Recap! Sadly, I did not see anyone from LJ land.
I'd like to preface this by saying that I am not a concert goer. (Also, I prefer to keep my muses/obsessions at a sane distance, so I can pretend they're gay or whatever. You know what I mean.) I forgot how loud they are. So, like, I'm deaf now.
ANYWHO, Pee and I had seats, which I was bummed about at first, but then I remembered that Pee and I are lazy and like to sit. A lot. So having seats was good. Plus, we were only in section 207, so we had a pretty good view of everything. I'm not pit material.
I stayed with Pee, who lives near the art museum, so we took a cab to the spectrum and got there after the crowds and slid into our assigned seats with some tiny girls behind us and three guys in front of us who were kind of hilarious. They were obviously there for Gym Class Heroes, but knew all the words to everything else. They stood for the ones they really liked and then kept sitting for the ones they didn't like, and then the guy in the middle would be like WOOO I love this song! and then the other guys refused to stand with him, so like a minute in he'd sit back down. And the guy in the middle also kept taking pics of himself with the other two, and it'd be angled so I'm in the background and that weirded me out a little. Whatever.
Um. So. Cute Is What We Aim For? Did they even introduce themselves? Because I was a little lost. Plus, I've never heard them before. Solid set, although the lead singer really moved weird. Pee said he moved like a fish. I'm going to go with that. His legs kept doing weird jelly-like things, and he'd be all bendy. I don't know, I found it half disturbing.
Pee and I were also amazed that there was no delay. They started exactly at 7! Punctuality! How novel!
In between sets I lectured Pee on who Cobra Starship was, and The Academy Is... and the furry suits and then she'd just look at me and I'd end with "and I know entirely too much about this oh my god," and shut up. God, and then I showed her the pic in my phone of Shonna's Spencer in his little DYW shirt and I had to explain DYW to her and I was like, please, nobody around me listen, please, but whatever, I'm a giant lame dork, this is true.
Plain White T's! I don't really know all your songs! The lead singer is tiny! I enjoyed the purple on his shirt, which sort of looked like a sash from that far away. The girls behind us knew every single song and screamed a lot, which amused me.
Another video break. I forget what was on, but I think I talked about Vicky and her keytar and Pee reminded me of her imaginary college band where she was the "Keyboard on a string" player, because she didn't realize there was actually a name for that: KEYTAR. Most awesome instrument EVER. Like the cowbell, only cooler.
Gym Class Heroes! Or, actually, little person who I can never remember your name came out. Travis's cousin? Whatever. Please don't sing Soldier Boy or whatever the hell that song is called. Seriously. Amazing set, of course, and I made Pee stand with me and sing everything even though she had no clue what half the songs were. She's such a trooper. Guys in front of us went a little wild. Hand clapping! Who does the hand clapping when no one else is doing the hand clapping? THEY DO! I sort of loved them a lot. Girls behind us were not impressed. Girl next to Pee left the arena for some ice cream or something. What what? Seriously? TRAVIS! The big blue stuffed thing disturbed me greatly. I do not like you, big blue stuffed thing. But then Patrick came out for part of Clothes Off! and that was cool. Oh, Patrick.
Side note: on the way there in the cab, I basically ruined the movie 1408 for the cabbie, and we talked about Pete and Patrick and Pee does not know them all that well, so she asked me who the big guy was, and I said, um. The lead singer? 'Cause he's like 5'3". And then I told her that they're all super tiny and pocket sized for your pleasure! She did not believe me. And then she saw Patrick next to GCH and said, "Oh my god he's the tiniest thing ever" doing the wee little finger pinch. I wanted to squish him he was so cute.
Then there was another break. I sung along with the videos. Again, dork. I think I talked at Pee about William Beckett, but who can not talk about William Beckett? He's totally talkable.
Fall Out Boy! Thank you for the very long set! But wow, dudes, get rid of the jumbo tron thingy. I kept getting distracted! I wanted to watch the boys play, and then I'd find myself zoning out on the freaky things going on on the screen and seriously, some of that shit was messed up. I do not like the whole wild things... thing. It was just creepy. I enjoyed singing every single song and I even stood by myself because the boys in front of us were very particular about what FOB songs they wanted to stand for. More hilarity with the dude in the middle who was obviously more into them then the other two, but didn't want to stand by himself. Dude! I'll stand with you! Solidarity, my friend! Anyway, Pee got tired. Plus, she knows the radio songs, but nothing older. Um. They played pretty much everything I wanted to hear, but then I would have liked anything, really. I totally enjoyed the acoustic version of Nobody Puts Baby In the Corner (which, by the way, I keep meaning to ask and FORGET, but does anyone have a copy of this song they can upload for me? Mine SKIPS and it drives me crazy) and it was a little sad that Pete was in his boot and was just hopping around. I don't believe anything crazy happened? I mean, maybe when I was busy staring at the stupid video screen? Oh, oh, and the pyrotechnics kept jolting Pee, so that was a little funny. We'd giggle after every time they went off. And, of course, I'd been looking forward to seeing Saturday live. The only thing I didn't like was the stupid confetti, because there was so much of it that it distorted my view of the stage.
So! That was it! I lost my voice singing along, and then we almost got killed on the cab ride back because that dude was completely insane.
Uh. I can't think of anything else that happened. I know, I'm sort of lame, but I had major fun anyway.
