No I am never not glam sorry.
Work was wonderful. It is tedious as fuck because I am not good with inventory but doing something so relevant to what I love makes work a learning experience. It feels like I'm attending school. Paid to attend, no less.
Requested to get off early and the manager approved without so much of a question. And to silently thank him for his supreme understanding, I completed my colossal task in under two hours. I am magical.
In my old workplace, I always believed speed superseded quality. It took losing that job to realize that nothing is more important than being error-free. Be error-free; everything else is secondary.
And so error-free me headed to Neverland II @ St James!
I love my shoes.
Okay so because nobody I know shares my music taste (shame on all of you), I bought a ticket for Man Overboard and The Story So Far for myself. I tried looking for company. Tried paying my sister to join me. Didn't work.
I was ready to go alone - I do alone really well anyway - when this girl tweeted me, saying she found me from my hashtag and asked if I wanted to go with her. CAN YOU BELIEVE MY LUCK. TWO HOURS BEFORE THE SHOW SHE FOUND ME! Fuck I'm a lucky thing.
And hence I have ootd hahah.
But she should be gladder she found me, as we will discover later.
I am now a fan of Caulfield Cult.
You sexy, sexy, taking-the-stage-by-fucking-storm beasts.
Man Overboard was sobbingly amazing.
I'm much more familiar with Man Overboard as compared to The Story So Far so I was hoping TSSF would start the set. Nonetheless, MOB started with a song I didn't know and I zoned out for a while lol.
TILL RARE CAME ON. AND WHERE I LEFT YOU. AND DEAD END DREAMS. YOU ARE SO WORTH ALL OF THESE TORTURE! FUCK ME FOR MISSING YOUR STANDALONE SHOW LAST YEAR.
This crowd can fucking mosh.
I was very, very impressed with them when they moshed to Caulfield Cult. It was my first time hearing them and they were amazing, but I didn't jam to them because welllll I don't know how to support a local band.
But not the crowd, no. Me and Annie were hanging out close to the stage, when out of nowhere this group charged towards us and did their little Circle of Death, then started stage diving and leaping off each other.
I got back real quick lol and thought that was it but NOPE. When Man Overboard came, the lunatics took it up a notch. I have been to my fair share of gigs and I can say definitively that this is the worst/ best crowd.
Every two seconds, two seconds mind you, someone was leaping off the stage. And each of them tried to up the former. One did somersaults. One had three seconds with the mic. One bro hugged Parker. One did a midair spin. One fell flat on the ground. It was pretty funny. I think she won.
And the energy was infectious. The crowd started to mosh and shove, and I got pushed way back. I got separated from Annie and spent the reminder of the set chillin' alone at the far right of the stage. Not a bad position.
Hated this motherfucker.
He would barge past people, dive, then quickly barge up again, dive, snatch for the mic with the lead, touch the band, jump, somersault, etc fuckery. I was overly gleeful when security grabbed him and pushed him off the stage.
Choke on oxygen you disrespectful fuck.
Oh Parker you sexy motherfucker.
Orgasmic.
As I said, I'm not very familiar with The Story So Far. The only songs I was praying for were Clairvoyant and Roam. And when they played the latter, I climaxed happily and mentally made it the last song.
I swore I heard the crowd chanting Clairvoyant. But my ears were ringing like a Nobel so what did I know.
And hence I have ootd hahah.
But she should be gladder she found me, as we will discover later.
I am now a fan of Caulfield Cult.
You sexy, sexy, taking-the-stage-by-fucking-storm beasts.
Man Overboard was sobbingly amazing.
I'm much more familiar with Man Overboard as compared to The Story So Far so I was hoping TSSF would start the set. Nonetheless, MOB started with a song I didn't know and I zoned out for a while lol.
TILL RARE CAME ON. AND WHERE I LEFT YOU. AND DEAD END DREAMS. YOU ARE SO WORTH ALL OF THESE TORTURE! FUCK ME FOR MISSING YOUR STANDALONE SHOW LAST YEAR.
This crowd can fucking mosh.
I was very, very impressed with them when they moshed to Caulfield Cult. It was my first time hearing them and they were amazing, but I didn't jam to them because welllll I don't know how to support a local band.
But not the crowd, no. Me and Annie were hanging out close to the stage, when out of nowhere this group charged towards us and did their little Circle of Death, then started stage diving and leaping off each other.
I got back real quick lol and thought that was it but NOPE. When Man Overboard came, the lunatics took it up a notch. I have been to my fair share of gigs and I can say definitively that this is the worst/ best crowd.
Every two seconds, two seconds mind you, someone was leaping off the stage. And each of them tried to up the former. One did somersaults. One had three seconds with the mic. One bro hugged Parker. One did a midair spin. One fell flat on the ground. It was pretty funny. I think she won.
And the energy was infectious. The crowd started to mosh and shove, and I got pushed way back. I got separated from Annie and spent the reminder of the set chillin' alone at the far right of the stage. Not a bad position.
Hated this motherfucker.
He would barge past people, dive, then quickly barge up again, dive, snatch for the mic with the lead, touch the band, jump, somersault, etc fuckery. I was overly gleeful when security grabbed him and pushed him off the stage.
Choke on oxygen you disrespectful fuck.
Oh Parker you sexy motherfucker.
Orgasmic.
As I said, I'm not very familiar with The Story So Far. The only songs I was praying for were Clairvoyant and Roam. And when they played the latter, I climaxed happily and mentally made it the last song.
I swore I heard the crowd chanting Clairvoyant. But my ears were ringing like a Nobel so what did I know.
Anyway, towards the end I tried to make a hasty exit because the crowd was starting to get looney again. Then I bumped into Annie. Bumped heh heh. Okay shut it Nicole.
She had a bump the size of a pebble above her eye. When we were separated, I was pushed into the kalm korner while she got shoved to the center, where every leaper was aiming for. I knew I'd die there so I avoided that area like the plague. And true enough, they got her.
She said this fuck threw himself off the stage and rammed his head directly at her eye. He leaped away scot-free and injury-immune but she started to swell and we ended up sitting in the vip section with a bag of ice.
The set ended and we walked over together to The Story So Far and she was shy so I helped her ask the guitarist for a photo. He obliged and I took the photo. Then she asked the drummer. I took the photo again. And we parted ways.
See something wrong with this picture?
Of course you don't.
BECAUSE THERE IS NO PICTURE.
BECAUSE I WAS TOO SHY. BECAUSE I PUSSYED OUT OF ASKING FOR A PHOTO. And because well..... I didn't know their names so surely I didn't deserve a photo right lol but still I WAS LITERALLY SO CLOSE.
Still a pretty rockin' night!
Still a pretty rockin' night!
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