought he looked like a minature gale harrod.
-j and me sitting down at the barrier. in our clan gear. represent, yo. and don't ask why i thought i should pull the hood up to look like the little match girl. check out the sexy sunburn on me. woo.
-ahahaha. i look comepletely tired or stoned. as does j. then again. this was post-cypress hill performance.
-i call this j and fi dywgirls squee. yeah. i look fuckin' tired. i know. 2 hours of sleep ya'll. 2 hours. and please no making fun of my single dimple.
-i call this dywgirls plus d. heh. d with n next to him l in front of him and you know the two jokers in the front. we are all made of dorksomeness. check out how enthused d is to be there. and how dumb drunk chick looks...
-just testing out the gang signnage. hah. signnage.
-a supremely shitty picture of alicia and friend sitting on the stage.
-i call this picture... "when fi loses her shit completely". aka BOB. haha i titled the picture "bobinhood". i make myself laugh.
-for those of us with the oral kink. i bring you frankie smoking.
-one of the few if any group shots i got of them. and it's blurry.
-mmmbob, mikey, and gerard. i always forget how little gerard is.
-same picture just the other side of it. i had to get ray in there.
-mikey rocking out tinged in red. bob backing him up. blurry, but this is a favourite of mine for some reason.
-gerard's crotch and thigh nicely highlighted. oh yes. and the toro in the corner. hehe.
-blurry mikey in red again. mikey in motion.
-i saw like 4 guys with the same gloves on.
-they brothers way with some bob thrown in. mmm.
-i love this picture. why? the spacing and the different levels of action in each of them.
-again. love this picture. just... yes. love. so much. gerard's ass is hiding bob. heh.
-okay the reason i am showing you this blurry picture is because those circley dots on the camera? that would be frank spit residue.
-this has got to be one of my favourite pictures i've taken from that night. maybe ever. heh. kneeling frankie. the lights. and i think I cropped it just right. *sigh*
-okay another favourite shot. just... i liked it so much i cropped it two different ways. hah.
-i really really like this shot. i just... i just do.
-j throwing up the d for our dyw. and yes. that'd be bob in the corner.
- me throwing up the y for our dyw. and that would be mikey and gerard on either side of my hand. well mikey's bass.
-l throwing up the w in the dyw. represent. and yes, that'd be ray.
-another panoramic type shot. love mikey in this.
-and then the love gets thrown over to gerard. and look there's bob's arm. heh.
-i call this aggro ways.
-can you tell i like these shots? frankie. mikey. bob. mmm.
-and while i know gerard is lovely. can we take a moment to discuss the mikey bob conversation going on behind him? thanks.
-and the reason i have this kinda blurry picture? because this is the only "gerard fellating the microphone" picture i have.
-throwing up the dyw post show.
zee vid files - to dl -> right click, save as. all avi files.
-i apologize in advance for the shakiness and the clipping. if it cuts out quickly and the segments are short it's because i am trying not to get pummelled any worse in the face by crowdsurfers. you can also hear my cursing in the background if you listen closely to a lot of the performance shots.
soundcheck-a one - what we saw with some background noise. me saying, "this is soundcheck."
thank you for the venom
soundcheck-a two
prison
and a guy asks me who this band is. and i tell him. pardon for the offkey singing along.
bob tries to get frank to buy an ibook
also event staff telling us about the lining up thing.
stalkerazzi
right after ray smiled and waved at me. apparently ray(?) or someone is upset at bob and wants him to talk to him.
thank you for the venom
-the gerard sashay and kick. heh.
thank you for the venom continued
-you see the gerard moves to the front. mikey backs up game.
cemetery drive
-gerard the front man does the forehead swipe.
cemetery drive continued
-and yes, i focused on frankie. the flail. i had to get it on here for posterity.
it's not a fashion statement
-sorry for the jerky camera movement. i believe that was when i get hit on the side of my head.
it's not a fashion statement continued
-just a short clip of frankie playing. sorry. i think i cut that one off early because i heard someone was being taken out and i was trying again to avoid getting hit in the head.
to the end
-again. avoiding the head smashing.
ghost of you
-uh. had to cut that one short because i was trying to take the picture of the dyw signnage.
the jetset life
-you can hear me singing. sorry. heh.
the jetset life continued
-i just mainly focus on the bob in that one. heh.
our lady of sorrows
-let's imagine what chaos was going on behind me. that is not me screaming. that is me cursing though.
our lady of sorrows continued
-hmmm ray toro should grab. quick like lightning emo mic tech jumping in to fix the stand. i think the only vid clip where i got the entire band in it. check out toro rocking the fuck out in the corner. and bob. let's not forget bob.
cross posted to... a bunch of places. yeahchemical, damnyouwentz, & my own lj.
