thebamboozle Blog and Journals

well now im 99% sure that i AM actually going. hahaha. hope to see some of you there!! lets partayy

I want Bamboozle to come right now.
I don't want to wait until May.
And thebamboozle.com needs to get a new band up!
I want to see the whole lineup.
:D

It's time to start planning your travel arrangements for The Bamboozle 2009 festivals ... Especially when you hear which artists may appear this time around. Who?

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okay guys..'tis me again..WAIT BRB I GOTTA PEE....
like i was saying...i need help [once again]
in about a month i am going to bamboozle [oh chyeah] and i kinda need help with what i'm gonna wear and with everything else.
you're probably gonna say "WTF CR4ZY B!TCH.Y3W W4$T3 MY T!M3 T00 MUCH"
well 'tis true,and i am terribly sorry.but you have to rememeber,i'm just another pathetic lose trying to get some tips/adive c:
cause you see what had happened was when i went to *~ warped tour~*,i wore all black and i was dying by the end of the day.i also had my hair loose and it got all frizzy
as seen here...

well you cant really see it...but w/e



so yea..this is gonna be my first time going to bamboozle.and idk what to expect.is it the same as warped only crazier?or is it less crazy?how many stages are there?are there merch booths?whats the percentage of actually meeting the bands?I NEED THE ANSWERS...I NEED THEM OR I WILL EXPLODE


gosh..i is such a n00b~*


and and and and this goes for letty~*jade~*
i need your help with what i could wear..
i was thinking maybe these shorts:
http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w302/withabetterkiss/7301_02.jpg

well not that short...but yea...HELP MEH BBYZ


and yea...help  

photo and video blogging.

on the first day of bamboozle, i’ll be photo blogging and video blogging from the event. this includes: taking random, crazy photos of everything that interests me, video blogging and doing short interviews with all of you....its basically the same "project" i wanted to do last year...i tried to plan it out with Mark (panasonicyouth)* but i couldn’t do it. so... get ready because this year, it’s on!

look for me.








*its not an official buzznet assignment. im doing it for fun & for the interwebz which means you'll see stuff everywhere between buzznet, myspace and my website of course. xo.

P.S. THIS IS NOT THE SUMMER PROJECT I AM WORKING ON! THAT PROJECT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH BAMBOOZLE!! xoxox

Hey.....MCR is scheduled at BamboozleLEFT April 5th and 6th in Irvine CA!!!!!

