Drama-rama

I'm so seriously over this it's not even funny, but I'm obligated to blog about what happened. This is the last time I'm going to talk about what happened with Fair to Midland, so read it here.

Last night my sister, Amanda, and I went to the 10 Years show at Pop's in St. Louis. We really needed a concert to go to and we've always liked 10 Years shows. The first band was local. They weren't anything special. Then, Kyng played. We weren't really into them either but we sat through their set. Then Fair to Midland came on. Besides the fact that they were probably on acid and cocaine, they were rude and arrogant people. The lead singer was stumbling around onstage acting like he didn't give a shit. After the first song, he told the crowd that they were "the worst crowd they'd ever played for and they didn't even want to finish their show." Then he continued to call the crowd stupid motherfuckers at every chance he got. Obviously, this didn't make me like them.

I'd like to point out that there were probably 3 people in the venue that gave a shit that FTM was even there so everyone else in the crowd was silently staring at the stage, just like Amanda and I were. But about halfway through the set, the drummer started mimicking how Amanda was standing and began to make fun of the two of us. We started playing around back just to pass the time. We were jokingly flipping each other off and smiling throughout the entire set. Then the bassist and guitarist came down into our faces and made fun of us too because we weren't smiling. After the set, the drummer bent down over the stage as he was taking apart his drum kit and told Amanda and I that we were "so ridiculously unattractive that it's embarrassing to look at." I told him to come down to the barricade jokingly and he flipped me off and said "Fuck you, I'm too embarrassed to even look at you." This is the point when we realized this guy was actually pissed. Then a guy from Kyng walked by and flipped us off too. (WTF did he have to do with any of this??) 

Ten Years finally came on and their set was amazing. The show was great, (Wasteland acoustic). After the set we hung around waiting to talk to Jesse from 10 Years and we saw the guy from Kyng making eye contact with Amanda and me while telling some random people how terrible we are and how much we suck. After we got home, we told some people what had been said to us and a good friend made us realize how ridiculous the whole situation was. (Thanks Amir). Then we went on twitter and facebook and people were posting to FTM about how sorry they were for our behavior. People were literally up in arms about us being rude? A few people said they couldn't believe how mainstream we were and how funny it was that two girls got yelled at by FTM. Are you kidding me?? After responding to one person's post about how stupid we were, Amanda received a message from the bassist of FTM telling her to kill herself and jump of a bridge because she was a stupid cunt.

I realize that was long and dramatic, but I had to tell the story from my point of view. I guess the whole thing was a little more serious to the band than we thought it was. But now I've had my fill of STL for awhile and Amanda and I can happily go to Springfield, IL next week to see our friends in Chevelle one last time before summer's end.

So who wants to go see Fair to Midland with us again?

Matte Days

Right now I wish I was at Summerfest in Milwaukee. How dumb is that? I hate festivals, but God what I would give to be there. Anyway, since the last post life has been a little more low key (by that I mean we've stayed mostly in Missouri). After coming home from Chicago, I've just been working and hanging out. For 4th of July Amanda, her husband Devon, and our parents made our way to Cloud 9 for the annual fireworks. We chilled and burned by the pool, sat outdoors on an indoor couch, bought some '50s furniture, and met my future husband. Now we're back home. We went to see the Katy Perry movie the other day. Amanda and I don't even really like her that much, but somehow we both ended up sobbing by the end of the movie.

It rained today for the first time since like May (seriously). My nails are currently painted matte teal. Amanda's are matte grey and pink. We're trying to figure out the rest of our summer plans. We've got an Atlantic City/Boston concert trip in the works but we still have some major details to work out there. We're also figuring out the details on how we're both getting to Chicago in September for a show. However, we get to see some good friends in a few weeks so that should be fun! And we've finally made some way with names for our venue. I don't want to give them away just yet though.

Cobblestone, Concerts, and Chicago

I don't even know where to begin on this one. When I last posted, I was pissed because the tours I was expecting to happen this summer are non-existent. That's still the case. My sister, Amanda, and I decided to go to an outdoor show anyway though because we just needed to.

We made our way to Burlington, IA which is in the middle of a few cornfields. The town itself was awesome: tons of cobblestone, abandoned buildings, and fallout shelters. The day was a high stress situation to say the least. But alas, we ended up front row center for the show, thanks to Chevelle and Janus. The concert itself was fantastic. We were also lucky enough to see Pop Evil at the show. From the picture below, do you think we got along with them? ......

No.

Chevelle

After the show, we said a quick goodbye to a few of the guys. The overall experience was what was expected I guess. It was no Blue Note, but we kind of knew it wouldn't be. It was basically a mini-festival (not my cup of tea). But I'm glad we went because I would've died being at home. 

