did i ever make it through?
well, forces converged and planets aligned and people came thorough for us so that we were able to go to the green day show! dorian still had to handle the remote at ASU but he would be right around the corner so we hoped he wouldnt miss much besides franz ferdinand.
and, little storm cloud that i am, as soon as i knew i wouldnt be missing the show i immidiatly went back to complaining about how bad our seats were. and they were bad.
seats, to begin with, are always bad if you have intentions of getting your socks rocked off. and i did. our seats in particular were worse because they were total nose bleeds. we were stuck sitting with all the people who want to, you know... sit.
we sat all through franz ferdinand. it feels weird, sitting, when you know you aught not to be. it feels wrong. but we sat through their set, not wanting to be rude to the 8 rows of people directly behind us who, im sure, would consider us to be better doors than windows.
then a surprisingly quick turn around between bands. then drunk bunny. then green day.
they came out and kicked off with 21st century brakedown.
maybe its just me, after all i am a super fan, but when i see those boys in real life, no matter how far away they are, i HAVE to stand up. i have to hop up and down and clap like an idiot. its a compulsion... i literally vibrate with joy. wich is a questionable thing to do when standing on the edge of a balcony. and even more questionable when all the a-holes surrounding you DONT stand up to rock out with you. they sat. they stayed seated. they didnt stir. they didnt budge. it was shocking to me. who were these people???
i was lucky to not have to make the choice to either stand up and piss everyone off or have to sit down and suffer because i was right on the end and i could just stand off to the side and bother no one- the only standing girl on the top top level.
when the first song finished billie joe yelled at everyone to stand up and after that i felt vindicated to stand up where ever i wanted, in front of anyone dumb enough to sit. billie joe got out there in the crowd, for reals. and i think that everyone in the place got to come up on stage and hug him... everyone but me. i soothed myself with memories of the hot tubs and kept telling myself that no one should be allowed to embrace the man more than once... and i have already had that priveledge.
but then again, i think thats total bullshit and i would prefer to get to touch him many many more times should that ever be possible. which it isnt from the top of the back of the arena. like i said, i want everyone to miss out on what i miss out on.
i had a great time but the crowd seemed to be a little lethargic. having a birds eye view of the entire place i was frusterated by how few people there were on the floor and how little they seemed to be moving. where as i, a million miles away, almost fell off the balcony more than once.
dorian showed up just as they played 2000 light years away and she, two of our favorites that don't get played very often.
they played the judge's daughter... that i have NEVER heard live before and probably never will again. wow.
the a-holes who surrounded us sat their asses down through that section and didn't get back up till 21 guns. bunch of a-holes.
they killed jesus of suburbia in the encore and closed the show with mr. armstrong, on his own, as they did on the last tour, but instead of playing good riddance he played last night on earth. THEN he finished with good riddance.
sigh.
dear green day, please come back to phoenix again on this tour. i have learned my lesson and i will never sit that far away from you again.
k.
with every breath that i am worth here on earth
im sending all my love to you.
and, little storm cloud that i am, as soon as i knew i wouldnt be missing the show i immidiatly went back to complaining about how bad our seats were. and they were bad.
seats, to begin with, are always bad if you have intentions of getting your socks rocked off. and i did. our seats in particular were worse because they were total nose bleeds. we were stuck sitting with all the people who want to, you know... sit.
we sat all through franz ferdinand. it feels weird, sitting, when you know you aught not to be. it feels wrong. but we sat through their set, not wanting to be rude to the 8 rows of people directly behind us who, im sure, would consider us to be better doors than windows.
then a surprisingly quick turn around between bands. then drunk bunny. then green day.
they came out and kicked off with 21st century brakedown.
maybe its just me, after all i am a super fan, but when i see those boys in real life, no matter how far away they are, i HAVE to stand up. i have to hop up and down and clap like an idiot. its a compulsion... i literally vibrate with joy. wich is a questionable thing to do when standing on the edge of a balcony. and even more questionable when all the a-holes surrounding you DONT stand up to rock out with you. they sat. they stayed seated. they didnt stir. they didnt budge. it was shocking to me. who were these people???
i was lucky to not have to make the choice to either stand up and piss everyone off or have to sit down and suffer because i was right on the end and i could just stand off to the side and bother no one- the only standing girl on the top top level.
when the first song finished billie joe yelled at everyone to stand up and after that i felt vindicated to stand up where ever i wanted, in front of anyone dumb enough to sit. billie joe got out there in the crowd, for reals. and i think that everyone in the place got to come up on stage and hug him... everyone but me. i soothed myself with memories of the hot tubs and kept telling myself that no one should be allowed to embrace the man more than once... and i have already had that priveledge.
but then again, i think thats total bullshit and i would prefer to get to touch him many many more times should that ever be possible. which it isnt from the top of the back of the arena. like i said, i want everyone to miss out on what i miss out on.
i had a great time but the crowd seemed to be a little lethargic. having a birds eye view of the entire place i was frusterated by how few people there were on the floor and how little they seemed to be moving. where as i, a million miles away, almost fell off the balcony more than once.
dorian showed up just as they played 2000 light years away and she, two of our favorites that don't get played very often.
they played the judge's daughter... that i have NEVER heard live before and probably never will again. wow.
the a-holes who surrounded us sat their asses down through that section and didn't get back up till 21 guns. bunch of a-holes.
they killed jesus of suburbia in the encore and closed the show with mr. armstrong, on his own, as they did on the last tour, but instead of playing good riddance he played last night on earth. THEN he finished with good riddance.
sigh.
dear green day, please come back to phoenix again on this tour. i have learned my lesson and i will never sit that far away from you again.
k.
with every breath that i am worth here on earth
im sending all my love to you.
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