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| Where to start....well, I almost for got the tickets for one as I was very excited and nervous. We got to the venue without fail and without a scratch on my car. I parked, we got out, headed in, got t-shirts, and went into the crowd. After about 15 minutes my mom didn't think she could stand that long, so she headed to the chairs in the back. I stayed up front though inching my way forward from the 6th row, and by the end to the 3rd row, near Hunter. The opening act wasn't to my taste, but I did adore their lovely accents, as did my mom. It was pretty cool though that they got a large circle like that. Gives Kansas a sort of label of, pushovers. Anyway, I didn't take many photos like I wanted because of the lights, though by the end the lights seemed to have worked out to my outdated phone. I don't remember the set list per-say, but I know that they played all of my favorite songs, even one I haven't heard in forever! I was surprised when Adam's drum symbol, I think it was, malfunctioned and he kept hitting it (So cute!), and then Jade seemed to have been having trouble! He even smiled, which seemed was a rare sight. This happened last time they came here too, but it was entertaining to watch Davey become a..how did he put it, a "High-schooler" again. Oh Davey, such a character you are. I was also astonished that they played a three song encore, again all my favorites. As always I teared up during "The Interview" as it always hits a serious cord with me. That song pulled me through alot during my last high school year. After the show, I got to meet Adam and Hunter. (Sadly most of the people around me didn't know what instrument they played or if they were part of the band. I was very disappointed to say the least). Adam was adorable and sweet as always, while Hunter was his wacky and cool self. I got to shake his hand, but for Adam I was to nervous. Funny how that worked out yes? Again, I will try to get Davey and Jade to sign my mom's shirt when they come around again as Blaqk Audio. First rock concert for my mom and she got to see two out of four of the band members. Sweet! If you would like to see more of the photos I took, don't be shy and friend me on my Facebook. :D Link Below:
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SETLIST:
Torch Song
Girl's Not Grey
Kill Caustic
Veronica Sawyer Smokes
The Days Of The Phoenix
The Leaving Song Pt. II
End Transmission
Love Is A Many Splendored Thing
Beautiful Thieves
Dancing Through Sunday
Bleed Black
The Leaving Song
On The Arrow
Death of Seasons
Medicate
Love Like Winter
The Interview
Miss Murder
Silver and Cold
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S0CNr302Qpo
Some Moments:
"Ah. Well, that really kills the mood when you're singing about wanting to fucking die. Great. Well, I guess this is the part where I have to be a frontman funny-guy. I used to be able to do some stand-up in my younger, spryer days..." - Davey Havok during Bleed Black
More to come later!!
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| I just don't understand. I can't seem to get his face out of my head. Jareth, the Goblin King and the Ballroom Scene. I had a dream last night, again, that I was Sarah dancing with him in for hours on end. I personally didn't have any reason to run away from him, but 'Sarah' did. Not to long after dancing, the bell would toll (my alarm clock), she would crash the glass falling down into darkness, white feathers falling all around, and then I would wake up with a start. As if I finally landed back into reality. Don't get me wrong I love reality, perhaps that sounds crazy, but I do. It makes the 'Fantasy' ever more appealing and worthy of dreaming. I have quite a lot of dreams and I remember most of them, but of course there are some that I don't or they fade with time. I've only had about two nightmares in my life, the others were trying to say something or they were romantic. Jareth is perhaps my first real 'I want a love like that'. At this moment in time I will begin explaining the aspects of why. He is elegant, he has manners(rough on the edges as they are), the eyes are different which is unique, he has his own style in hair and fashion, he is a King and not a Prince, and finally he has a certain magnetism to him that draws me. It's a mixture of personality and appearance I guess. It also perhaps helps that it's David Bowie, but I don't see David Bowie, when I watch the movie, I think of Jareth as a totally different person. Yes, their eyes and facial structure may be the same, but their personalities are different. Anway, back to the point of 'I don't understand.' is just how I could have left that place without asking the one question I wanted to ask since I got there. We exchanged I love yous, kisses, and afflictions, but nothing about getting together. I so wanted to say or ask, "If you asked me to be with you forever, I would say 'Yes' faster than a heartbeat, would you?' or something like that. After seeing her for so long, leaving was hard, but for some reason my heart was lighter and the world seemed more beautiful than ever. However, when I got home...reality set in, and I was depressed. Back to the same old days. I wanted to know everything in her mind before I left, and I knew that if we got into it, I knew I would cry..and I didn't want to do that. She doesn't handle crying very well, and my crying doesn't last long because seeing her flustered makes me laugh. I was surprised that when I did start crying at her mother's house...she knew exactly what was going to happen. Nobody has ever known that I was about to cry, other than her. I know we have been friends since sixth grade, but...that much attention to someones habits....it shocked me and made me want to cry even more with happiness. Well, enough about all that. I have to get to bed.