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jesus christ. lord almighty. so lil brother and i got to L.A. at like 2.30am.
bless callsigns's heart she stayed up and waited. brother was knocked the fuck out once he laid out on the air mattress. me and jessa stayed up and i made her watch b-sides [the fall out boy dvd]. we squee’d over patrick and pete and the speech impediments of the entire band. there was much fangirling over the patrick dances.
we went to bed at like 4.30
and got up at 6.30.
and we were on the road to san diego by 7.30.
got to san diego by 10.30 that's with traffic and one long detour to find a bathroom. i ended up using the bathroom at the food court at the irvine center mall. funnily enough jessa needed to know how to get there... as she's at weenie roast today (seeing tai, p!@td, afi, and rhcp). so... serendipitous my peeing was.
got to SD. met sandwich_armada who is... ADORABLE. and her friend N. and sandwich_armada’s bf d.
sandwich_armada and i fangirled over our buttons. she'd put her dyw buttons on her bag too. we both had 'will punch you in the face!' and leelurah rides one...
but yes... so we get to the venue after a quick food stop. where bible passages were discussed over golden calf meat at In n Out. then to UCSD. we park. get tix from L's friend who actually goes to UCSD. and we head toward the field.
there were 3 lanes to start with. there is a trio of girls there already with their stuff in the center lane. so we put our stuff behind theirs. they tell us that we can put our stuff in front of the other lanes because that way we can be first too. so we do. this will be important later.
so... where the lines are set up... it's like this platform/breezeway with stairs that lead down to the field... but it's wound around the rec building. so we're lined up sort of outside the rec building on the breezeway. there are a couple of staff there, setting up. but we pretty much had free reign over the breezeway. no one told us not to go anywhere. just not down the field.
this is important because from the breeze way... YOU CAN SEE THE MAIN STAGE
as you can see it from the back as the screen is mesh, scrim basically.
and guess who was soundchecking? oh yes. it would be ray toro and gerard
so ray's wearing [yes, i remembered.] a gray sweater with red stripes down the arms. and his hair? out of control. because really that's the only way to tell who he is from a distance. and Gerard? Holy fuck. black motor cycle type jacket, jeans and black boots
so i'm watching and it's... surreal you know?
and gerard finishes soundchecking for a bit and Worm walks him off stage hands him some coffee and he walks around to the front of the stage to check out the sound. he goes and hugs this little kid [who i later find out is not a little kid, but a fan with disabilities]. they talk. and we can all see this... because we've got aerial perspective
and while gerard's talking to the kid/guy. bob's sound checking. and kinda made an embarassing sound, but yes. ray n bob on stage
then gerard and worm walk back toward the tunnel. they have to walk around the big trailer and through this little pathway... leading to right in front of us. it's n, me, and jessa and i'm there with my camera and i have no shame. so i smile all big and wave.
And he grinned. just ear to ear, nose crinkle, and waved back.
i seriously had my moment. i did not get a picture of the wave. that made me sad. but... he waved. to me!
okay so more soundcheck. mikey arrives. and frank do as well.
so the entire band is there together. and they're soundchecking songs.
during a break between songs... Gerard SINGS LABYRINTH. but HE SANG IT. and jessa got all excited. and i wanted to scream, "sing dance magic dance!" but i didn't. i controlled myself. So they go into the next song and mikey's playing bass... and then he goes to sit down on the bench... keeps playing. then tucks a leg under him. keeps playing. then ends up sitting cross legged. then gerard goes and sits next to him.
jessa and i had a moment.
and i called the best friend at one point. and EL. and i tried calling other people but no one picked up. and i was sad. but... BUT. n said, “i wonder if you can get a better angle on seeing the other side of teh stage if you go all the way down..."
