Together We're Invincible

If you can't handle the atmosphere of concerts don't go. That is all I have to say. I wish I had said it to the girl standing in front of me at the Muse concert last night. Instead I began plotting her downfall, but since I don't know her name or where she lives, I suppose she has escaped her terrible fate... for now. Aside from her constant rants and shoving backwards, causing me to fall into the people behind me, who then shoved me back into her to illicite her annoyingly dirty looks, the Muse concert was... amazing.
This was definitely a very high budget concert. There was a sweet light show, explosions after certain songs, and his guitar was glittery and lit up. Like, an actual light in his guitar.
Underneath the spectacular "special effects," you could tell that Matthew Bellamy is a guy who just wants to get out there and rock. So rock he did. On the guitar and the piano. Butterflies and Hurricanes was amazing. I would post a video of it... but it all sounds like garble since my microphone is that high quality.
Other songs that were fantastic: Starlight, New Born, Sunburnt, Knights of Cydonia, and Take a Bow. It was dang sweet.
Oh, and guess what, when you are in the pit, some people will be moshing, some will be crowd surfing, and everyone will be trying their hardest to get to the front. If you don't like it, buy a seat and get out of my face, cause I have enough to deal with what with the large sweaty man whose stomach my arm is currently resting on. That, my dear friends, is concerting at its finest. Except at the end when Matt suggested I sit in the front of the car on the way home, so as to not get funk on anyone else. What I saw was chances flying out the window... oh well.

Comments

Mom said…
Were you down there all alone? Why didn't someone protect you from the gross people?
Mom said…
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Bukran said…
Dang. Jealousy city is Bukran.
mom said…
Why did my comment post twice? How embarressing.
mom said…
Never mind the spelling on that last comment. I am never commenting again.
Lil Renny said…
Aw mom, don't shun me just because you're an english major who can't spell :)
Aaron said…
In the pit, everyone moshes. That is what a pit is. But I imagine that at a Muse show you get a lot of those stupid emo kids. And they don't know how to do anything right. Moshing during soft spots and standing in the way, or worse, kicking during hard spots. When you are in the pit, stay away from the big mexican guy. He is the one that always spreads the "funk" around. Anyway, when you are in the pit and people push you, you push them right back and maintain your place. Otherwise, you will end up at the back of the venue. And don't croud-surf. It isn't good for girls to do that. Especially my sister. Not that you have, just don't ever start.

I am torn. Muse will be playing here later this month. But so will Bad Religion WITH Social Distortion. And also Velvet Revolver with Alice in Chains. I can only afford to go to one, if I go to any. Unless I win tickets.
Kristin said…
yo! I think you're pretty cool.
wilbur said…
okay, this has NOTHING to do with your post, but I've been wondering: How do you get the links to other blogs on the side of your blog? Okay. I feel better now. Answer me on my blog. I'd forget if you answered on your blog.
wilbur said…
Check ot my new blog!
wilbur said…
Did you look at the under it? That had some pretty important stuff.
wilbur said…
I mean THE one under it. The one.
wilbur said…
just check everywhere this time. I put more in again. I just wanna get rid of all the extra space on the side.
Kristin said…
remember how in my post i confused meghan's cookies with yours? I'm so weird... I'm not going to change it. let's relish the fact that I'm losing it :)
wilbur said…
I updated again! I like it better this way!:)

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