Tell These Rivers Dry Up Into Caverns, See Ya!
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| I never thought that I would have a boss that was as much of a jerk as I thought anybody would be. I was having a rather good Friday , and he comes up and badgers me about me no having a car yet. He gets paid 4x as much as I do and he expects ME to have a car in less than 6 months...I don't think so! He even has like two cars a nice Lincoln and an SUV. Seriously...that's fucked up. Today the family was suppose to go swimming, but it began to rain. We got some pizza and some nice Honey BBQ wings and hang out with mom and dad at a hotel cause there was a party going on there for two nights. I feel so conflicted. I feel lonely, but I have great friends, even though they have dwindled down to two. I guess I'm just wishing to be back in high school. I had such a great time then. Lots of wonderful friends, great teachers, and all the events. It was perhaps the best part of my life so far. I felt like I had a purpose, but now...I feel so lost. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I have a goal which is getting a car, then get higher education, but what am I suppose to do after that? I started thinking what a waste of money and energy it is to go to college. Yes it gives you more money, but why? Just because you have a silly piece of paper that says your smarter than everybody else, or that you have improved a talent that you have, than the 30 year old waiter/waitress that just got her/his high school diploma and didn't have enough money to go? I digress. I'm also conflicted with having friends. I don't know if they need me anymore, and I know my family needs me in some parts. I visit them, have a good time, but when I'm at home. I get so sad and lonely. I hear about their problems and they seem so much greater than mine. I can't tell them my problems or worries. So, I vent on here. Perhaps that's the reason why most of my posts are depressing, sad, or any other negative emotion. I can't find a reason to do anything than just stay at the job I have and live that way and just having a simple life. I know that I love to paint, but I'm thinking it will just become a hobby, like reading books. I'm feeling much better and empty. Having Fernando say that about me not having a car yet made me think that I really haven't done anything worthy so far. I felt so frustrated, disappointed in myself, and so helpless...I tried to hold it in like a always do, but I just couldn't. I broke down....I felt the same way when Zac died...I couldn't stand up and I felt like my strength was gone, but thankfully my mother hugged me making me feel better before I collapsed by the kitchen sink.
Tell My Words Fail To Register Sanity, See You.
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| "I thought that this weekend would be filled with laughter, water, and friends. I was dead wrong. Parents have some other plans to do tomorrow night, even though we still are going to the lake last time I knew. A person that was suppose to be back in town ISN'T. Work sucked more today than I have ever known, and to top it ALL off, I"m really in a foul mood. Right now, I could really careless what that fuck is doing, because you know what, I don't HAVE to fuckin' care about you you know. Yes, you know who the hell you are. I'm talkin' to you. I really hate you, I don't think I've hated anybody more than I hate right now. It takes quite a lot for me to hate, and guess what you just pushed that NO! big red button. I thought that this weekend was going to be filled with friends, talking, and hanging out. But without the person that the other two people haven't seen in a VERY long time it seems really pointless. However, just hanging out with my two best friends, isn't so bad. Yes, I just said two because you little filthy worm no longer hold a place in my heart any longer. You can just disappear and never return...EVER. I'm so furious! I called and guess what your still over there, way to make me feel really idiotic you piece of rat shit. I can't believe that I fuckin' believed you. I can't believe that I thought that we could actually hang out the way we used to, fuckin' fool I am. But this isn't about me it's about you this time. I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself, I'm tired of having to deal with your bullshit too, and I'm REALLY tired of having to make up excuses for your sorry ass. I don't want any heartfelt apology, no letter of sorrow, and I don't want any contact with you at all! I felt like such a idiot....I don't need you, and you diffenatly don't need me. So, lets go our seprate ways, even though perhaps I'm your only contact with the other so called "Friends" here. If you can even call them friends, because you never really talk to them anymore, just through me. I'm SICK OF IT! You really are the worst."
