you say we're only friends, yeah, real good friends... i bet, i bet
the show last night was awesome.
iron maiden for lyfe, yo. ha. my brother liked it.
breaking pangaea was awesome. fred totally recognized me, and kept looking over during their set. fred rocks. the girl next to me was jealous. the girls in front of me didn't really appreciate me rocking out either. whatever man. but yeah. they played colors on the inside, wedding dress, new sound, lullaby, worst part, and phoenix - all songs that i absolutely love. they played some others too, which were great, but i'm bad with song titles. they didn't play sick day, even though fred told me he did hear us yelling for it, because they have a replacement bassist who knows it, but not that well, and they wanted to put on the best set possible. which i completely respect, and they definitely put on a great set.
recover can suck my cock. i don't like them live. i haven't heard any of their recordings. they didn't impress me whatsoever. a couple of songs i might have liked had i heard them before and been able to understand what the motherfuck the guy with the hair was singing.
then they played hot hot heat in between sets. NOT ramstein, michael. not everything with heavy bass is ramstein.
then came from autumn to ashes. yes, there is a 'from' at the beginning. anyway, i'm not a big hardcore fan, but fata was pretty damn good. during the second to last song (i think) the drummer, francis, sang -screamed- into the crowd for the last part of it. he was directly above my face. at first i didn't know what to think, because, unlike everyone else that was around me, i'm not a huge fata fan. katie said i was making the most awful face. ha. and then it thought about what they must all be thinking, being the big fata fans that they are, and most likely wanting to be me at that moment, because he was literally inches directly above my face, so i started laughing. and then i decided that that wasn't a very hXc thing to do, so i stopped. and then i decided that in order to look cool and fit in, i should scream. so i let out the most hXc scream i could muster up. it wasn't very hXc at all. i guess it just wasn't meant to be, and soon francis was finished with the song. but i definitely had time to go through that entire thought process because he was there for literally like 3 minutes, if not longer. and then they played short stories, and the chick wasn't there, so i wanted to kill myself. no, actually, it was cool. francis sang again, and i think he messed up. but i dunno, cuz i don't really know the song that well. and in conclusion, it's not that fata is too hXc for me, i'm just not hXc enough for them. damn.
and then. 50 cent. yeah yeah.
taking back sunday. oh my. we were on john's side, and he recognized us immediately. eye love deluxe. they played a a couple songs, and i rocked out my absolutele hardest. and then i couldn't breathe. so during great romances and the next two songs, i stood there trying to breathe, but being quite unseccessful. probably because i was crying too, because that's what happens when i have a physical breakdown. the bitch next to me didn't help matters much any. motherfucker. but eventually i got enough air, and was able to rock out again, not to full capacity, but hey, i didn't really want to kill myself anymore, so whatev. they played ballad of sal, you own disaster (which adam fucked up, and i was wicked confused during,) 3 new ones (one that they played at the december shows,) and all of tell all your friends, except for head club. we kept asking john, but we were shut down. there wasn't even an encore, which pissed me off. i don't think i've ever been to a show where there hasn't been an encore. motherfuckers. but it was still way good. katie and amy got hugs from john because he felt bad about not playing head club. i was a few rows back (because some dumb bitch totally pushed me out of the way when i was trying to get on the barrier. motherfucker) so i unfortunately didn't get one. but it's all good.
we then fauveled around on the floor waiting for the merch mob to disperse, but it only got bigger. so we went in line. amy and i got the same bp shirt because we are so cool. she wanted to pink one, but they didn't have it. will was over there when i was getting them, and he recognized me from outside (i was walking by and told him he was in breaking pangaea. he liked it.) we chated for a few, all i could think of to say was that they played an awesome show because i am a dork. but he's way cool. then we got tbs merch. i only had a dollar left, so i could only get a sticker. fl0yd rocks my world. we chatted for a while. then i took my brother over to meet will, and fred was there too. he recognized me and gave me a hug. and will said him i "go way back." i was surpised he remembered my name. the bassist was there too, and we all talked for a while. they are such nice guys. seriously. i<3themdeluxe. we went back over to the merch table and amy and katie were still talking to fl0yd, so we all talked for a bit longer. they had hoodies and stuff with robots on them, so katie and i told him that they should also have pirates, ninjas, and zombies too. fl0yd liked it. i also told him he should come to ihop in tewksbury with us, and he said maybe next time. we gave him the neverending pancake sign earlier in the day. he also liked that. fl0yd definitely rocks. by this time, there was basically nobody left in the place, so we decided that maybe we should leave.
we then saw shaun, john, and mark out by their tour bus. yes, tour bus. shaun is awesome. he smells nice. and he's so sweet. as is john. and mark is still ghetto, but really nice. they all enjoyed that they were "hot new artists" at wal-mart. we saw adam too, but he made a bee-line for the bus, and i don't think he heard us call his name. whatever adam. ha. we didn't see eddie. but that's okay, because eddie is being a poop head lately. we saw him before the show though and he basically took his chips and ran. i still <3 him, he just needs to stop being a jerk.
and then we left. and i got home at like... 1:30. and slept til 6:30. took the train at 7. slept all the way here. went to bed. slept through class. and have done nothing all day. i should shower. but i'm pretty sure we're going to buy alcohol, so i don't think that'll happen til later.
i apologize that this was the longest post in the history of the world, but you can get over it.
btiches.
