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OMGWUT I HAD SO MUCH FUN IT WAS AMAZING.
Okay, okay. So me and two guy friends were rockin' the floor, which basically means that you push and shove from the moment you set foot in the place, just to survive.
First up was Flyleaf. That little chick is hardcore. She skipped on stage wearing this lacy white dress and combat boots, and I'm like, "<3". The lead guitarist had this fun trick where he would get up on a table and then jump off again, his leg practically up over his head. I was impressed.
I like Flyleaf okay, but they weren't the reason why I bought the tickets. But still, damn. That girl can scream.
This was where my night was made. I only ever bring $20 to any kind of concert, more as a challenge than anything. But this time, I was SOL, as any and all t-shirts were $32. I was like, "Fuck."
But right after Flyleaf departed, I felt something soft under my foot. I looked down and there, coiled lovingly around my ankle, was a Three Days Grace shirt that someone had lost. The exact shirt I would have purchased, had I the cash. Clearly, I was meant to have this shirt.
I am wearing said shirt as I type this (after it was washed), because who am I to question fate?
Second up was Breaking Benjamin. The lead singer's face gets kind of scary when he screams. XD They played So Cold and I LOVED IT. They also busted out Polyamorous, and I felt legit. I don't like sounding like a music snob, but Breaking Benjamin and I go back a long way. I felt vindicated.
Also: Breaking Benjamin covering Aerosmith's Dream On = YES.
By this time, we were all pretty sweaty and gross. We'd been on our feet, jumping around for hours. My friends were getting ansty because there had yet to be a mosh pit. I like moshing, but its not why I go to concerts. Believe it or not, I go for the music. It's only when I'm bored will I want to do some crowd-violence.
Last up was my favorite, Three Days Grace. A lot of people were upset, as they were hoping that Breaking Benjamin would headline. I was happy, because I happen to love Three Days Grace. I might have been the only audience member over the age of 15 who would admit to this, but whatever. Three Days Grace and I have been together since their first album, which got me through my angsty teenage years.
And it was then that the moshing began.
The floor was a mixed bag. There were a lot of older folks, but unfortunately, some parents thought it a good idea to bring their ten, twelve, and fifteen year old kids down into the depths. I'm all for cool parents, but I was genuinely worried that some of these little, stick-thin girls would get hurt if things got rowdy.
And got rowdy it did. But I have no one to blame but myself.
My two guy friends were itching for something to do, and I was game. They pushed, I fell into some guys behind us, and it was on. We were a very small pit, with only a few hardcore moshers, but dammit, I was up in that! There were skinheads, regular dudes, and even a few other girls rocking out.
As with all good pits, we started and stopped along with the music. When a really insane part started, we would be tearing it up, and when the chorus ended, we'd be back to jumping and singing along.
A couple of times, we had to rescue people who fell, as well as the little kids who got sucked in. I went down once, but managed to get out of the entire venue relatively unscathed.
And as for the music, it rocked. Three Days Grace put on a great show. The drummer sat on a revolving stage, and played a good ten minute solo. At one point, the lead singer ended up behind all of us, standing on a small stage in the back, and then walked back up on stage.
Also, they were the first show I've seen to have pyrotechnics.
I Hate Everything About You was phenomenal. And then he asked us what to play next, to which we of course responded, Riot. I kind of missed most of the song because I was so busy getting thrown around. By that time, it was really hard to catch your breath, with all the smoke and carbon dioxide in the air. I did take a blow to the ribs in that one, which complicated matters.
The lead singer also did a small, acoustic solo of In the Aire Tonight, which was all kinds of fantastic. I hope they'll release that, one day. The man has a good voice.
AFTER: We all filed out, dehydrated and exhausted. My friends and I hit up a Shell station for slushies, and then Whataburger for some food. We went through the drive-thru, and I bought the biggest iced tea they could give me. In the time it took them to get our food, I had finished the cup and asked the guy at the window for a refill. I got one.
I got to see Flyleaf, Breaking Benjamin, and Three Days Grace. I got a free shirt. I moshed during Riot. I got a refill at the drive-thru.
CONCERT = SUCCESS.
And, to top it all off in a truly delicious way, I got rehired for the fall as an RA.
YAY JOB YAY!
THE ONLY DOWN NOTE: My boss is concerned about what I put in the required community newsletters I have to write every month. I told my residents to have fun during Spring Break, only have safe sex, and don't drink and drive. I THINK THIS TO BE A GOOD MESSAGE FOR COLLEGE KIDS, BUT I GUESS THIS IS NOT THE CASE.
