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mimesereconcert report x2!
ZOMG you guys, Fall Out Boy is awesome in concert. And, honestly, I'm now very confused by all the people who are like, "They are kind of crap live!" because um. No. Also, Shy Retiring Uncomfortable on Stage Patrick is a filthy, filthy lie.
Anyway! It was a day filled with adventure!
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missmollyetc -- who is entirely awesome, btw -- and then donella -- also awesome -- and both of those went totally fine and we were running early and it was all good. And then there was a double snafu regarding Google telling me that one place was another and, in conjunction with that, there was a whole thing where the freeway interchange we were looking for (according to the wrong directions) was missed because WE WERE BLINDED BY THE SUN. Stupid, stupid sun. What has it done for me lately? I mean, really.
So, anyway, we ended up taking a pretty hefty detour before we got toqueenofhell -- awesome! I was very lucky in my going to geek out at FOB concert buddies! also, we totally did the "Guilty Pleasure" choreography while driving. So awesome! -- and then there was the long, slow drive down the 405 to the 710 which *mostly* went okay. I mean. The 405 portion went really well! If slowly! And then we tried to get to the 710 and that...didn't go so well. So then there was another detour which, if the street we exited on had followed ANY KIND OF LOGIC AT ALL, would have been like, two minutes long and gotten us to where we needed to be. Unfortunately, the designers of that particular exit, defied logic and we had to get back on the 405 and backtrack. So, we finally get to the Long Beach Arena and go into the show, which was playing next door to Michael Flately's Lord of the Dance.
Happily, we missed Cute is What We Aim For (I totally thought they were a chick band, dude, but no, they are just annoying and not awesome the way that a chick band would be) and about half of the Plain White Ts set. I maintain that the best song in the PWT catalog is "Hate (I Really Don't Like You)" which never fails to make me laugh. Anyway, the highlight of this portion was a) buying my emo hole hoodie with the awesome detailing and b) seeing the tiny, tiny boy child with the mohawk. Awwww.
Then Gym Class Heroes came out, and oh my god, fandom, YOU ALL FAIL AT DISASHI. All of you. Fail. First of all, that boy has hips that just don't quit, second of all, he plays this total porntastic groove during one of his solos (which, again, please see hips that just don't quit), and he's *adorable*. Travis is Travis and thus made of puppies and sunshine and uh, the maryjane. They were rocking and fun and Tyga came out and he is far, far too young to be taking his shirt off. FAR too young. I may have lost my damn mind when one P. Stump came out and was smokin' hot and skip-strutting around the stage like a tiny little leprechaun of hot singing awesome. He is so tiny! And so hot! It...defies explanation! Anyway. GCH = FTW. Highlight of this set, for me, other than Disashi's amazing hips was Travis demand that the ungrateful little bastards thank their parents because otherwise they wouldn't be there. Oh Travis. How so awesome, boo?
Then, oh then, it was FOB. You guys, you guys, they are so adorable! I don't know how Andy did not catch on fire! Patrick's concert outfit does nothing for his hotness! Joe is a giant nerd rock star bundle of *cute*. Pete...needs to wash his hair! But they were so good and so *on* and I flailed a lot and it was wonderful. We really did get no shenanigans at all, except for the part where Patrick looked surprised by the lack of (attempted) kiss during Mr Brightside and the part where Pete was sort of following Patrick around the stage while Patrick pretended not to notice. Patrick effed up playing the Top Gun theme and at the end of the show, he played "Power of Love" in apology for it, which was awesome. Um. There were so many tiny children singing along with inappropriate lyrics! There were also a lot of dudes who were really into it! Random Rockabilly dude with the top hat was kind of weird.
Anyway! So good! So, after the show, we all go to Dennys and rant like English majors about stupid novels we had to read. Okay, so then the adventure continues! We're driving and it's like 2 in the morning and I run over a trash can that's in the middle of the freeway and it gets *stuck* under my car. And like, okay, so I don't want to ruin my muffler or anything, so I pull off to the side of the road and we try to get the thing out, but it's stuck pretty good. So, we're on the side of the freeway, andmissmollyetc and I decide to be insanely butch and handle it ourselves. So we crawl under the car and whack the crap out of this trash can with my tire iron. Eventually we triumph! And laugh giddily on the side of the road! And then we continue on our merry way, talking about music and AUs and other such wonderful things.
