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So after RL being all "hahaha NO," I caught up on sleep and actually feeling like typing this shit out. And don't worry, in case you didn't already know, IT WAS AWESOME.
So we were entirely too far back for any type of good pictures - unless you wanted to see band members as big as your little finger on a computer screen, yeah, no - but it was still aammmazzing. I can't get over the fact that not only did I get to see Panic! and Fall Out Boy all at once, but I also attended Blink-182's reunion tour. I mean, OHMIGOD.
So I didn't have m&g because I'm not a member of ND yet because I'm ~lazy and ~poor and a lot of other things that I could put with ~s in front of them, but I'm too lazy to do that too.
So eddis64 (Caitlin), panicatthecobra (Ali), and I all were going together in Caitlin's amazing car - it buckles your seatbelts for you when you start the car! XD it's like 1994 - from Caitlin's house outside of Rochester. We were going to Darien Lake, only an hour away or so, and we printed directions off of Map Quest. Which, I have no idea why, we could've just taken the interstate, but we were all LET'S GET SHITTY DIRECTIONS AND GO A COMPLETELY RIDIC WAY. WHOO! So we did, and we got lost before we even got out of Caitlin's city. You think I lie. Map Quest SUCKS. DON'T USE IT.
So, fast forward through us dancing to ~extremely loud music in Caitlin's car, up to the point where we get to Darien Lake. We drove through the parking lot blasting A Little Less Sixteen Candles and being completely obnoxious until we got out to the middle of a field in the very back east no fuck and parked. So, then we start walking toward the line at about half an hour 'til doors open. People were playing beer pong and already drunk out of their minds and dancing around - drunkenly ;D - to Blink and screaming and shit.
We got to the line. LONG line. Duh. There's this one van with drunk dancing people around it that's flipping through radio stations, and first they come upon Love Drunk by Boys like Girls - which, ftr, I like - but then they changed the station to something else and Good Girls Go Bad comes up. Ali, Caitlin and I proceed to start being total ~freaks again and dancing and singing to it. (LOL, every time I go to type one of "~" those, I keep typing a ! and having to go back and change it. :DD)
The line moves on. We get let in/groped by bodyguards to make sure we're not going to go shoot Mark Hoppus in the head or whatever. We go buy t-shirts and then we go find our seats. Which were right at the end of the dome tent thing. Not…bad. (: It could've been worse. We could've had lawn.
All my quotes are paraphrased etc etc:
So, Chester French. I felt bad that ~no one was there for them. Like, I hadn't listened to them beforehand, but they ROCKED - in my opinion. I liked them, a lot. The singer wore dark green skinny jeans and a maroon track jacket type thing. XD at one point he pulled out a tambourine and was all, "Make some noise for my fucking tambourine!"
Panic! was next, so we started geeking out. We saw Zack on the stage, like, checking the mic height and being Head Bitch In Charge and all those ~important things he does. Ali totally tweaked out about seeing him.
Panic! enters. We scream. I don't remember their set ~order, but they opened with Time to Dance and Brendon facing the drum set and like, thrusting his hand into the air, BAM MUSIC, and then he started singing and it was AWESOME.
After Time to Dance, Brendon thanked us because it was already going better than the night before. So, people who went to the concert Thursday, I feel bad for you? He also asked us at some point that I can't remember so I'm throwing it in here, "Do you feel as sweaty as I look right now?" and we screamed, because even though we couldn't see it, we could imagine. Bden. (:
He introduced Lying just like we expected he would. "Who likes dirty, hot, sweaty sex?" and then everyone screams while Brendon takes a swig from his beer, and then he says, in a low gravelly voice, "This song is about fucking," and it rocked. XD
I must say, I love the hell out of Ian - and his voice makes me all ♥__♥ - but it was sooo weird hearing him in Ryan's spot. Like, SO INCREDIBLY weird.