Seriously, I hate censors.
Okay, okay. So me and two guy friends were rockin' the floor, which basically means that you push and shove from the moment you set foot in the place, just to survive.
First up was Flyleaf. That little chick is hardcore. She skipped on stage wearing this lacy white dress and combat boots, and I'm like, "<3". The lead guitarist had this fun trick where he would get up on a table and then jump off again, his leg practically up over his head. I was impressed.
I like Flyleaf okay, but they weren't the reason why I bought the tickets. But still, damn. That girl can scream.
This was where my night was made. I only ever bring $20 to any kind of concert, more as a challenge than anything. But this time, I was SOL, as any and all t-shirts were $32. I was like, "Fuck."
But right after Flyleaf departed, I felt something soft under my foot. I looked down and there, coiled lovingly around my ankle, was a Three Days Grace shirt that someone had lost. The exact shirt I would have purchased, had I the cash. Clearly, I was meant to have this shirt.
I am wearing said shirt as I type this (after it was washed), because who am I to question fate?
Second up was Breaking Benjamin. The lead singer's face gets kind of scary when he screams. XD They played So Cold and I LOVED IT. They also busted out Polyamorous, and I felt legit. I don't like sounding like a music snob, but Breaking Benjamin and I go back a long way. I felt vindicated.
Also: Breaking Benjamin covering Aerosmith's Dream On = YES.
By this time, we were all pretty sweaty and gross. We'd been on our feet, jumping around for hours. My friends were getting ansty because there had yet to be a mosh pit. I like moshing, but its not why I go to concerts. Believe it or not, I go for the music. It's only when I'm bored will I want to do some crowd-violence.
Last up was my favorite, Three Days Grace. A lot of people were upset, as they were hoping that Breaking Benjamin would headline. I was happy, because I happen to love Three Days Grace. I might have been the only audience member over the age of 15 who would admit to this, but whatever. Three Days Grace and I have been together since their first album, which got me through my angsty teenage years.
And it was then that the moshing began.
The floor was a mixed bag. There were a lot of older folks, but unfortunately, some parents thought it a good idea to bring their ten, twelve, and fifteen year old kids down into the depths. I'm all for cool parents, but I was genuinely worried that some of these little, stick-thin girls would get hurt if things got rowdy.
And got rowdy it did. But I have no one to blame but myself.
My two guy friends were itching for something to do, and I was game. They pushed, I fell into some guys behind us, and it was on. We were a very small pit, with only a few hardcore moshers, but dammit, I was up in that! There were skinheads, regular dudes, and even a few other girls rocking out.
As with all good pits, we started and stopped along with the music. When a really insane part started, we would be tearing it up, and when the chorus ended, we'd be back to jumping and singing along.
A couple of times, we had to rescue people who fell, as well as the little kids who got sucked in. I went down once, but managed to get out of the entire venue relatively unscathed.
And as for the music, it rocked. Three Days Grace put on a great show. The drummer sat on a revolving stage, and played a good ten minute solo. At one point, the lead singer ended up behind all of us, standing on a small stage in the back, and then walked back up on stage.
Also, they were the first show I've seen to have pyrotechnics.
I Hate Everything About You was phenomenal. And then he asked us what to play next, to which we of course responded, Riot. I kind of missed most of the song because I was so busy getting thrown around. By that time, it was really hard to catch your breath, with all the smoke and carbon dioxide in the air. I did take a blow to the ribs in that one, which complicated matters.
The lead singer also did a small, acoustic solo of In the Aire Tonight, which was all kinds of fantastic. I hope they'll release that, one day. The man has a good voice.
AFTER: We all filed out, dehydrated and exhausted. My friends and I hit up a Shell station for slushies, and then Whataburger for some food. We went through the drive-thru, and I bought the biggest iced tea they could give me. In the time it took them to get our food, I had finished the cup and asked the guy at the window for a refill. I got one.
I got to see Flyleaf, Breaking Benjamin, and Three Days Grace. I got a free shirt. I moshed during Riot. I got a refill at the drive-thru.
CONCERT = SUCCESS.
And, to top it all off in a truly delicious way, I got rehired for the fall as an RA.
YAY JOB YAY!
THE ONLY DOWN NOTE: My boss is concerned about what I put in the required community newsletters I have to write every month. I told my residents to have fun during Spring Break, only have safe sex, and don't drink and drive. I THINK THIS TO BE A GOOD MESSAGE FOR COLLEGE KIDS, BUT I GUESS THIS IS NOT THE CASE.
Seriously, I hate censors.