Pretty much that was the adventure. It is a lame adventure, but it is mine and I am fond of it. Anyway, everyone involved was amazingly fantastically awesome and I am the luckiest girl to have been able to have such a wonderful experience with the whole thing.
I totally didn't get there in time to see Spoon (awwww) or Feist (hm.) because I was, um, busy playing Guitar Hero II with my niece and nephew. It's like video game crack, y'all, I'm not even kidding.
I'm not going to lie. I totally went to this show because I wanted to see Muse again. Seeing the other bands (Spoon, Feist, Silversun Pickups, The Shins, Modest Mouse, and Jimmy Eat World) were like awesome icing on the already fantastic Muse cake.
Anyway! So I totally get to CityWalk and park in Jurassic Parking (hee! stupid puns = win!) and make my way to the Gibson Amphitheatre. I'd never been to the Gibson and it was...slightly confusing? Though I felt like smacking people for telling me I was wrong about where my seat was. I really don't care if it said door 2, usher guy, my seat was totally on the door 4 side. I got in toward the end of the Silversun Pickups' set and I totally didn't know they had a girl bassist! She was totally hot and awesome! Anyway, they were kind of eh until the lead dude started wandering around the audience while playing. That got everyone up on their feet and into it.
After Silversun Pickups was...the Shins, I think. I really liked the dorktastic guitar guy who was stomping around and being awesome and the other dude who played all the instruments. I like the Shins fine, but they are not really my band and I baaaaaaarely knew some of the songs. I really liked the one that sounded like whale song and the one that sounded like porn music.
So then, omg, it was the Killers, who were a surprise guest. They did four songs: "Shadowplay," "Somebody Told Me," some song where Brandon Flowers came on to Santa, and "When You Were Young." They fucking rocked the audience hardcore and really, I do think Brandon Flowers is a pretentious not-in-an-amusing-way asshole, but I cannot deny that the Killers are an amazing live band.
Modest Mouse was up next and *man* there's like, a metric fuckton of them. Plus a banjo! I totally dug the songs with the banjo and I was kind of surprised that they didn't play "Float On," but that's okay, 'cause they played the other song of theirs that I know. So now I am kind of vaguely fascinated by them, except that the lead singer dude kind of lives in gravel range and I didn't understand a single thing he was saying at any point.
Oh oh, then Jimmy Eat World. They led off with "Big Casino" which really is kind of an awesome coming-of-age anthem. I really liked their set and okay, so a lot of that is because I knew most of the songs that they were playing and thus I could bop along and sing and generally be a big giant dork. So, so, so good.
And oh, Muse. They are *amazing* live. I mean seriously, seriously amazing live. Matt Bellamy may be a pretentious fucker -- and he is, but in a totally amusing awww-inducing way -- but he's a *genius*. And apparently, I'm totally down with pretentious fuckery if you have the chops to back it up and oh, oh, Muse has chops and then some. Dom is a phenomenal drummer and Chris is fan-fucking-tastic on bass. The bass riff from "Hysteria" is a thing of joy and beauty forever. Everyone was on their feet and screaming and rocking the fuck out for their entire set and it was entirely deserved. I think this may be the best performance of theirs that I've seen this year and it was just *amazing*. And I know that "Starlight" isn't their rockingest song, but my god, there's something wonderful about the entire audience clapping along and singing and dancing and carrying on as one gleeful, music-loving entity. And the collective jumping up and down for Knights of Cydonia was happymaking like you wouldn't believe. I'm not much for moshing and I'm not really a huge fan of crowd surfing, but I believe utterly in feeling music so hard that it has to be expressed physically. And that is totally why I have injured myself *every time* I've seen this band and why I'm sore today and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.
If you have a chance to see Muse live, do it. It's so worth it.
And man, MCR, I want you all to take a break so bad, and yet I want *so much more* for you to tour this way again so I can see you guys. I'm all torn!