so... again no shame. so i went. i actually, uh, skipped... mind you i was working on 2 hours of sleep and a rockstar and two nutrigrain bars
i was on my 2nd wind or something. so i'm there and i'm like... "oh look frank!"
and yeah so i was on the other side watching frank. and taking pictures.
they're tiny little dots for the most part. but yes. i made arrows on my pictures
they did the new songs. WHICH THEY DIDN'T PLAY AT THE SHOW. so we got to hear them.
and then Gerard starting singing a song about drinking blood that no one knew. Ray is all, "Are you just making shit up now?" then Gerard says, "Yeah. So?" (this might be a little wrong. As I’m still kinda sleepy. You can ask jessa or sandwich_armada
so several times during soundcheck. Bob jumps off stage and hops the barrier and runs to the sound booth. because... he is Sound Guy
so sound check ends. and Bob jumps off stage again. and Frank and Ray and Gerard are left on stage. i don't know where Mikey went. i lost him.
Then Bob starts this whole conversation about someone wants to get rid of his ibook, and if frank wants to buy it for 2 Gs. and Frank is talking to Bob through the mic on stage while Bob is in the sound booth and Ray starts in too. and there are lots of "bullshits, "fuckers:, "motherfuckers", and "fucks". they totally geeked out. they were talking about capabilities.
and i think at one point i said, "someone's going to write some CompUSA AU from this shit."
mikey reappears. and mikey, ray, and bob are wandering off stage
and i'm running back back to the breezeway where l and n are. jessa hand snuck down the stairs on the other side and was watching from the side side, but she was walking back up. so i was going to wait for her.
and jessa's all, "go ahead. run."
so i ran. and i kinda stutter stopped above the tunnel entrance camera in hand. and i went, "oh. dude. ray's looking at me. do something. wave!"
so i waved and smiled
and he waved and smiled back.
and i took a stalkery type vid of them walking under me... into the tunnel
and ray's arguing with bob about something
so 2/5s of the band waved and smiled at me.
they were talking about going to kinkos and while i was walking back. frankie wandered off stage and toward the van. wearing all black, with his backpack, and he's... uh, got some big feet there. for a little dude.
sooo more waiting. lots of waiting. all excited because soundcheck and we're in the front. so staff comes out, and they start making more lanes. and by the time lines are about to open [we'd gotten there around 11ish. they opened doors at 4.30]. they'd said it was the last two rows were for tix holders. we were in the second to last line. so we were first. but the first group of girls that were there before us had to go line up in the first line... no longer first. yeah it sucked for them and there was a gross secuirty guard and they got marines from camp pendleton to volunteer to be security.
you will see lots of them in my pictures. so l and i are first in line. gates open, and we RUN down there and we get front row. up against the barrier. saving places for jessa and n and d. though not like we had to.
no one else was running. it was sad - funny sad.
and bands play blah blah. some good bands actually. lots of scream-o hardcore bands on the smaller stage and some of the better ones on the main stage. i was feeling not so good the entire day because of lack of sleep and crap food and travel
so standing up for... uh... 6ish hours at the barrier was not too much fun, but for mcr... i will do stupid shit. fandom payment, yo
things didn't start to get crazy till one of the local bands from pasadena came on Asma or Osma or something. and they were good. but i was just like... "Where's MCR? I'm tired." they started a pit during a cover of the Tetris theme while Esma/Isma was on because at this festival, there was a fair in the plaza, where they served alcohol
so drunk fuckers and crowd surfers. being front row is great... except for the getting kicked in the head and getting mashed up against the metal barrier.
and it got super crazy when Cypress Hill came on, and they went on forever, and there was the pushing. and the smoking of weed and i was just not feeling good at all.
poor jessa was trying to be nice and let these girls get in front of her because she didn't care about Cypress Hill. Due to the pushing and such, she ended up losing her front row status.
now jessa was not a BIG fan as of yet and she kept asking, "tell me this is worth it."
and i would say, "dude, it's worth it. i promise you. seriously. I PROMISE YOU."
and there's a drunk bitch next to d, who is protecting his girlfriend l.
