Underoath Show!
Tonight's show was FUCKING AMAZING!!! Best show I've ever been to. Underoath is my favorite band, so I went fucking crazy during their set. It's was great cuz I was pretty much front and center.
Before the show started I first met up with Juliana and Cassie. Then I hung out with Sidney (Lee) and his wife, Tiffany, after I got in. Sid left the front to go up on the balcony, and then I met up with an old MySpace friend of mine, Brittani, and we pretty much rocked out with out cocks out the whole night (metaphorically speaking).
Spitfire, As Cities Burn, & Poison the Well all put on great shows, but it was hard to enjoy them because there was a lot of unnecessary rough pushing going on. I'm sore from trying to push back. It was so hot because everyone was squished together in the front which almost caused me to throw up from being overheated, but I shook it off.
Then it was finally time for Underoath to take the stage. I was so pumped & I wasn't going to let anyone ruin this for me so I went fucking crazy on the floor. I screamed my lungs out 'til I was hoarse, I jumped around like a maniac or a fool (pick one), and shook my sweaty hair all over. I was shedding at the same time and kept having to pull hairs out of my mouth. I was so overwhelmed to see my favorite band I think I almost wept, but of course I didn't, hah.
Note: This was actually my second Underoath show, with the first being Taste of Chaos 2005 in Orlando when I went with Meriwether, but at that time I didn't listen to Underoath so I didn't pay much attention to their set (I sold Meriwether merch instead).
At the end of the show I got beamed in the head by Aaron's drumstick and I gave it to Brittani (well actually she caught it after it bounced off my head, but I'll just say I caught it). I have a bump on my head now because of that. I talked to Tim after the show for all of maybe 20 seconds, but it felt great to shake his hand. I drank an ass load of water before I left because I was so hot. By the time the show was over I was soaked from head to toe with sweat (I'm not exaggerating).
Then, to end the whole thing, as I got back to my car (five hours later, mind you) I saw my trunk was still open from when I moved my CDs and CD player back there to prevent it from being STOLEN. Upon inspection, a miracle took place and nothing was removed from the trunk. I don't know how the fuck I pulled that off in NEW FUCKIN' ORLEANS! I guess God was thanking me for going see Underoath (they're a religious band for those of you who don't know that). I am Agnostic (I just really love their music), but sometimes little miracles can still happen to you.
Before the show started I first met up with Juliana and Cassie. Then I hung out with Sidney (Lee) and his wife, Tiffany, after I got in. Sid left the front to go up on the balcony, and then I met up with an old MySpace friend of mine, Brittani, and we pretty much rocked out with out cocks out the whole night (metaphorically speaking).
Spitfire, As Cities Burn, & Poison the Well all put on great shows, but it was hard to enjoy them because there was a lot of unnecessary rough pushing going on. I'm sore from trying to push back. It was so hot because everyone was squished together in the front which almost caused me to throw up from being overheated, but I shook it off.
Then it was finally time for Underoath to take the stage. I was so pumped & I wasn't going to let anyone ruin this for me so I went fucking crazy on the floor. I screamed my lungs out 'til I was hoarse, I jumped around like a maniac or a fool (pick one), and shook my sweaty hair all over. I was shedding at the same time and kept having to pull hairs out of my mouth. I was so overwhelmed to see my favorite band I think I almost wept, but of course I didn't, hah.
Note: This was actually my second Underoath show, with the first being Taste of Chaos 2005 in Orlando when I went with Meriwether, but at that time I didn't listen to Underoath so I didn't pay much attention to their set (I sold Meriwether merch instead).
At the end of the show I got beamed in the head by Aaron's drumstick and I gave it to Brittani (well actually she caught it after it bounced off my head, but I'll just say I caught it). I have a bump on my head now because of that. I talked to Tim after the show for all of maybe 20 seconds, but it felt great to shake his hand. I drank an ass load of water before I left because I was so hot. By the time the show was over I was soaked from head to toe with sweat (I'm not exaggerating).
Then, to end the whole thing, as I got back to my car (five hours later, mind you) I saw my trunk was still open from when I moved my CDs and CD player back there to prevent it from being STOLEN. Upon inspection, a miracle took place and nothing was removed from the trunk. I don't know how the fuck I pulled that off in NEW FUCKIN' ORLEANS! I guess God was thanking me for going see Underoath (they're a religious band for those of you who don't know that). I am Agnostic (I just really love their music), but sometimes little miracles can still happen to you.