The shirt I'm wearing is the one that I made. It has the keywork on the belly and above that it says, "Baby's first concert".
A, me, sis, and panda
Before the show
Before the show
L and I are super excited!
Aw, brother and sister
No! Don't eat the ticket, panda!
Me and the hubby
A bit of their equipment
Banner in the back
Chris's drumset
After we stood in our spots at the front on the railing for an hour, the local band played. Bless their hearts, they weren't that good. Entertaining sure, but get the drummer a better set! He had to stop and fix something with it after just about every song! After they played, we still had to wait I don't know how long until Coheed came on. Everything up until then was fine and dandy. I had no idea that I was about to get humped and smashed by complete strangers!
Travis's new haircut!
Claudio playing (Mic in the background)
I love this band with all of my soul, but their concert experience wasn't exactly totally pleasant. From the moment they started playing, everyone lurched forward, as if somehow trying to get closer to the band, and smashing everyone and everything. If I hadn't been on the railing, I wouldn't have been able to stay standing up. The show was sold out and it was like everyone in the room was trying to get your exact spot. They were jumping around, slamming into one another, elbowing - it was crazy. I for one like to have my own personal space, and this concert definitely made me feel very claustrophobic. Add on top of that it was about 100 degrees in there and I was sweating from every place on my body you could possibly sweat from. It was worse than an all day trip to Disney World. Please stop shoving the pregnant lady!
There were a few times when I thought I wasn't going to make it. How I got through the show without passing out, I will never know. A tried to get me to move and go to the back a couple of times, but damnit, he stood in line all day for our spots and I wasn't going to make us give them up to those idiots behind us!
Have I mentioned yet that I hate crowd surfers? Well let me do that now. What are you thinking? Do you like having stranger's hands all over your parts? How exactly do you think you are appreciating the music when you are kicking people in the head and have to have security help get you down? How about you chill the fuck down, stand in your place and appreciate by singing and listening! Dumb fucks. I'm sorry if you are a crowd surfer. You might not be a completely bad person. But I don't like you.
So there was this dumb bitch who Lord help her, I don't know her name. But if I did, she would have it coming! I don't know exactly what happened, but this girl was a total twat. Some high school chic was being really nasty to my friend, panda. I don't know if it was because she wanted her spot or her looks or what. Throughout the concert she was elbowing and shoving my friend. Panda tried to ignore her and just push her back a little. Then the bitch had the audacity to dig her nails into and down my friend's back. At this point, panda turned about and decked her right in the face. And this started the fight. If I had been over there with her, I think I would have gotten myself kicked out because no one fucking does that to one of my friends. I don't fight and have never fought anyone in my life, but my pregnancy hormones were kicking in and I wanted over there to whoop that girl's ass!
Security broke it up and I don't know how that girl got to stay and watch the rest of the concert. One of the guys told me that if I so much as touched another person and he saw it, I would be kicked out. This was after I told him about my utter distaste for crowd surfers.
So what about the actual show? They played great. It was a 12 song set. I loved watching them play. I just wish that I could have sang along more. But you couldn't breathe in there! The only thing I wish is that the environment that they played in would have been more condusive to me actually being able to fully enjoy it!
One thing that I was slightly disappointed about, despite the fact that it was blazing hot and miserable in there, I wish that they would have played a longer improve on final cut. It is so awesome when each member of the band gets their own solo section. Of course, if I were them, I wouldn't want to play anymore either. They still played it for significantly longer than the regular recording. And I can't really complain because they are amazing!
The rest of the night made up for my discomfort during the concert though. We got to meet half the band!
Us with Wes, the keyboard player
Wes signing our shirts!
Mic, the bass player, signing A's shirt
Us and Mic
Waiting for Claudio
Claudio signing A's shirt
Us and Claudio, lead singer and rhythm guitar
Claudio even signed A's tattoo of one of their comic covers
In addition to getting our new shirts signed that we purchased at the concert, I also got Claudio to sign the shirt I was wearing on the belly, so technically our little one has already gotten his or her first concert autograph. Unfortunately, we didn't get to meet Travis or Chris. But I didn't think that we would be able to meet any of them, and was so happy that they took the time to talk to us, sign our shirts, and get pictures with us. It was definitely a night that I'm never going to forget. They were all such nice, down to earth people and that makes me love the band even more. I already can't wait until we can see them in concert again. Although next time, hopefully I'll be able to keep my personal space like at their Halloween show a few years ago in Cleveland. I think as far as show-wise, that one was still my favorite, although nothing can compare to meeting some of the band!
I heart you, Coheed and Cambria!