oh! no use for a name was on. and the boys were watching their friends from the side stage.
and while they were setting up for MCR, alicia and some other girl came and sat on the stage. and she was wearing the sweatshirt.
so we wait. we get pushed. people are letting people out. so i'm getting kicked in the head about every 10 or 15 minutes. by the time MCR came on? i couldn't SEE any clear space around me. that's how packed it was. all pressed up against the barrier
THEN BOB CAME OUT TO GET BEHIND HIS DRUMS
and i lost my shit
and then the show started. and... i couldn't tell you the set list. i had this grand idea i'd write the set list on my arm. but no way to move my arms down.
i managed to get my phone out during the last three songs. to call people.
so videos were taken, and they're not bad. they're not great as i was getting pushed and such during the whole thing and you can hear me screaming/singing and cursing at the people shoving
by the end of the concert jessa had become a jessa backpack. i was like, "dude, don't let go." you will get hurt.
so i'm taking pictures, and vid, and my batteries die about 4 songs till the end
but one of the best parts is when i hear jessa go, "oh, fi." and i look back and grin and go, "Welcome to fandom, honey."
and sometime later she goes, "oh. frank." and i later I ask... "have we converted you to the frank?" "oh. i'm a believer."
but yes. mikey looked hot. frank was fuckin'... just FRANK on stage. and he spit spitwater at me. Twice.
that's how close i was. we were. we threw up dyw during ghost of you. with the guys in the background. and i'm blanking. but yes... lots of gerard sashaying on stage. and jazz hands... and he commanded us to do jazz hands with him. licking the mic. and he touches Toro in one of the vids. like clasps his shoulder. and apparently in INOK Frank and Gerard share a secret smile according to l. and l... when she was crying during Helena Mikey gave her "concernedface".
and when i had gotten kicked in the NECK by a crowd surfer. i was all wincy faced and trying to take video and Mikey stared at me for a long time and kinda frowned.
he has emotions! look!
and i didn't take a lot of pictures of ray, because he was far from me. i have some pretty decent frank pictures. gerard rubbed his crotch a lot. mikey came up to the front a lot. and bob... oh bob. he was moving so much i couldn't get a decent picture of him.
at the end of the show i got the worst of it. some big ol guy was trying to get out. got heaved up and then he came down hard... on my head and my cheekbone glanced off the barrier. so uhm. my face hurts and my neck does too.
mental note- steal parents camera for the panic show.
In long, i love them all. just solidifies my love.
Now some short points -I know this post was long, but hold on…
Remember how we were there ass early? Gerard shout out-ed to the early people. And I threw up my hand and yelled, “that was fuckin’ us!”
And yes.
Now pictures and vids.
Share the pictures and vids. Not the links. credit is nice. but i'm all about the sharing. so if you say, "dude, it's from that one chick on lj." that's fine. heh. so yes. don't eat up unnecessary bandwith. thank you kindly.
click on the picture to get it all big and stuff.
-so this would be our vantage point from the breezeway. i drew arrows to be helpful. heh.
-so this looks like the same picture. but i have it twice. so maybe it is. then again i am suffering from neck pain and lack of sleep.
-worm got gerard coffee.
-gerard loves his starbucks.
-why yes. i do feel like stalkerazzi.
-this would be taken right AFTER he smiled and waved at me.
-yes. that is frank.
-i know ya'll are loving the arrows.
-n, l, and d to the far end... waiting. as we did a lot of that day.
-motherfreakin' front row. and i'm sitting on the floor taking the photo. this is way before it got cray-zah-hee
-better than soundcrash. pretty little wee british boys.
-another of the band. the bassist and the drummer this time.
-and another of the lead guitarist/singer. i thought he looked like a minature gale harrod.
-j and me sitting down at the barrier. in our clan gear. represent, yo. and don't ask why i thought i should pull the hood up to look like the little match girl. check out the sexy sunburn on me. woo.
-ahahaha. i look comepletely tired or stoned. as does j. then again. this was post-cypress hill performance.
-i call this j and fi dywgirls squee. yeah. i look fuckin' tired. i know. 2 hours of sleep ya'll. 2 hours. and please no making fun of my single dimple.