Here's the link:
http://www.thebamboozleleft.com/

I imploded.
I am one hundred and twenty percent not kidding.
One word: Bamboozle.
I suppose I should start from the beginning.
So we started by leaving at around 7:00 in the morning.
Me, Gabby, Vicky, and Maddie all got in the car and we started making our way to Jersey.
We’d only gotten about 45 minutes of sleep the night before, but we didn’t fucking care at all, and none of us slept in the car.
We got there at around 9:30, and we parked and took our places in line.
It was kind of chilly out, but we weren’t really cold.
My friends and I sat on the curb and watched all the beautiful boys walk past.
I don’t understand it.
Pretty much every boy we saw there was gorgeous.
g. o. r. g. e. o. u. s.
They walked around in their tight pants and long hair and pierced lips and eyeliner like they weren’t the most beautiful creatures in existence…
But they were.
My apologies on being such a girl ;]
So we sat around for about an hour before they started herding us to the gates.
We were kind of far back in the line, but then we realized that there was another gate that no one was going to just because they were too busy following the crowd, so we stood there and were at the very front.
We were all so jittery, and it was the longest half hour of my life.
The entire wait between buying my ticket and getting into that show were the longest 239 days of my life.
I still can’t believe it’s over.
If I didn’t have pictures and posters and cd’s and bruises and a missing shoe to prove it…
I probably wouldn’t even believe it happened in the first place.
So we got in and we got our maps and show time cards, and were off to buy merch.
We went to the Pass the Mic stage and bought cd’s from Between the Trees and had them sign them.
They’re one of my cousin’s favorite bands, so she was really, really happy to be meeting them.
We then proceeded to go find all the record companies’ booths so that we could get free shit from them.
Finally, we were ready to actually see some bands.
We had planned on just spending the entire day at the main stage so that we would be able to be in the front for all the bands there.
So we began with Boys Like Girls, seeing as they’re amazing and everyone I was with loves them.
In the beginning, it was fine, but then they started playing The Great Escape and everyone started pushing.
We were getting tossed all over the place, just slammed into person after person, but I was in the crowd, following it, so it wasn’t that bad.
My father, however, decided that we needed to get out.
Now THAT is hard, and rather terrifying.
The crowd stretched on forever on all sides, and trying to get out of it was near impossible.
Everyone was pushing, and since I wasn’t following the wave of bodies, it was so hard to breathe and I had a panic attack.
I also lost my shoe.
Someone stepped on the back of it, and I was pushed forward, and I lost it.
I knew there was no way I was ever going to get it back.
When we finally made it out of the crowd, I was shaking and sobbing on my cousin’s shoulder-did I mention I had a panic attack?
We lost my friend on the way out, but we made a chain and found her, so that was good.
After Boys Like Girls, we went to see if we could find anywhere to purchase another pair of shoes so I wouldn’t have to be barefoot for the ten hours that were to follow.
After about an hour of searching, there were still no shoes, so I decided to just deal with it.
Let me tell you now, there is nothing more painful than walking around Bamboozle for ten hours with only one shoe on.
First of all you’re all lopsided, since one leg is higher up than the other, and second of all there’s so much shit on the ground [broken glass, waterbottles, gum] that it just hurts a lot.
But I dealt, and it was worth it.
We then decided to go see Silverstein, since they were playing on the main stage at the time, and Paul Koehler is my life.
We couldn’t get anywhere near the front, and I was missing a shoe anyway, so I didn’t bother trying, but they were still amazing.
After Silverstein, it was about 2:30, and we didn’t have anything to do until 4:15, when The Almost was having a signing, so we decided to go get some more merch, and perhaps see The Matches, who were playing under the name “The Locals”.
So we went to the Bamboozle TV Bubble, where they were supposed to be playing, and Maddie all of a sudden got this weird look on her face and was practically hyperventilating.
So I looked in the direction her eyes were pointing and Shawn Harris was sitting on a chair there.
So she goes up to him and says “Can you sign my shirt?”
To which he responds “I’m not in the band.”
So she says “…Yes you are… you’re Shawn Harris, right?”
And he pulls off his sunglasses and says “No.”
Now this girl is obsessed with The Matches, and I would never doubt her knowledge of the appearance of Shawn Harris, so if she says it’s him, then I know it’s him.
It’s the same thing as Gerard walking down the street and me saying “Hey it’s Gerard.” And someone looking me in the eye and saying “Are you sure or could you be mistaken?”
