Yes, it’s a month and a half after the concert, and I’m only now getting around to updating. There are good reasons for this, which I’ll get to.
First off, there were concerts for two days in a row.🙂 First concert, I was smack bang front and center, which I expected after being third in line. Hah. The best part about the show was at the very beginning. Ian and Dallon counted down from ten, we all joined in, and when it hit ONE, Brendon came running out and did a roundoff-backflip. It was nearly a full layout! Super, super impressive. I knew he could do a backflip after seeing it in the Ready to Go video, but I did not expect to see that in person.😀
The concert itself was fantastic all the way through. I had THE best time, and it was made even better by knowing I got to do it all again the next night.
So, the next day, I didn’t have to get up early, because I got the meet&greet, and I’d get to get in early after that. I was last in line for the m&g, but didn’t care, because I got to sleep in after being up all night finishing Ian’s sock.
I saw Panic! I met Panic! It was great! I GAVE THEM SOCKS!
Sadly, I could not get pictures with them and their socks. But here is what I said:
“Hi! I wanted to give you something useful, so I made you socks.”
Spencer’s response: “Socks, thanks. Wait– you made these? Wow! Thank you!”
Dallon’s response: “This is awesome! You know how when you were a kid, socks were one of the worst presents? But when you grow up, you realize socks are an awesome present!”
Ian’s response: “That is so cool!”
Brendon’s response: “Oh wow, I am falling asleep in these bad boys tonight. I have to shake your hand! Thank you so much!” *shakes hand*
Zack’s response: “Oh, YOU’RE the one!”
Me: “You read my tweets!”
Zack: “I always read the tweets!”
Although I could not take pictures of them with their socks, I did get a picture of all of us.🙂
From left to right,
Hi, I’m Dallon. I feel kind of weird about this whole thing. Who are all these people? I just want to go onstage and play, then go back to the bus and Skype with my wife.
I’m Brendon. I am a cool person. That’s why I have my head tipped back, because I’m cool. And tough. Rar. Don’t mess with me.
Hum de hum. I’m Ian. I’m the only one who looks happy to be here. I don’t even mind that this girl is touching me. I’m taller than her, so I’ve got that going for me. I like pie.*
I’m Ceres. I’m. Uh. Smiling. Meeting people who normally just play out of my speakers is kind of a freaky thing. I’m a little freaked. Hopefully no one can tell. I’ll just smile and act like things are normal, because I am not a shrieking twelve-year-old. I made socks.
I’m Spencer. I would like not to be here. I certainly would rather this girl wasn’t touching me. Is this the girl who made me socks? I have no idea. I want to go backstage and have a beer.
Zack prefers not to have his picture taken, and does not take pictures with fans. I respect his decision, so there is no picture of Zack. But he was pleased not to be forgotten, I think.
Foxy Shazam was the first opener. I’d hoped for a longer set (because I so like their music), and I was a little outraged that they left so soon. They really are fantastic live. Sky, the keyboard player, grabbed his keyboard, jumped into the crowd, and played. WTF, seriously. I loved it. The people around me didn’t get it, and were vocal about their dislike. They were Philistines.
Me: Why didn’t you like it?
Girl: They’re weird.
Me: Well, we’re all a little weird, right?
Girl: *staring* No.
Me: I feel sorry for you.
Patrick Stump was the second opener, with a longer set. I was disappointed that my favorite song of his, “Spotlight,” was part of a medley. I mean, “Spotlight” is a fantastic, inspiring song. I wanted to hear the whole thing! He made me happy, just being onstage and having such a great time.
Panic! Oh man. The third time was just as good as the first and second. And they sang “That Green Gentleman,” which they hadn’t the first two times, and which is off Pretty. Odd. Which you’ll remember is one of my favorite albums ever. Secret hippie girl is secretly hippie. I bounced up and down and sang and almost lost my voice. Such a good time.
Post-show, Patrick stood outside and took pictures and talked to EVERYONE who wanted to. Seriously, wow. He impressed the fuck out of me with that. That takes so much energy– he was out there for hours– and he was nothing but nice and personable the entire time. Patrick, you are a good person. I am very happy I got to see you and give you socks.
Me: Socks all distributed! I have finished my first project! Patrick likes his! YAY!
Patrick: I am tired and hungry, but I am an incredibly nice person and I am so thankful for these socks. See my socks? Well, you don’t see them, but see the bag with my socks in them? She made me socks.
I hung around the parking lot and venue, because why the hell not? I didn’t have to go to work, and I wanted to make sure I didn’t miss a thing. I’m really glad I stayed, because several things happened.
Thing the First- Let me start out by saying here is the tag I included on each one (although each one had its own title):
Inside the tag cards were care instructions for both on and off tour. I also included my blog url and Twitter info, and asked them to let me know if the socks fit. It didn’t hit me till after I gave them all out that asking for them to contact me was probably not a good thing to do. Luckily, I saw Zack hanging out by the bus, and had this conversation.
Me: Hey, can you tell them something for me?
Me: I said on the cards that they should let me know if the socks fit. They don’t have to get in touch. I don’t want to seem all entitled.
Zack: Hey, come here. *holds out fist for bumping* You’re really cool. Thank you.
So that happened.🙂
Next, I was hanging around to see what else might happened, and I saw this guy hanging around too.
This is Daisy, the bassist for Foxy Shazam. We talked for about half an hour. Daisy is just fucking cool. I’m used to being treated like a fan and kind of brushed off. Which I get; no one can spend a ton of time chatting with every fan. Daisy talked to me like I was a person. I can’t emphasize enough how that made my night.
We found out we used to live one town over from each other, and talked about living in Florida for a while. I told him I was learning the drums, and he was very enthusiastic and supportive. I said I wanted to see them again, and he said they’d be playing DC in a week. I shrugged and said I’d already spent so much money traveling that fall…
Just before I left, I ran into Eric, Foxy’s lead singer. His offstage manner is very very very different from his onstage persona. The picture is of the onstage person, but offstage, he’s quiet and soft. I told him how glad I was that they played my favorite song, “Killin It,” and he said it was his favorite too.
I had a two-hour drive home. I so did not care.
What a night.
BONUS: Videos for “Spotlight” and “That Green Gentleman”
*Note: I have no evidence that Ian does or does not like pie.