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angelgazing) wrote2008-07-27 08:18 pm
angelgazing) wrote2008-07-27 08:18 pm
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when you let your heart win...
D-Fest was, uh, awesome.
There was a minor detour of un-awesomeness where I lost my keys. And there's a very long story about that, but I'll shorten it to: after much panic (on my part) the keys were found, locked inside my car, with a note that said, "Found your keys on the ground. Sorry about the locked door." I wish, really, I wish that I could have hugged that person, so, so hard.
It was awesome, people. For real.
Then! OMG Phantom Planet! With the hotassery and the requests that girls not take their shirts off "because I don't want to get arrested, and I can see how old you are." And with, you know, rocking my socks. Seriously, they put on such a good show. It's always nice when the front man knows how to make a crowd interested. "You people in the back who decided to stick around, you're awesome! Not as awesome as these mother fuckers in the front. No offense, but I've known them longer." And just before he climbed down from the stage and climbed on to the rails to the crowd: "Just... please don't steal my keys." It was also awesome, because I was one of those mother fuckers in the front. God, I want to see them play live always. They should be at every concert I go to.
Then! Then was Paramore! And, you know, awesome again. Haley is tiny like a tiny thing but she's got such a big voice. The guitarist on the side of the stage where we were (Tyler?) was good eye candy. The crowd only vaguely made me want to kill people. I was no smashed against the rails until the very end, when some dumb asses decided to try and mosh to Misery Business. And listen, listen, if you're into that shit, well, good for you. Let the rest of us enjoy the fucking show.
But! But!
God, the awesome.
In other news: Packing: 1 Nichole: 0
There was a minor detour of un-awesomeness where I lost my keys. And there's a very long story about that, but I'll shorten it to: after much panic (on my part) the keys were found, locked inside my car, with a note that said, "Found your keys on the ground. Sorry about the locked door." I wish, really, I wish that I could have hugged that person, so, so hard.
It was awesome, people. For real.
Then! OMG Phantom Planet! With the hotassery and the requests that girls not take their shirts off "because I don't want to get arrested, and I can see how old you are." And with, you know, rocking my socks. Seriously, they put on such a good show. It's always nice when the front man knows how to make a crowd interested. "You people in the back who decided to stick around, you're awesome! Not as awesome as these mother fuckers in the front. No offense, but I've known them longer." And just before he climbed down from the stage and climbed on to the rails to the crowd: "Just... please don't steal my keys." It was also awesome, because I was one of those mother fuckers in the front. God, I want to see them play live always. They should be at every concert I go to.
Then! Then was Paramore! And, you know, awesome again. Haley is tiny like a tiny thing but she's got such a big voice. The guitarist on the side of the stage where we were (Tyler?) was good eye candy. The crowd only vaguely made me want to kill people. I was no smashed against the rails until the very end, when some dumb asses decided to try and mosh to Misery Business. And listen, listen, if you're into that shit, well, good for you. Let the rest of us enjoy the fucking show.
But! But!
God, the awesome.
In other news: Packing: 1 Nichole: 0