-i call this dywgirls plus d. heh. d with n next to him l in front of him and you know the two jokers in the front. we are all made of dorksomeness. check out how enthused d is to be there. and how dumb drunk chick looks...
-just testing out the gang signnage. hah. signnage.
-a supremely shitty picture of alicia and friend sitting on the stage.
-i call this picture... "when fi loses her shit completely". aka BOB. haha i titled the picture "bobinhood". i make myself laugh.
-for those of us with the oral kink. i bring you frankie smoking.
-one of the few if any group shots i got of them. and it's blurry.
-mmmbob, mikey, and gerard. i always forget how little gerard is.
-same picture just the other side of it. i had to get ray in there.
-mikey rocking out tinged in red. bob backing him up. blurry, but this is a favourite of mine for some reason.
-gerard's crotch and thigh nicely highlighted. oh yes. and the toro in the corner. hehe.
-blurry mikey in red again. mikey in motion.
-i saw like 4 guys with the same gloves on.
-they brothers way with some bob thrown in. mmm.
-i love this picture. why? the spacing and the different levels of action in each of them.
-again. love this picture. just... yes. love. so much. gerard's ass is hiding bob. heh.
-okay the reason i am showing you this blurry picture is because those circley dots on the camera? that would be frank spit residue.
-this has got to be one of my favourite pictures i've taken from that night. maybe ever. heh. kneeling frankie. the lights. and i think I cropped it just right. *sigh*
-okay another favourite shot. just... i liked it so much i cropped it two different ways. hah.
-i really really like this shot. i just... i just do.
-j throwing up the d for our dyw. and yes. that'd be bob in the corner.
- me throwing up the y for our dyw. and that would be mikey and gerard on either side of my hand. well mikey's bass.
-l throwing up the w in the dyw. represent. and yes, that'd be ray.
-another panoramic type shot. love mikey in this.
-and then the love gets thrown over to gerard. and look there's bob's arm. heh.
-i call this aggro ways.
-can you tell i like these shots? frankie. mikey. bob. mmm.
-and while i know gerard is lovely. can we take a moment to discuss the mikey bob conversation going on behind him? thanks.
-and the reason i have this kinda blurry picture? because this is the only "gerard fellating the microphone" picture i have.
-throwing up the dyw post show.
zee vid files - to dl -> right click, save as. all avi files.
-i apologize in advance for the shakiness and the clipping. if it cuts out quickly and the segments are short it's because i am trying not to get pummelled any worse in the face by crowdsurfers. you can also hear my cursing in the background if you listen closely to a lot of the performance shots.
soundcheck-a one - what we saw with some background noise. me saying, "this is soundcheck."
thank you for the venom
soundcheck-a two
prison
and a guy asks me who this band is. and i tell him. pardon for the offkey singing along.
bob tries to get frank to buy an ibook
also event staff telling us about the lining up thing.
stalkerazzi
right after ray smiled and waved at me. apparently ray(?) or someone is upset at bob and wants him to talk to him.
thank you for the venom
-the gerard sashay and kick. heh.
thank you for the venom continued
-you see the gerard moves to the front. mikey backs up game.
cemetery drive
-gerard the front man does the forehead swipe.
cemetery drive continued
-and yes, i focused on frankie. the flail. i had to get it on here for posterity.
it's not a fashion statement
-sorry for the jerky camera movement. i believe that was when i get hit on the side of my head.
it's not a fashion statement continued
-just a short clip of frankie playing. sorry. i think i cut that one off early because i heard someone was being taken out and i was trying again to avoid getting hit in the head.
to the end
-again. avoiding the head smashing.
ghost of you
-uh. had to cut that one short because i was trying to take the picture of the dyw signnage.
the jetset life
-you can hear me singing. sorry. heh.
the jetset life continued
-i just mainly focus on the bob in that one. heh.
our lady of sorrows
-let's imagine what chaos was going on behind me. that is not me screaming. that is me cursing though.
our lady of sorrows continued
-hmmm ray toro should grab. quick like lightning emo mic tech jumping in to fix the stand. i think the only vid clip where i got the entire band in it. check out toro rocking the fuck out in the corner. and bob. let's not forget bob.
cross posted to... a bunch of places. yeahchemical, damnyouwentz, & my own lj.