Obviously, this was Shawn Harris, but he refused to admit it, and also refused to sign her shirt.
Needless to say, she was pissed.
She swore she’d never listen to The Matches again, and said she’d lost all respect for Shawn.
Knowing her, I believe that.
We walked around for a while, looking at all the shit they had at all the booths, and then we went to stand in line for The Almost.
We waited in that line for literally forty minutes in the sun.
It sucked a lot, especially when we were about five people from the front of the line, and security came out and said that the band was leaving for another signing and would no longer be signing anything there.
We were pissed, but we ended up just switching spots and waiting in line for them at the other signing.
We were in that line for thirty minutes, but finally we got to meet them, and it was all worth it.
I started on the right, and Aaron signed my poster.
For anyone that was wondering if he’s as gorgeous in person as he is in videos…
He is.
He was wearing a really cool neon blue sweatshirt, and when he smiled at me and said “Hi, I’m Aaron,” I melted on the inside.
On the outside I was collected, though, and I smiled back and said “Yeah, I know. I’m Kay.”
Then I was hustled along the line and the rest of the band signed it too.
That poster is now hanging on my wall.
I was happy despite the sunburn when we skipped off to catch the end of Cartel’s set.
They were pretty good, as far as I could tell.
I was all the way in the back though, as none of the people I was with were really that into them, but they were pretty good.
After they finished, we went back to the Pass the Mic stage and waited for Between the Trees to come on.
First, we had to wait for Red Light Green Light to finish, which we did happily, as they’re amazing.
At one point, the singer got up onto the tallest amp and got in trouble with security, but all in all they were just awesome.
Then it was time for Between the Trees, but first they had a bunch of comedians come on and try to make us laugh.
I would still like for someone to explain to me exactly why the fuck there were comedians at Bamboozle.
Seriously, anyone there was there because they wanted to see the concert.
CONCERT.
Not COMEDY.
Now I appreciate that they start with the same two letters, and are therefore easy for mentally impaired people to confuse, but they are not by any means the same thing.
They’re just not.
Anyway so the fucking comedians came and went and then Between the Trees took the stage.
Let me just start by saying that they are an absolutely amazing band, and if you’ve never heard of them, you should check them out at www.myspace.com/betweenthetrees.
Anyway, so they started playing and they were amazing, and I could see my cousin about to cry, because they’re one of her favorite bands and she wanted so much to see them.
Like you could just tell how much it meant to her, so that made me happy.
But what made me happiest was that I knew MCR was going to be coming on just two hours later, and I was waiting for my shining moment of happiness.
But first Maddie’s had to come.
Between the trees ended their set and left the stage, and they began the transition into Jeffree Star.
Yes, that’s right…
Jeffree fucking Star.
Let me just explain to you Maddie’s obsession with him for a moment.
I’ve been counting down: two hundred thirty nine days until Bamboozle.
She, on the other hand has been counting: two hundred thirty nine days until we meet Jeffree Star.
This was a big deal for her, and Vicky was excited too, so me and my cousin were like fuck it let’s just watch it.
So we did.
And I have to say, it was definitely one of the strangest experiences of my life.
He strutted around the stage in his pink hair and tight minidress, rapping to his strange sexual songs and even throwing in some screamo here and there.
I can’t say I loved it =X
But it was definitely an interesting experience, and I’m glad I stayed for it.
Plus, now I have pictures of me and my friends with J*, which is always cool.
Finally, we got to make our way to the main stage to see My Chemical Romance.
I can’t really describe my excitement at that point, but I was excited.
At the time, I was thinking that the only thing that could distract me from my destination would be a beautiful band boy that wasn’t even playing walking around, so it was definitely ironic that Ben Jorgenson walked by right at that moment.
I half wanted to follow him, but then I thought I should probably go procure a spot by the Main stage, so I just contented myself with the fact that I’d seen Ben Jorgenson walking around, and he’d smiled at me.
Finally, we got to the stage, just as Hellogoodbye were playing their second to last song.
We came in from Frankie’s side, or what was soon to be Frankie’s side, and we began pushing in, making our way along the barrier until it was too crowded and we had to move back a fe  people.
By the time we reached our final spot, we were about ten people back from the barrier, four or five feet in from the very left corner of the stage.
In other words, our spot owned.
Even though I was aware that I probably would not be able to see Ray, I knew that I would be able to see Frankie, Matt, and Gerard with perfect clarity, and I was ecstatic.