Brendon introduced New Perspective like this. Which made my life: "So I've been dedicating this song to Megan Foxy Fox, but I think that's getting kind of old, so tonight I'm dedicating it to Shia LeBeouf (sp?) because he looks good naked too. You know it, I know it, we all know it." Then started the song. ♥
As far as the actual music went, it sounded amazing, of course. Brendon played the piano, the guitar, and bounced around stage like the crazy monkey boy he is. Spencer killed it, per usual. His elbows. ♥ :DD Ian shredded the hell out of whatever he wanted and Dallon bobbed around and looked comfortable. As far as my view went, Brendon and Spencer were positioned right between two girls' heads and my face was all (((((((:
Fall Out Boy. THEY PLAYED A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES AND I ABOUT ~DIED. Ali and me were all, HELL YES, and Caitlin was too busy fangirling Patrick to do…anything. (: Speaking of him, he was ALL OVER THE PLACE. It was incredible. Joe got on his knees a few times and sang back-up wonderfully and ~loudish. Pete asked if we wanted the Journey cover, we said yes, Brendon came out. Pete handed him a cup of ~mysterious liquid, which Brendon ~gulped down right on stage, and then he hugged everybody. (and he wore a red t-shirt. Love him in red. /fangirl) Unlike the videos floating around, I could hear Brendon wonderfully over everyone shouting at the tops of their lungs. Pete went down into the pit during Saturday and everyone in the pit ~shit bricks and ~wanted his body. Pete smiled all big and stuff. :D We saw him on the big screen being a total dork and eating up the fanlove.
BLINKBLINKBLINKBLINKBLINK. OMGGGG. BLINK. DID I SAY THAT? So they were basically all amounts of epic and wonderful showmanship, because duh, and their ~screen ~backdrop thing was amazing. Tom and Mark talked about growing extra balls because we rocked and about Buffalo Chicken Wings, 'cause YOO WHAT IT DO, and other things I can't remember because it was so awesome. And then Tom was all, "LET'S MAKE UP A SONG! RIGHT NOW!" and Mark was like, " ... Right now? Really? Are you serious?" and Tom kept being like, "YEAH MAN LET'S DO IT, IM SRS," and Mark was like o__O and then they strummed some notes and Travis played a beat and Mark was like, "This will be both funny and clever, ready?" *incoherent screams* And then he just says, "Fart nuggets."
There were two solos, which Tom introduced like a NBA announcer - "BASS SOOOOOOLO" "IT'S TIME FOR A DRUM SOOOLLLOOOO" - and then they did that ~fake encore thing everyone does. People banged on their seats and shouted for Blink and I went to the bathroom. XD ~fail. I came back out in time to see Travis's solo of epic, flying through the air, though, so that was good. ~Guh, I love drummers.
So then Caitlin, Ali and me all trek back out to Caitlin's car. We get in and wait an hour to move a car length. Seriously. Not surprised but. Wow. So, Ali tried to nap in the backseat while Caitlin and me jammed to Cobra Starship. (which I have no idea how she managed to do that.) We did the Guilty Pleasure dance at two different times. It was SOOOO FUN.
At one point, these guys came up to our windows - rolled up with locked doors, thank you - and offered us Cheetos. Srsly. Caitlin made Nooooooo motions at them and then as they were walking away they tripped and fell into a hole full of mud. /awesome guys/
There were people who weren't even trying to leave sitting outside their cars and drinking. Some more. Like, drunk drivers, I hope you didn't die. But this other guy came up to our car during some Cobra jams and motioned for Caitlin to roll down the window. So she did. He stuck his head in and started tapping out the beat drunkenly on her steering wheel and tried to honk her - broken - horn. He was all, "Wass goin' on?" and Caitlin's like, "DANCE PARTY! \o/" and then his girlfriend came over and was all, you are such a freak stop bothering the strangers, and lead him away.
We got out of the parking lot in two hours (! YAY !) and then there was this huge line of people Caitlin lead out of Darien Lake like she was Moses or Jesus or whatever. She had me try to tweet that for her and I FAILED. I can't use phones without keyboards. /tangent
We got back to Caitlin's house, I nearly threw up from motion sickness, and slept on the best air mattress ever. (Yes, even better than Spencer's ~deluxe)
I woke up. Caitlin made us omelets and I discovered that her family has the best taste in music ~ever. Like, as a whole. Her step-mom has all of the Rolling Stones…like, EVER…her step-brother Dan loves Phish and Talking Heads and they had CDs from Spoon, Barenaked Ladies, Counting Crows, Rob Thomas's new album, Bruce Springsteen's greatest hits and OMG I WAS IN HEAVEN.
Then I went home and didn't sleep well for the rest of the weekend.
My birthday is on Thursday. I'm wearing my P!ATD t-shirt at my party Friday, and Ali should(?) be wearing her FOB.