-$am
iron maiden for lyfe, yo. ha. my brother liked it.
breaking pangaea was awesome. fred totally recognized me, and kept looking over during their set. fred rocks. the girl next to me was jealous. the girls in front of me didn't really appreciate me rocking out either. whatever man. but yeah. they played colors on the inside, wedding dress, new sound, lullaby, worst part, and phoenix - all songs that i absolutely love. they played some others too, which were great, but i'm bad with song titles. they didn't play sick day, even though fred told me he did hear us yelling for it, because they have a replacement bassist who knows it, but not that well, and they wanted to put on the best set possible. which i completely respect, and they definitely put on a great set.
recover can suck my cock. i don't like them live. i haven't heard any of their recordings. they didn't impress me whatsoever. a couple of songs i might have liked had i heard them before and been able to understand what the motherfuck the guy with the hair was singing.
then they played hot hot heat in between sets. NOT ramstein, michael. not everything with heavy bass is ramstein.
then came from autumn to ashes. yes, there is a 'from' at the beginning. anyway, i'm not a big hardcore fan, but fata was pretty damn good. during the second to last song (i think) the drummer, francis, sang -screamed- into the crowd for the last part of it. he was directly above my face. at first i didn't know what to think, because, unlike everyone else that was around me, i'm not a huge fata fan. katie said i was making the most awful face. ha. and then it thought about what they must all be thinking, being the big fata fans that they are, and most likely wanting to be me at that moment, because he was literally inches directly above my face, so i started laughing. and then i decided that that wasn't a very hXc thing to do, so i stopped. and then i decided that in order to look cool and fit in, i should scream. so i let out the most hXc scream i could muster up. it wasn't very hXc at all. i guess it just wasn't meant to be, and soon francis was finished with the song. but i definitely had time to go through that entire thought process because he was there for literally like 3 minutes, if not longer. and then they played short stories, and the chick wasn't there, so i wanted to kill myself. no, actually, it was cool. francis sang again, and i think he messed up. but i dunno, cuz i don't really know the song that well. and in conclusion, it's not that fata is too hXc for me, i'm just not hXc enough for them. damn.
and then. 50 cent. yeah yeah.
taking back sunday. oh my. we were on john's side, and he recognized us immediately. eye love deluxe. they played a a couple songs, and i rocked out my absolutele hardest. and then i couldn't breathe. so during great romances and the next two songs, i stood there trying to breathe, but being quite unseccessful. probably because i was crying too, because that's what happens when i have a physical breakdown. the bitch next to me didn't help matters much any. motherfucker. but eventually i got enough air, and was able to rock out again, not to full capacity, but hey, i didn't really want to kill myself anymore, so whatev. they played ballad of sal, you own disaster (which adam fucked up, and i was wicked confused during,) 3 new ones (one that they played at the december shows,) and all of tell all your friends, except for head club. we kept asking john, but we were shut down. there wasn't even an encore, which pissed me off. i don't think i've ever been to a show where there hasn't been an encore. motherfuckers. but it was still way good. katie and amy got hugs from john because he felt bad about not playing head club. i was a few rows back (because some dumb bitch totally pushed me out of the way when i was trying to get on the barrier. motherfucker) so i unfortunately didn't get one. but it's all good.
we then fauveled around on the floor waiting for the merch mob to disperse, but it only got bigger. so we went in line. amy and i got the same bp shirt because we are so cool. she wanted to pink one, but they didn't have it. will was over there when i was getting them, and he recognized me from outside (i was walking by and told him he was in breaking pangaea. he liked it.) we chated for a few, all i could think of to say was that they played an awesome show because i am a dork. but he's way cool. then we got tbs merch. i only had a dollar left, so i could only get a sticker. fl0yd rocks my world. we chatted for a while. then i took my brother over to meet will, and fred was there too. he recognized me and gave me a hug. and will said him i "go way back." i was surpised he remembered my name. the bassist was there too, and we all talked for a while. they are such nice guys. seriously. i<3themdeluxe. we went back over to the merch table and amy and katie were still talking to fl0yd, so we all talked for a bit longer. they had hoodies and stuff with robots on them, so katie and i told him that they should also have pirates, ninjas, and zombies too. fl0yd liked it. i also told him he should come to ihop in tewksbury with us, and he said maybe next time. we gave him the neverending pancake sign earlier in the day. he also liked that. fl0yd definitely rocks. by this time, there was basically nobody left in the place, so we decided that maybe we should leave.
we then saw shaun, john, and mark out by their tour bus. yes, tour bus. shaun is awesome. he smells nice. and he's so sweet. as is john. and mark is still ghetto, but really nice. they all enjoyed that they were "hot new artists" at wal-mart. we saw adam too, but he made a bee-line for the bus, and i don't think he heard us call his name. whatever adam. ha. we didn't see eddie. but that's okay, because eddie is being a poop head lately. we saw him before the show though and he basically took his chips and ran. i still <3 him, he just needs to stop being a jerk.
and then we left. and i got home at like... 1:30. and slept til 6:30. took the train at 7. slept all the way here. went to bed. slept through class. and have done nothing all day. i should shower. but i'm pretty sure we're going to buy alcohol, so i don't think that'll happen til later.
i apologize that this was the longest post in the history of the world, but you can get over it.
btiches.
-$am