We waited in that spot for about fortyfive minutes, talking with the people around us and just generally chilling, before the lights that shone on the crowd went out, and the lights on the stage got bright and they started making smoke.
We all screamed, but the band wasn’t actually coming out at that point;
They just like to psyche us out.
They turned on and off the lights, alternated between blowing smoke and not blowing smoke, invoking screams from the crowd at each change, until eventually we were just screaming for the hell of it, and not because we actually thought the band was coming.
And then they came.
There was no stretcher, just five guys in Black Parade uniforms walking out onto the stage.
Frankie came over to our side, and Gerard took the mic in the middle.
He looked out onto the crowd and said, “Now come one, come all to this tragic affair…”
We were all singing at the top of our lungs, “wipe off that makeup, what’s in is despair.”
We were smiling and Gerard moved a little to the left so he was closer to us, and I could see his face.
I could see his eyes perfectly, and his nose, and his hair.
He was beautiful.
He pounded the microphone in the air when the powerchord riff came and we all pounded our fists with him.
And when he started on “SAVE ME!” I was about to cry, I was so happy.
It was just like last time, asking for them to save us, only this time I was in the huge, pulsing crowd, and they were so close.
The End. ended and they delved right into Dead! without stopping.
It was amazing.
I sang as loud as my lungs would let me and it was amazing.
But every song has to end, and eventually that one did too.
And the crowd cheered, and Gerard shushed us all.He started saying things about how we were all in this together.
And how we were unstoppable if we stood tall and helped each other out.
And if we were there for each other.
"They can knock us down.” he shouted to us, “They can battle us. They can call us any name in the book. They can burn us. They can fucking poison us.”
He paused, taking in the energy of the crowd, and we cheered at the top of our motherfucking lungs, “BUT WE WILL NOT STOP!"
I was crying.
Shouting, screaming, jumping up and down, and crying.
Then they started up again with This is How I Disappear.
It was amazing, but in the context of the show, not the most memorable song of the night.
In any other concert, it would have been, but since it was MCR… yeah.
Then that song ended too, and it was time for The Sharpest Lives.
I’m not entirely sure, but if memory serves me right, then this was the song when Frankie licked Gerard’s leg.
It was really awesome.
At first I didn’t know what was going on.
Frankie was over there and I was like ‘what the fuck is he doing?’
And then he was on the ground and I was like ‘care to explain?’
And then he licked his thigh and I was like ‘OOHH NOW I SEE!’
And we laughed and cheered, because it was funny, and if I do say so myself, pretty fucking hot.
But they continued on as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened, and finished the song with poise and general MyChemishness.
Then, Welcome to the Black Parade started, and everyone in the audience knew the words.
Fuck, even my father, standing about ten feet behind me, was singing along.
He made a point of singing sort of at me, so that I would know he was singing.
I don’t know, I suppose he was proud of himself for knowing some of my music.
We sang along every word, screaming louder at the “we’ll carry on” parts than any other, just because that’s the most important part, if you ask me.
Now I feel the need to point out, for the second time in this review, that I was fifteen fucking feet away from Frank Iero.
I’m not sure if anyone realizes this…
But fifteen feet.
I feel the need to mention this again because it was during this song that he looked at me.
His eyes scanned the crowd, and for .25 seconds…
There was some definite eye contact.
He looked at me.
I looked at him.
It was one of the happiest .25 seconds of my life.
I’m sure he doesn’t even remember it, or remember me, but as far as I’m concerned…
Frank Anthony Iero knows that I exist.
It was amazing.
Anyway so this song ended too, because, as I’ve stated multiple times, every song ends, and now it was time for I Don’t Love You.
I definitely saw people crying during this song, though I was not one of them.
The video makes me cry.
I Don’t Love You came and went, as did House of Wolves.
I must say that Gerard did quite the dance during House of Wolves xD
He shook his ass like I’ve never seen anyone shake their ass before xD
He turned around and put his hand at his side and wiggled his ass and tapped his foot and it made me smile.
I suppose it’s not exactly a shock that it made me smile, considering basically everything that man does makes me smile, but it was funny all the same.
Anyway so I’m sure you’ve concluded by now that they played every song on the album, from beginning to end, and so it won’t come as a shock to anyone that Cancer was next.