ZOMG you guys, Fall Out Boy is awesome in concert. And, honestly, I'm now very confused by all the people who are like, "They are kind of crap live!" because um. No. Also, Shy Retiring Uncomfortable on Stage Patrick is a filthy, filthy lie.
Anyway! It was a day filled with adventure!
I picked up
missmollyetc -- who is entirely awesome, btw -- and then donella -- also awesome -- and both of those went totally fine and we were running early and it was all good. And then there was a double snafu regarding Google telling me that one place was another and, in conjunction with that, there was a whole thing where the freeway interchange we were looking for (according to the wrong directions) was missed because WE WERE BLINDED BY THE SUN. Stupid, stupid sun. What has it done for me lately? I mean, really.So, anyway, we ended up taking a pretty hefty detour before we got to
queenofhell -- awesome! I was very lucky in my going to geek out at FOB concert buddies! also, we totally did the "Guilty Pleasure" choreography while driving. So awesome! -- and then there was the long, slow drive down the 405 to the 710 which *mostly* went okay. I mean. The 405 portion went really well! If slowly! And then we tried to get to the 710 and that...didn't go so well. So then there was another detour which, if the street we exited on had followed ANY KIND OF LOGIC AT ALL, would have been like, two minutes long and gotten us to where we needed to be. Unfortunately, the designers of that particular exit, defied logic and we had to get back on the 405 and backtrack. So, we finally get to the Long Beach Arena and go into the show, which was playing next door to Michael Flately's Lord of the Dance. Happily, we missed Cute is What We Aim For (I totally thought they were a chick band, dude, but no, they are just annoying and not awesome the way that a chick band would be) and about half of the Plain White Ts set. I maintain that the best song in the PWT catalog is "Hate (I Really Don't Like You)" which never fails to make me laugh. Anyway, the highlight of this portion was a) buying my emo hole hoodie with the awesome detailing and b) seeing the tiny, tiny boy child with the mohawk. Awwww.
Then Gym Class Heroes came out, and oh my god, fandom, YOU ALL FAIL AT DISASHI. All of you. Fail. First of all, that boy has hips that just don't quit, second of all, he plays this total porntastic groove during one of his solos (which, again, please see hips that just don't quit), and he's *adorable*. Travis is Travis and thus made of puppies and sunshine and uh, the maryjane. They were rocking and fun and Tyga came out and he is far, far too young to be taking his shirt off. FAR too young. I may have lost my damn mind when one P. Stump came out and was smokin' hot and skip-strutting around the stage like a tiny little leprechaun of hot singing awesome. He is so tiny! And so hot! It...defies explanation! Anyway. GCH = FTW. Highlight of this set, for me, other than Disashi's amazing hips was Travis demand that the ungrateful little bastards thank their parents because otherwise they wouldn't be there. Oh Travis. How so awesome, boo?
Then, oh then, it was FOB. You guys, you guys, they are so adorable! I don't know how Andy did not catch on fire! Patrick's concert outfit does nothing for his hotness! Joe is a giant nerd rock star bundle of *cute*. Pete...needs to wash his hair! But they were so good and so *on* and I flailed a lot and it was wonderful. We really did get no shenanigans at all, except for the part where Patrick looked surprised by the lack of (attempted) kiss during Mr Brightside and the part where Pete was sort of following Patrick around the stage while Patrick pretended not to notice. Patrick effed up playing the Top Gun theme and at the end of the show, he played "Power of Love" in apology for it, which was awesome. Um. There were so many tiny children singing along with inappropriate lyrics! There were also a lot of dudes who were really into it! Random Rockabilly dude with the top hat was kind of weird.
Anyway! So good! So, after the show, we all go to Dennys and rant like English majors about stupid novels we had to read. Okay, so then the adventure continues! We're driving and it's like 2 in the morning and I run over a trash can that's in the middle of the freeway and it gets *stuck* under my car. And like, okay, so I don't want to ruin my muffler or anything, so I pull off to the side of the road and we try to get the thing out, but it's stuck pretty good. So, we're on the side of the freeway, and
missmollyetc and I decide to be insanely butch and handle it ourselves. So we crawl under the car and whack the crap out of this trash can with my tire iron. Eventually we triumph! And laugh giddily on the side of the road! And then we continue on our merry way, talking about music and AUs and other such wonderful things.Pretty much that was the adventure. It is a lame adventure, but it is mine and I am fond of it. Anyway, everyone involved was amazingly fantastically awesome and I am the luckiest girl to have been able to have such a wonderful experience with the whole thing.