THE END. :D
So we were entirely too far back for any type of good pictures - unless you wanted to see band members as big as your little finger on a computer screen, yeah, no - but it was still aammmazzing. I can't get over the fact that not only did I get to see Panic! and Fall Out Boy all at once, but I also attended Blink-182's reunion tour. I mean, OHMIGOD.
So I didn't have m&g because I'm not a member of ND yet because I'm ~lazy and ~poor and a lot of other things that I could put with ~s in front of them, but I'm too lazy to do that too.
So eddis64 (Caitlin), panicatthecobra (Ali), and I all were going together in Caitlin's amazing car - it buckles your seatbelts for you when you start the car! XD it's like 1994 - from Caitlin's house outside of Rochester. We were going to Darien Lake, only an hour away or so, and we printed directions off of Map Quest. Which, I have no idea why, we could've just taken the interstate, but we were all LET'S GET SHITTY DIRECTIONS AND GO A COMPLETELY RIDIC WAY. WHOO! So we did, and we got lost before we even got out of Caitlin's city. You think I lie. Map Quest SUCKS. DON'T USE IT.
So, fast forward through us dancing to ~extremely loud music in Caitlin's car, up to the point where we get to Darien Lake. We drove through the parking lot blasting A Little Less Sixteen Candles and being completely obnoxious until we got out to the middle of a field in the very back east no fuck and parked. So, then we start walking toward the line at about half an hour 'til doors open. People were playing beer pong and already drunk out of their minds and dancing around - drunkenly ;D - to Blink and screaming and shit.
We got to the line. LONG line. Duh. There's this one van with drunk dancing people around it that's flipping through radio stations, and first they come upon Love Drunk by Boys like Girls - which, ftr, I like - but then they changed the station to something else and Good Girls Go Bad comes up. Ali, Caitlin and I proceed to start being total ~freaks again and dancing and singing to it. (LOL, every time I go to type one of "~" those, I keep typing a ! and having to go back and change it. :DD)
The line moves on. We get let in/groped by bodyguards to make sure we're not going to go shoot Mark Hoppus in the head or whatever. We go buy t-shirts and then we go find our seats. Which were right at the end of the dome tent thing. Not…bad. (: It could've been worse. We could've had lawn.
All my quotes are paraphrased etc etc:
So, Chester French. I felt bad that ~no one was there for them. Like, I hadn't listened to them beforehand, but they ROCKED - in my opinion. I liked them, a lot. The singer wore dark green skinny jeans and a maroon track jacket type thing. XD at one point he pulled out a tambourine and was all, "Make some noise for my fucking tambourine!"
Panic! was next, so we started geeking out. We saw Zack on the stage, like, checking the mic height and being Head Bitch In Charge and all those ~important things he does. Ali totally tweaked out about seeing him.
Panic! enters. We scream. I don't remember their set ~order, but they opened with Time to Dance and Brendon facing the drum set and like, thrusting his hand into the air, BAM MUSIC, and then he started singing and it was AWESOME.
After Time to Dance, Brendon thanked us because it was already going better than the night before. So, people who went to the concert Thursday, I feel bad for you? He also asked us at some point that I can't remember so I'm throwing it in here, "Do you feel as sweaty as I look right now?" and we screamed, because even though we couldn't see it, we could imagine. Bden. (:
He introduced Lying just like we expected he would. "Who likes dirty, hot, sweaty sex?" and then everyone screams while Brendon takes a swig from his beer, and then he says, in a low gravelly voice, "This song is about fucking," and it rocked. XD
I must say, I love the hell out of Ian - and his voice makes me all ♥__♥ - but it was sooo weird hearing him in Ryan's spot. Like, SO INCREDIBLY weird.