Before he even started talking about it, though, I saw him say something to Frankie, and Frankie said something back, and Gerard smiled.
I wasn’t really paying too close attention to Frankie, though, because Gerard was walking to the mic, and I wanted to hear what he was going to say.
“This next song is about a disease…”
He trailed off and giggled.
I was confused, since diseases aren’t exactly giggle-worthy.
But he looked over at Frankie and then back at us and said “Look at Frankie! He just found out he doesn’t get to play this song.”
I looked over, and Frankie was sitting on the floor, guitar on his lap, sulking because he didn’t get to play the song.
It was one of the most adorable things I’ve ever seen in my life.
Did I ever mention to anyone that I love Frank Iero?
Because I do =]
Meanwhile, while I was awing over Frankie, Gerard was making a small speech about Cancer, and about how it was a disease that affects a lot of people, and how he knows it’s touched a lot of us, and this song was for us.
And then they started playing it [with the exception of Frankie of course].
We all had lighters or cell phones in the air, depending on which you had [I used a cell phone] and I saw a lot of people crying.
Surprisingly… I was not one of them.
It felt so good to hear it, though, and I could feel the togetherness of the crowd and the band, especially when it was so silent like that.
But it ended, like every other song on the planet, and it was time for Mama.
The pyro during this song was amazing.
I was so close I could feel the heat from it on my face.
It was like sitting a foot away from a fireplace.
I can only imagine what it was like for the boys on stage.
They didn’t faint, though, which was good.
And they played the song flawlessly and at the end Gerard did his little crying/laughing part.
It was like “Ha… haha… haha… ha… hahaha… a surprise party? For me? ha… you shouldn’t have.”
He does that at every show.
And I was expecting it.
But if he hadn’t done it there I’d have been disappointed.
So I’m glad he did =]
Anyway so then it was time for Sleep.
I’d been on a Sleep kick for the week before, listening to basically nothing but Sleep and Shut Up and Play.
[no I don’t mean Disenchanted… I mean Shut Up and Play]
So anyway I was really happy to hear it live.
It made me really smiley.
When it started and Gerard started to sing we all screamed.
I guess it’s not that surprising, considering we screamed at the beginning to every song, but I don’t know.
I guess I just noticed it more during this song because it made it hard to hear the computerized voice over the speakers.
But then “Now suffer all the children…”
It was so fucking cool.
I sang at the top of my lungs, and I could feel that my eyes were bright.
Does that make sense?
Like… that I could feel my eyes were bright?
Okay so let me attempt to explain this.
Usually, when I’m just walking around, I feel kind of dull inside.
And I can feel my eyes reflecting that, I guess.
Maybe I’m just being weird.
But during the show, I could feel my eyes light up.
Like there was something stirring behind them, and they got bright.
Maybe I just felt light and bright and happy.
I don’t know, all I know is that I’m probably boring you with descriptions of my eyes when I should be describing Gerard and Frankie and Bob and Ray and Matt.
So I’ll go back to them again.
So where were we?
Oh yeah.
Sleep.
So the song ended and it was time for Teenagers.
Now that…
That is a song to hear.
It was amazing, but before it could start, Gerard had to make a speech.
I don’t remember it perfectly, but if memory serves, it went like this:
“Any of you who ever feel depressed, and any of you who ever feel suicidal, you can talk to somebody. You can talk to your mom or you can talk to your friend or someone at school. And we know from experience and from other people telling us that the world can be an ugly place, and life isn’t always good. There’s war and disease and feelings get hurt and people are awful and life sucks. But we also know it can be beautiful. Look around you. We’re all here together. And no matter how much it feels like it sometimes, you are never alone. We’re here for you and they’re here for you, and you should know to never resort to violence. No matter what. Violence is never the answer.”
It made me cry.
I was sobbing throughout the whole thing.
Tears running down my face, breathing hard, sobbing.
And it was amazing.
I think most people around me were crying.
It was just amazing.
It made me feel so complete.
It was amazing.
When the music started I stopped crying though.
I find it rather difficult to cry when they’re playing, probably because it’s just hard to feel anything but bliss and togetherness when you’re in the crowd and your savior band is in the same room as you.
Anyway, so Teenagers played.
And it was amazing.
I jumped nonstop and pounded my fist in the air and felt the release of the crowd as we sang this “fuck you” to everyone who’s ever doubted us.
Because that’s what Teenagers really is to me.
It’s a “fuck you” to everyone who’s ever doubted us, and anyone who’s ever pushed us around, and anyone who’s ever put us down.
It’s just a really liberating song.