I totally didn't get there in time to see Spoon (awwww) or Feist (hm.) because I was, um, busy playing Guitar Hero II with my niece and nephew. It's like video game crack, y'all, I'm not even kidding.
I'm not going to lie. I totally went to this show because I wanted to see Muse again. Seeing the other bands (Spoon, Feist, Silversun Pickups, The Shins, Modest Mouse, and Jimmy Eat World) were like awesome icing on the already fantastic Muse cake.
Anyway! So I totally get to CityWalk and park in Jurassic Parking (hee! stupid puns = win!) and make my way to the Gibson Amphitheatre. I'd never been to the Gibson and it was...slightly confusing? Though I felt like smacking people for telling me I was wrong about where my seat was. I really don't care if it said door 2, usher guy, my seat was totally on the door 4 side. I got in toward the end of the Silversun Pickups' set and I totally didn't know they had a girl bassist! She was totally hot and awesome! Anyway, they were kind of eh until the lead dude started wandering around the audience while playing. That got everyone up on their feet and into it.
After Silversun Pickups was...the Shins, I think. I really liked the dorktastic guitar guy who was stomping around and being awesome and the other dude who played all the instruments. I like the Shins fine, but they are not really my band and I baaaaaaarely knew some of the songs. I really liked the one that sounded like whale song and the one that sounded like porn music.
So then, omg, it was the Killers, who were a surprise guest. They did four songs: "Shadowplay," "Somebody Told Me," some song where Brandon Flowers came on to Santa, and "When You Were Young." They fucking rocked the audience hardcore and really, I do think Brandon Flowers is a pretentious not-in-an-amusing-way asshole, but I cannot deny that the Killers are an amazing live band.
Modest Mouse was up next and *man* there's like, a metric fuckton of them. Plus a banjo! I totally dug the songs with the banjo and I was kind of surprised that they didn't play "Float On," but that's okay, 'cause they played the other song of theirs that I know. So now I am kind of vaguely fascinated by them, except that the lead singer dude kind of lives in gravel range and I didn't understand a single thing he was saying at any point.
Oh oh, then Jimmy Eat World. They led off with "Big Casino" which really is kind of an awesome coming-of-age anthem. I really liked their set and okay, so a lot of that is because I knew most of the songs that they were playing and thus I could bop along and sing and generally be a big giant dork. So, so, so good.
And oh, Muse. They are *amazing* live. I mean seriously, seriously amazing live. Matt Bellamy may be a pretentious fucker -- and he is, but in a totally amusing awww-inducing way -- but he's a *genius*. And apparently, I'm totally down with pretentious fuckery if you have the chops to back it up and oh, oh, Muse has chops and then some. Dom is a phenomenal drummer and Chris is fan-fucking-tastic on bass. The bass riff from "Hysteria" is a thing of joy and beauty forever. Everyone was on their feet and screaming and rocking the fuck out for their entire set and it was entirely deserved. I think this may be the best performance of theirs that I've seen this year and it was just *amazing*. And I know that "Starlight" isn't their rockingest song, but my god, there's something wonderful about the entire audience clapping along and singing and dancing and carrying on as one gleeful, music-loving entity. And the collective jumping up and down for Knights of Cydonia was happymaking like you wouldn't believe. I'm not much for moshing and I'm not really a huge fan of crowd surfing, but I believe utterly in feeling music so hard that it has to be expressed physically. And that is totally why I have injured myself *every time* I've seen this band and why I'm sore today and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.
If you have a chance to see Muse live, do it. It's so worth it.
And man, MCR, I want you all to take a break so bad, and yet I want *so much more* for you to tour this way again so I can see you guys. I'm all torn!
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Date: 2007-12-11 04:39 pm (UTC)Also, ♥ Modest Mouse.
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Date: 2007-12-11 10:43 pm (UTC)And Modest Mouse was highly entertaining. Yay for music!