Brendon introduced New Perspective like this. Which made my life: "So I've been dedicating this song to Megan Foxy Fox, but I think that's getting kind of old, so tonight I'm dedicating it to Shia LeBeouf (sp?) because he looks good naked too. You know it, I know it, we all know it." Then started the song. ♥
As far as the actual music went, it sounded amazing, of course. Brendon played the piano, the guitar, and bounced around stage like the crazy monkey boy he is. Spencer killed it, per usual. His elbows. ♥ :DD Ian shredded the hell out of whatever he wanted and Dallon bobbed around and looked comfortable. As far as my view went, Brendon and Spencer were positioned right between two girls' heads and my face was all (((((((:
Fall Out Boy. THEY PLAYED A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES AND I ABOUT ~DIED. Ali and me were all, HELL YES, and Caitlin was too busy fangirling Patrick to do…anything. (: Speaking of him, he was ALL OVER THE PLACE. It was incredible. Joe got on his knees a few times and sang back-up wonderfully and ~loudish. Pete asked if we wanted the Journey cover, we said yes, Brendon came out. Pete handed him a cup of ~mysterious liquid, which Brendon ~gulped down right on stage, and then he hugged everybody. (and he wore a red t-shirt. Love him in red. /fangirl) Unlike the videos floating around, I could hear Brendon wonderfully over everyone shouting at the tops of their lungs. Pete went down into the pit during Saturday and everyone in the pit ~shit bricks and ~wanted his body. Pete smiled all big and stuff. :D We saw him on the big screen being a total dork and eating up the fanlove.
BLINKBLINKBLINKBLINKBLINK. OMGGGG. BLINK. DID I SAY THAT? So they were basically all amounts of epic and wonderful showmanship, because duh, and their ~screen ~backdrop thing was amazing. Tom and Mark talked about growing extra balls because we rocked and about Buffalo Chicken Wings, 'cause YOO WHAT IT DO, and other things I can't remember because it was so awesome. And then Tom was all, "LET'S MAKE UP A SONG! RIGHT NOW!" and Mark was like, " ... Right now? Really? Are you serious?" and Tom kept being like, "YEAH MAN LET'S DO IT, IM SRS," and Mark was like o__O and then they strummed some notes and Travis played a beat and Mark was like, "This will be both funny and clever, ready?" *incoherent screams* And then he just says, "Fart nuggets."
There were two solos, which Tom introduced like a NBA announcer - "BASS SOOOOOOLO" "IT'S TIME FOR A DRUM SOOOLLLOOOO" - and then they did that ~fake encore thing everyone does. People banged on their seats and shouted for Blink and I went to the bathroom. XD ~fail. I came back out in time to see Travis's solo of epic, flying through the air, though, so that was good. ~Guh, I love drummers.
So then Caitlin, Ali and me all trek back out to Caitlin's car. We get in and wait an hour to move a car length. Seriously. Not surprised but. Wow. So, Ali tried to nap in the backseat while Caitlin and me jammed to Cobra Starship. (which I have no idea how she managed to do that.) We did the Guilty Pleasure dance at two different times. It was SOOOO FUN.
At one point, these guys came up to our windows - rolled up with locked doors, thank you - and offered us Cheetos. Srsly. Caitlin made Nooooooo motions at them and then as they were walking away they tripped and fell into a hole full of mud. /awesome guys/
There were people who weren't even trying to leave sitting outside their cars and drinking. Some more. Like, drunk drivers, I hope you didn't die. But this other guy came up to our car during some Cobra jams and motioned for Caitlin to roll down the window. So she did. He stuck his head in and started tapping out the beat drunkenly on her steering wheel and tried to honk her - broken - horn. He was all, "Wass goin' on?" and Caitlin's like, "DANCE PARTY! \o/" and then his girlfriend came over and was all, you are such a freak stop bothering the strangers, and lead him away.
We got out of the parking lot in two hours (! YAY !) and then there was this huge line of people Caitlin lead out of Darien Lake like she was Moses or Jesus or whatever. She had me try to tweet that for her and I FAILED. I can't use phones without keyboards. /tangent
We got back to Caitlin's house, I nearly threw up from motion sickness, and slept on the best air mattress ever. (Yes, even better than Spencer's ~deluxe)
I woke up. Caitlin made us omelets and I discovered that her family has the best taste in music ~ever. Like, as a whole. Her step-mom has all of the Rolling Stones…like, EVER…her step-brother Dan loves Phish and Talking Heads and they had CDs from Spoon, Barenaked Ladies, Counting Crows, Rob Thomas's new album, Bruce Springsteen's greatest hits and OMG I WAS IN HEAVEN.
Then I went home and didn't sleep well for the rest of the weekend.
My birthday is on Thursday. I'm wearing my P!ATD t-shirt at my party Friday, and Ali should(?) be wearing her FOB.
THE END. :D