And it’s amazing.
But how many times have I said it?
And I’ll say it again: every song ends.
So what’s next on the lineup?
Disenchanted<3
Now, let me just let it be clear that Disenchanted is my song.
It’s been my song since October 22, when I heard it for the first time.
[yes, I am aware that the album came out on October 24, but I was lucky enough to hear it two days early.]
Anyway so I was so excited to hear it.
Before it started, Gerard had to get a word in, because he’s like that.
So he said “The Black Parade only has two songs left! Then you have to deal with the likes of My Chemical Romance. Personally, I think their language is atrocious and they dress badly.”
We all laughed.
I was expecting him to say something like that, too.
And I would have been disappointed had he not, so I was happy.
So Disenchanted started.
“Well I was there on the day…”
I think I screamed “I CAN PLAY THAT ON THE GUITAR!” when the intro started…
Because I seem to remember getting a few weird looks from people.
They weren’t mean looks…
Just strange looks.
But anyway my favorite part of that song is when he sings “I spent my high school career spit on and shoved to agree.”
I pounded my fist in the air during that part and accidentally hooked the person behind me’s camera and hit the person in front of me with it.
I felt bad, but the girl in front of me didn’t even notice and I gave the camera back to the girl behind me, so it was all good.
It was just an amazing song.
Finally, it was time for the song I’d been waiting for.
See, when I saw them in Hartford, Famous Last Words owned my soul.
It’s the song to hear live.
Trust me.
It’s the most amazing feeling ever.
And this time, if possible, it was twenty times better.
This time, I was in the pulsing crowd.
The pit.
Fifteen feet away from the band.
And it was the most amazing feeling anyone’s ever felt in the history of the universe.
I’m convinced of it.
I felt so bad for the girl in front of me though.
I must have hit her in the head about twenty times.
I was careful not to tackle anyone or do anything to really hurt someone…
But I still managed to hit that poor girl so many times.
And twice was with my camera =X
I felt so bad.
But it was still amazing, and I barely noticed I was hitting her and I don’t think she noticed either.
I can’t imagine anyone ever feeling anything better than what I felt in that moment,
When me and everyone in that entire crowd were shouting “I AM NOT AFRAID TO KEEP ON LIVING! I AM NOT AFRAID TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE!”
To understand just how many people were in that crowd, it stretched all the way from the main stage to the Monster stage.
If you weren’t there, then it still doesn’t make much sense, but well…
Gerard, at one point, had them shine a light on the crowd, and his eyes got really wide when he saw how many of us there were, and he said “Shit there’s a lot of you.”
And with the amount of people they play to on a daily basis…
That’s saying something.
And to hear all of them screaming it, and to be in that, to be a part of that, is just indescribable.
The part of the night I remember most clearly, most vividly, was during the second chorus, at the “I AM NOT AFRAID TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE” part.
I remember taking a good look around at everyone screaming it, and thinking that none of us had to walk this world alone.
Because we were all there for each other.
It just really sunk in.
And it was amazing.
I almost cried, but then the music swept me away again, and my eyes stayed dry.
I was both exhilarated and slightly upset when Famous Last Words ended:
Exhilarated because I had just had the most amazing five minutes of my life.
Upset because the most amazing five minutes of my life were over.
“WE ARE THE BLACK PARADE! My Chemical Romance is up next, if you’re into that kind of thing.”
And they walked off stage.
The crowd started to disperse, and I yelled at people who were leaving, frantically trying to save everyone from missing the Revenge songs.
Most people listened, but some left.
I felt bad, but at least I’d tried.
A recording started playing “Well they encourage your complete cooperation…”
And the whole crowd sang along to Blood.
And then they came back onstage.
Gerard in his perfect leather jacket, otherwise known as Sex.
And everyone else in teeshirts.
They all looked gorgeous.
But Gerard looked especially beautiful.
Maybe I’m a little prejudiced, as it’s Gerard, but oh well.
“Well if you wanted honesty, that’s all you had to say…”
Yes, that’s right…
I’m Not Okay (I Promise).
It’s an amazing song, and listening to it live is absolutely incredible.
Guess what?
I’m not okay.
It feels so good to just scream that to the world.
Because it’s the truth.
I’m Not Okay ended and it was time for Give ‘Em Hell Kid.
Now let me just say…
That MCR fans own all other fans.
Like… we OWN them.
So I already told you about how during Boys Like Girls I lost my shoe and no one cared.
But during this song the girl behind me dropped her tiny, purple memory stick for her camera.
It was like an inch long and a millimeter thick.
In this huge crowd, you’d never think she would get it back.