And with all that in my brain, my heart hurts at every word typed, and every puncuation is like a knife opening ever old wound, and creating new ones. That's what I want to say, but I know that those feelings won't last very long. I'm just tired of caring...tired of emotions...and tired of feeling. I just want it all to go away...Fuck My Life.Fuck
Tell I Am Withered Here And Dying, See Ya.
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| June 30th, 2009
-After work at 5, rushed into Wallie-world for some cash from the ATM as well as some food for the family, headed home, called Sami to see if she would like to go, changed into something nice, make-up, brushed hair, and then waited for 30 minutes thinking I would leave by 6:15 or so. Left at around 6:45 and walked around downtown, stopped at the Java Break and got a Mix-N-Match Banana, Coconut, and Home-Made Chocolate Cold Latte. I sat down outside and 'people-watched'...a hobby I adopted from my mother. After getting nice and toasted in the sun, Sami arrived, she got a strawberry smoothie + a little cup of the rest of it, and after talking for a few minutes in the shade we headed to The Bottleneck at around 7:50. Just in time! Sami saw Jon (A KCArt college friend of hers) who just got a job there when we went in. He is really awesome and really fun to talk too. We got our merchandise and waited for the show to start. Brian Bonz was really awesome. His voice was really nice and his songs almost put me to sleep they were so good. (Don't ask me how that works, but it does.) Brian was really funny too making jokes in between..like saying his bottom half was all "Pee-Wee herman ish" and did a Pee-Wee dance stance.
After him, Plushgun got on the stage. They blew me away! I didn't expect to dance within the first two songs they played. Their music really gets me groovin' and dancin'. We were closer to Taylor Armstrong than the other two, Matt Bogdanow (Drums) and Daniel Ingala (Vocals), that's perhaps why we had more photos of him. We got glowsticks from them as well which was really awesome! At their last song Dan went into the (at least 15 people) crowd and let us all get wild and to dance; Even thoug me and Sami were really the ones rockin' out to them there were some other girls to the very right of the stage who were groovin'.
As Nightmare of You took the stage I think I scared Brandon R. almost to death when I asked him how his "Tropical Salad" was as he posted a little blurb of it on his Twitter. I really didn't mean for him to be frightened of me, but even afterwards I felt I sort of freaked him out. To you Brandon R. I'm really sorry if I made you feel uncomfertable and made me seem like a "stalker". I'm not, I just wanted to know that you have a few good die-hard fans out here in Lawrence, KS that like to check up on what you/ and your band are doing ever now and again. ;)
Nightmare of You took the stage not to long after (even though we saw Brandon R. sneak by while Plushgun was playin' into the "Band Only" door to the side of the stage; Woo! Gave me a heart attack he almost did, thought I was seein' tings). It was odd to hear them live though, because the songs I hear on the album have more life and energy into them, while the live performance was mellow; the instrument solos had much more energy put into them, which was fantastic! Got our merch signed by all of the Plushgun members and NOY of course. It was mind-blowing, but the fun doesn't stop here...oh no it doesn't!
After the show we headed outside to get some nice fresh, cold air and BOM! There was all the Plushgun member hovering over a flattire. "It was like a sign from God" one of them said, because Sami wanted a photo with all of them in it...I was included at the end. SO SWEET THEY WERE! I began taking photos as a remembrance sort of thing, and it turned out to be one wonderful fiasco. Taylor and I had a Flash Camera War, but he kept on winning because my batter kept on dying. I didn't mind thought as I got him smiling! Seems like we got alot of good photos out of him as there was another guy with a better camera who seemed to only take photos of him with Taylor's hair in his face. Anway, back to the flattire after show thing, we got to protect NOY's drums, guitars, ect from getting stolen by "Pychos, weirdos, and theives...but mostly pychos". It was really fun. We got to chat with Plushgun and NOY (mostly the drummer, Brandon Meyer aka Brandon M.). After the last photo my Dad's friend came and picked us up. It was pretty much on time just as we were splitting up there came a honk. We said good bye, and good luck getting to Colorado which they were heading and needed to do a radio show (I guess). It was fantastic and SO WORTH going during the middle of the work week. Also glad that I have Friday off aka tomorrow. xD
Tell These Memory Movies Fade To Brown, See Ya!
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