                 Straight Mosh Pit Chillin                      Soundcheck

After that we drove to Chicago to see a few "sights" and hang out. We got to spend the day basically chilling in Millennium Park, having lunch at Navy Pier, and walking around. Then we headed to the Laugh Factory on Broadway for the Chris D'Elia comedy show. That guy is a fucking riot. And now we have a few more quotes thanks to him: "It is what it is...you do the math." The next day we met downtown with our family architect, Mike, to discuss some future building plans. Before we left we of course shopped at The Brown Elephant on Halsted. Then we were homeward bound.

Chicago

Chris D'Elia

Now I'm left with that "I wish I was still there having the time of my life with people that I love" feeling. Don't get me wrong, I love being home but being on the road is a fucking good time. On the bright side, it seems things are less awkward with Janus now. Hopefully Amanda and I will get to see some of our guys again and a few more of our favorite assholes this summer. Fingers crossed. And I mean Amanda just reached her 555th tweet, so I think fate is on our side again.

VIPs and Venues

Why are my 2 favourite bands on the worst possible tour/not touring at all this summer? I'm extremely meticulous about the concerts that I actually decide to go to. I hate festivals. Outdoor venues suck. I like small clubs with one entrance. No VIP system for retards who didn't wait in line all day. Instead of these kinds of places, I'm forced to go to a venue I know I won't like. This blows. It's honestly a miracle that I've had better than great experiences at the multitude of concerts that I have gone to, since I need so many factors to be perfect in the first place.

At this point I'm just trying to squeeze any ounce of concert out of this summer as I can. Small clubs or not. So far I'm 1 for 2. The first one was better than my imagination could've ever come up with. The second was awkward (as expected). So I think I'm due for a good one next.

Get ready for a stretch analogy: They say it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. So I guess it's better that I go to some average concerts than not go to any at all, right?

Get Some

It's been awhile since my last post.

I'm finally back in lovely Missouri and I'm trying not to take any of it for granted. So far I've been home for 13 days and I've already had (literally) a few of the best moments of my life. More on that later.

While my sister and I (im)patiently await a new Sick Puppies tour, we are busy finding a rebound band. It turns out, that band is Chevelle. After the awkwardness that was St. Patty's day with Janus, we decided to check out our new friends in Chevelle at the Blue Note in Columbia. First we had to sell the Incubus tickets for the same night that we had already bought...which was a problem in itself.

Me and my sister at our home (concert club).

5/22 eventually arrived and we ended up having an absolutely wretched time in line all day. Luckily, our Aussie merch girl Hayley (Sam's wife) came through for us with VIP passes. During the show, Dean was talking to me through the microphone about his refrigerator that I broke...after the show, we ended up hanging out with the Chevelle guys on the bus. Instead of describing all that happened there, I'll just sum it up to: Peter sang and danced a broadway tune for us because we are sisters; and we ended up walking off the bus with some bananas, Easy Cheese whiz, and monster energy from the bus cupboards. (Thanks Dean).

This is me. I look more than rough. Rough pit. Long night. Don't care. Just call me DEADPAN.

Right now, Amanda and I are painstakingly planning out our summer to go ahead and do a tour (if possible), KV13, and Vegas. Maybe we'll even finally make it to San Bernardino. Who knows?

Also, we saw Janus. So over it. #JS #DS

Sidenote: Although I didn't directly reference it in this, fate played a huge part in this day. If you don't believe in fate then you're an idiot. Seriously. All I'm saying is "Get Some."

Status Overload

I have so many things that I want to post as a status, so I'll just post them here.

Facebook can fuck off. First it made me have a camera and messenger app that I didn't want. Now my chat is retarded.

I'm finally going home in 3 days. And I can't fucking wait.

My Darkest Days can just suck a big one.

I want to post the lyrics to every song that I've listened to in the past 20 minutes. (Family System, Get Some, Shameful Metaphors, Antisaint, Point #1)...speaking of this, I highly recommend watching the Chevelle: Live from the Norva DVD if you haven't yet.

Here's one of the many you should watch: (5:34-5:38)

Jamais Vu

I've had 3 more dreams (that I can remember) since my last post. They were more than great. Finals are coming up and I'm freaking out. I'm so ready for summer and concerts and road trips. I love living in NYC but I'm ready to head home.

Here are some pics from the Natural History Museum/Central Park day:

Dino Land

The skyline through the trees

Weeping willows have to be my favourite trees.

Anyway, right now I'm listening to Get Some by Chevelle. Such a great song. I'm patiently waiting for my laundry to finish downstairs. Then it'll be a fascinating evening of studying intermixed with Youtube concert video breaks. 

Happy May! I guess I'll also throw out a "may the 4th be with you" just for shits and giggles.