ETA: Forgot to mention that Patrick is a rock GOD. THE STRUTTING, seriously, what? How so awesome?
ANYWHO, Pee and I had seats, which I was bummed about at first, but then I remembered that Pee and I are lazy and like to sit. A lot. So having seats was good. Plus, we were only in section 207, so we had a pretty good view of everything. I'm not pit material.
I stayed with Pee, who lives near the art museum, so we took a cab to the spectrum and got there after the crowds and slid into our assigned seats with some tiny girls behind us and three guys in front of us who were kind of hilarious. They were obviously there for Gym Class Heroes, but knew all the words to everything else. They stood for the ones they really liked and then kept sitting for the ones they didn't like, and then the guy in the middle would be like WOOO I love this song! and then the other guys refused to stand with him, so like a minute in he'd sit back down. And the guy in the middle also kept taking pics of himself with the other two, and it'd be angled so I'm in the background and that weirded me out a little. Whatever.
Um. So. Cute Is What We Aim For? Did they even introduce themselves? Because I was a little lost. Plus, I've never heard them before. Solid set, although the lead singer really moved weird. Pee said he moved like a fish. I'm going to go with that. His legs kept doing weird jelly-like things, and he'd be all bendy. I don't know, I found it half disturbing.
Pee and I were also amazed that there was no delay. They started exactly at 7! Punctuality! How novel!
In between sets I lectured Pee on who Cobra Starship was, and The Academy Is... and the furry suits and then she'd just look at me and I'd end with "and I know entirely too much about this oh my god," and shut up. God, and then I showed her the pic in my phone of Shonna's Spencer in his little DYW shirt and I had to explain DYW to her and I was like, please, nobody around me listen, please, but whatever, I'm a giant lame dork, this is true.
Plain White T's! I don't really know all your songs! The lead singer is tiny! I enjoyed the purple on his shirt, which sort of looked like a sash from that far away. The girls behind us knew every single song and screamed a lot, which amused me.
Another video break. I forget what was on, but I think I talked about Vicky and her keytar and Pee reminded me of her imaginary college band where she was the "Keyboard on a string" player, because she didn't realize there was actually a name for that: KEYTAR. Most awesome instrument EVER. Like the cowbell, only cooler.
Gym Class Heroes! Or, actually, little person who I can never remember your name came out. Travis's cousin? Whatever. Please don't sing Soldier Boy or whatever the hell that song is called. Seriously. Amazing set, of course, and I made Pee stand with me and sing everything even though she had no clue what half the songs were. She's such a trooper. Guys in front of us went a little wild. Hand clapping! Who does the hand clapping when no one else is doing the hand clapping? THEY DO! I sort of loved them a lot. Girls behind us were not impressed. Girl next to Pee left the arena for some ice cream or something. What what? Seriously? TRAVIS! The big blue stuffed thing disturbed me greatly. I do not like you, big blue stuffed thing. But then Patrick came out for part of Clothes Off! and that was cool. Oh, Patrick.
Side note: on the way there in the cab, I basically ruined the movie 1408 for the cabbie, and we talked about Pete and Patrick and Pee does not know them all that well, so she asked me who the big guy was, and I said, um. The lead singer? 'Cause he's like 5'3". And then I told her that they're all super tiny and pocket sized for your pleasure! She did not believe me. And then she saw Patrick next to GCH and said, "Oh my god he's the tiniest thing ever" doing the wee little finger pinch. I wanted to squish him he was so cute.
Then there was another break. I sung along with the videos. Again, dork. I think I talked at Pee about William Beckett, but who can not talk about William Beckett? He's totally talkable.
Fall Out Boy! Thank you for the very long set! But wow, dudes, get rid of the jumbo tron thingy. I kept getting distracted! I wanted to watch the boys play, and then I'd find myself zoning out on the freaky things going on on the screen and seriously, some of that shit was messed up. I do not like the whole wild things... thing. It was just creepy. I enjoyed singing every single song and I even stood by myself because the boys in front of us were very particular about what FOB songs they wanted to stand for. More hilarity with the dude in the middle who was obviously more into them then the other two, but didn't want to stand by himself. Dude! I'll stand with you! Solidarity, my friend! Anyway, Pee got tired. Plus, she knows the radio songs, but nothing older. Um. They played pretty much everything I wanted to hear, but then I would have liked anything, really. I totally enjoyed the acoustic version of Nobody Puts Baby In the Corner (which, by the way, I keep meaning to ask and FORGET, but does anyone have a copy of this song they can upload for me? Mine SKIPS and it drives me crazy) and it was a little sad that Pete was in his boot and was just hopping around. I don't believe anything crazy happened? I mean, maybe when I was busy staring at the stupid video screen? Oh, oh, and the pyrotechnics kept jolting Pee, so that was a little funny. We'd giggle after every time they went off. And, of course, I'd been looking forward to seeing Saturday live. The only thing I didn't like was the stupid confetti, because there was so much of it that it distorted my view of the stage.
So! That was it! I lost my voice singing along, and then we almost got killed on the cab ride back because that dude was completely insane.
Uh. I can't think of anything else that happened. I know, I'm sort of lame, but I had major fun anyway.
ETA: Forgot to mention that Patrick is a rock GOD. THE STRUTTING, seriously, what? How so awesome?