arienettelyn's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- shattered glass, thursday stickers...and a show, too well i've got some time before my lunch is ready, so i'm gonna try and write about yesterday. after my two classes, i came home and did some work for my mom. as soon as my brother pulled into the driveway from school, we left for the train station to take the 2:48 train. we being me, my brother, and kenny. the next stop after ours is beacon, and that's where ashley and fernando got on. fernando, as it has been pointed out many times, is ashley's "gay and spanish" friend. so...we switched seats about 8,000 times, and there was some care bears coloring...blah blah... we get there, and walk the ten blocks or whatever to the roseland....2 hours before the doors are supposed to open, and its already crawling with a mixture of hot topic kids and emo kids. and some of these kids literally ARE kids, like 12 and 13. god damn. we were serenaded by homeless people, we had some roy rogers soggy fries, and i had a coolatta, randy told his amazing story once again...finally, the doors open. they buy posters and hoodies and shirts. then we go into the stage area and get about halfway back, maybe a little closer. maybe a little further. i don't know. they start picking each other up and piggy back riding. my brother cant lift anyone up, he just crumbles. it's fucking funny. but i think the people around us hate us. oh well... this emo kid reprimands randy for moshing before the music has started. (yeah my brother was in one of his ridiculous moods that i hate). this emo kid is important later, so don't forget him! so...i figured (and i think everyone else did, too) that mxpx was playing first, then brand new, then dashboard....but when the first band takes the stage, it looks suspiciously like brand new. so some quite large brand new fan is pissed. he started screaming "what the fuck is this shit????" over and over...and my brother did too, just because he's a dork, and the guy totally thought he cared, it was great. but yeah...the mosh pit...was fucked. i was an involuntary member at times. damn pits. poor dashboard kids. i hope they got out of the way in time! so yeah...i got messed up a bit. but then i found my way out...and emo kid helped me stay on the edge...haha it was so funny, cuz he was like half my size and trying to protect me...i was laughing so hard. so yeah, jesse was standing up, vinnie (vinny?) wasn't wearing a hat...and...the bastards didn't play long enough. but they rocked, of course...here's what they played: okay i believe you, but my tommy gun don't that might not be totally accurate, but that's pretty close...those are the songs anyway. he put in a verse of tbs' 'there's no i in team' in seventy times 7 again, too, wihch is still awesome, but if he just does that every time he sings the song, it won't be cool anymore. or maybe he's always done that? i don't know. i'm not down! so after brand new was done (and everyone chanted 'one more song'! for a long ass time to no avail) i found the others and we went to get water and pee and chill downstairs. randy wasn't doing so hot. the pit had gotten the better of him! i waited on a long ass line for the girls room with ashley. it was horribly decorated. oh man....anyway...we spoke of...college, and...arthritis? then there was some dancing, hoodie fighting, and fernando looking for someone to hook up with. haha...he's 16! the coolest thing was the security guard coming over while randy and kenny were hoodie-whipping each other, and asking if they had a problem. it was so awesome. eventually we went upstairs and caught the end of mxpx. and yeah, they still suck in case you were wondering. hmm...then my brother and kenny started singing taking back sunday songs REALLY REALLY LOUD. which was totally unnecessary, but whatever. i wasn't in such a good mood by this time, because i was expecting more brand new, and quite frankly had no desire to see dashboard or mxpx, so...yeah. dashboard comes on...and we're far back, by the bar, because i don't feel the need to get any closer. basically, their set was terribly boring, i was only half paying attention, but he mostly played the new songs that i don't like too much...but there were some good things! like the lights...they were awesome. he had this starry background thing, and these purple lights that shined on him...it was SO pretty. the band all sounded very good. because we were so far away, chris actually looked good. real good. some tight black pants and a tight black shirt...and his hair made me giggle. it was like a mohawk, but only in the front...apparently its called...a fin or something? haha i don't know, but everytime i looked at it i smiled. because it was so ridiculous. here's my sad attempt at a set list (in no order, and in no way correct at all, since i don't know the old songs titles, nor was i really listening): hands down there were some i didn't recognize, but those are the ones i did. we were standing by these 2 sluts, who i won't even talk any more about but...DAMN! and also a whole group of semi-old guys in suits who knew every word to every song, and they were so damn passionate about it too. it was cute. chris thanked all the fans for allowing him to change the style of music he plays. ok, chris, you're welcome, now we give you the permission to change it back, thanks. uhh...during their encore, 2 drunk guys got into a fight that looked pretty intense, but their friends broke them up, and the security just left them alone. one of the guys was standing right next to us, and he was fucking PISSED. his friends were petting him and telling him it was okay, they know he coulda taken that guy. it was kinda funny. but the guy was pretty fucking mad, and i got the feeling that whatever happened wasn't quite over yet...and i was right! as we were all leaving, in the lobby area of the roseland, they have these glass cases with plaques and stuff in them, and the guy who had been so mad before got attacked from the behind by the other guy, and the other guy slammed him as hard as possible into the glass thing, then ran the fuck away. needless to say, the glass shattered into ten million pieces and went flying. i was almost hit! but, i wasn't. so yay! everyone screamed and there was the beginning of a little panic, but then we all calmed down and kept moving. i didn't want to leave though. i just kept saying how that was the coolest thing i'd ever seen. and it was. oh man. it was so awesome it made me want to punch babies!!! so oddly enough, that significantly improved my mood. then we get outside, and like usual, are bombarded with street team members or whatever handing out stickers and cd's...i get a dashboard sticker, a yellow card sticker, and a stack of crap with a cd sampler. then i hear someone saying "the new thursday record comes out september 16" and i whip around real fast and there's this guy giving out thursday stickers so i asked him for one and yay! it's just a black circle with the dove on it, it's fucking awesome. then i wanted to go back through and try to get another one, but kenny just gave me his in exchange for my stack of crap. woo! i got 2 thursday stickers, i felt really cool. then we walked back to the train station...i was in a bad mood again. i drank apple juice. everyone else was loud. i wanted to die. etc... basically, the whole night made me feel fucking old. and i hate that. i don't want to be old. i want to be...not old. right. i have to go to work soon. bye bye. 1:23 p.m. - 2003-09-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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