Well did I not tell you that MCR fans own?
Because we opened up a HUGE circle around her, and about ten of us were on the floor, searching for that memory stick.
We got on our hands and knees and opened up our cell phones for light and searched the ground.
And you know what?
We found it.
Now that is sticking together =]
So yeah Give ‘Em Hell Kid ended like all other songs, and Prison started.
But he started Prison oddly like…
Gah I don’t really remember…
It was like “she wants to go” or something like that.
I don’t know.
I just remember being really confused because I’ve never heard him start it like that.
So he sang Prison and then he started Cemetery Drive.
Now that is an amazing song.
One of my favorites
But before he started it he was trying to talk about how everyone had been sick.
He was like “We’re really upset we had to cancel all these dates, but everyone’s been sick. And they really couldn’t play. I’m so proud of them for playing today.” And other things to that effect.
But then they shone a spotlight on him.
So he jumped out of the way a little.
But it followed him.
Well, I’m sure you can guess what happens next… Gerard must play the Avoid the Spotlight game.
So he jumps out of the way again.
But it follows him again.
So he starts doing this weird cute little dance to get away from it.
And finally he gets out of range, and it can’t get to him.
He got the cutest triumphant look on his face and this huge smile, and stood really tall like he was really proud of himself.
And he said “See! There’s ways to avoid these things.”
He was so fucking pleased with himself it was so cute.
But then they shone a second one on him, one that he wasn’t out of range of.
His eyes got so wide so fast xD
He was so surprised and he jumped and looked at us and said “SHIT now there’s two of ‘em!”
It was the most adorable thing ever.
We all laughed and cheered and awwed and it was amazing.
He was so fucking cute.
Anyway so then he finished his speech about how everyone had been sick and he said something that made me think Cemetery Drive was going to be the last song of the night.
I got so upset that he wasn’t going to play Helena and that I was going to have to go home and not be at the concert anymore that I started to actually cry xD
I’m so pathetic, but I really didn’t want to leave.
I was afraid of losing the feeling the show was giving me.
I swear, it’s like a fucking addiction.
So they played Cemetery Drive and it was amazing.
It’s one of my favorite songs on the entire Revenge album, second only to It’s Not a Fashion Statement it’s a Fucking Deathwish, which unfortunately they did not play.
But Cemetery Drive ended and they started the intro to Helena.
Gerard said something about it being an amazing show, and he loves us, and we should be good to each other, and this was the last song of the night.
And we were supposed to sing along as loud as we could.
And then he started the intro.
And then he started, “Long ago, just like the hearse you die to get in again…”
This song made me cry so hard.
For anyone that doesn’t know, my gramma is really sick, and she’s not supposed to make it much longer.
Every time I see her when I leave I have to say goodbye like it’s the last time.
And I hate it.
But hearing that song makes me realize that I’m so not alone it’s not even funny.
Like it’s just amazing.
I needed to hear that song.
I love it so much.
It was awesome, because people were crowdsurfing so much during it.
This one guy was crowdsurfing over me except I’m short and so he fell a little when he got to me and it startled me and he landed on top of me xD
It hurt but he was cute so it was okay.
He apologized and it was fine.
So we finished Helena and the boys left the stage and I wanted them so badly to come back and play Heaven Help Us or something, but we screamed “ENCORE!” and “MCR!” for a while and they didn’t come back, so everyone started to clear off.
I stayed for a bit though.
Not that long, but long enough that most of the people had cleared off and you could just look at the ground.
You couldn’t even see the concrete.
The entire thing was just a sea of crushed water bottles and lost shoes.
That’s why we stayed behind in the first place, to find my shoe.
Yeah I didn’t xD
But I could barely walk after all that time so I just found a shoe that fit me and put that one on instead.
I was so fucking dehydrated I could barely function but let me tell you…
It was so worth it.
We bought water and I limped back to the car:
Sweaty,
Shoeless,
Sunburnt,
Tired,
Falling over,
Bruised,
And exhilarated.
It was the best day of my life, and I miss it every fucking day.

Who's going?! Where are you planning on staying if you're hoteling/moteling it?

I'm going with some friends, crashing in a hotel nearby. Get at me if you want in on it/want to meet up sometime during the day.

good friends, good bands, good music, good alcohol, raging it, bro-downs, shall be a kickass time as normal.

Goo Goo Dolls/Copeland time comes before though, can't wait for next weekend.

xoxo audio love.

oh snap! more 'boozle bandss!


oh...and......fob and timbaland....UNREAL.