When I saw Phantom Planet a few weeks ago some of those drunk little teens were TERRIFYING. Once kept whining:
"Can I stand in front of you? I want to be with my frieeeeeeend ".
"Um, No."
"Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"
Yeah, she was from hell.
Angel ,'Chosen'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
When I saw Phantom Planet a few weeks ago some of those drunk little teens were TERRIFYING. Once kept whining:
"Can I stand in front of you? I want to be with my frieeeeeeend ".
"Um, No."
"Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"
Yeah, she was from hell.
Yes, getting our drink on was mandatory. And MY GOD, THE TEENIES EVERYWHERE. I had not felt that elderly at a show before.
And this from an MCR vet!
I felt older at this show than I did at the March show. And, granted, I am 7 months older now than I was then, but that's not the point!
In March, I didn't have to be anywhere NEAR the floor.
And this from an MCR vet!
The audience seemed much younger. Maybe the Cobra attracts a younger fanbase?
Man, I want a new MCR album NOW. I mean, yes, I want them to enjoy their break, have lives, be well-rested, and create the best album they can. But I still want new music from them now now NOW.
Aww, poor Jill!
Leathermouth is just not doin' it for ya, huh?
::pictures Jilli, in full Jilli-foo, at Leathermouth concert::
::laughs to death::
I can totally see it though...
You know in the film of West Side Story when Tony and Maria see each other at the dance and the light hits them and everybody on the dance floor just melts away?
It's like that with crinolines. And a parasol. And Jilli is just gazing at the spitting and the screaming and the writhing with one eyebrow cocked. And then she gives one of those "I'm going to be polite about this" smiles.
Leathermouth is just not doin' it for ya, huh?
I haven't actually *heard* any Leathermouth. But I kind of imagine that they wouldn't be Quite My Thing.
It's like that with crinolines. And a parasol. And Jilli is just gazing at the spitting and the screaming and the writhing with one eyebrow cocked. And then she gives one of those "I'm going to be polite about this" smiles.
Would it end up with me getting to hang out with Frankie? Because I'm okay with that.
If I ever did go to a Leathermouth show, you'd better believe I would be on the far edges of the audience.
I haven't actually *heard* any Leathermouth.
Well, its not like you'd be able to make out the lyrics anyway.
Would it end up with me getting to hang out with Frankie? Because I'm okay with that.
Oh yes. Over by the bus. When he was done being sweet to the littles you could be sweet to him by resisting the urge to point out that his looking up from the floor (where he's been being all primal) making hearteyes at the audience, and saying "Aw, you guys are SO GREAT" as he clutches his chest is maybe not the most hardcore thing in the world.
If I ever did go to a Leathermouth show, you'd better believe I would be on the far edges of the audience.
It might be worth it just to hear his reply to some little thing shrieking, "I LOVE YOU FRANKIE!!!!!!!!!!!" because a few of them were just golden.
Bob Bryar just updated their blog saying they are coming out of MCR hibernation, but he still has a few months before he can play again