Rock On, Young Savior.

PARAMORE & JIMMY EAT WORLD
last night.

Mad.rad concert.

The opening band was
Dear & The Headlights. 
Meh...they were so-so.

A typical, enjoyable La-Dee-Da band

Paramore was huge.
They are definitely a live band to be reckoned with.
Hayley Williams has a wicked stage presence and insane energy.
(Flash to me & my sister dancing like fools)They played all their big songs.
A thousand teenage girls screamed.

 

Jimmy Eat World was...sensational.

These are the songs we grew up on. 

(I'm sentimental. Bite me.)

They put on one damn fine show.

They played classics ("The Middle""A Praise Chorus""Big Casino")

and some semi-new ones.

The quasi-highlight was "Hear You Me",

because of the emotion of the song.

I was standing in what had just been the mosh pit,

and some random guy grabbed my hand and held it up.

...and swayed.

Something about concerts makes me feel invincible.

Actual Highlight?

Crowdsurfing during "Pain".

.
God, I love concerts.

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{Listening To: "Fine Again" -Seether}

Watching Clouds Relax.

You should check out my Last.Fm.

Because, you know,

I listen to rad music.... =)

JULES' LAST.FM
It's clickable.

(if you don't know, Lastfm is a mad.rad music networking site)

Another Brick In The Wall (Part II)

I got my 

To Write Love On Her Arms

shirt.

Been wanting one for forever.

Yessiree.

{Listening To: "Play Crack The Sky"- Brand New}

Another Brick In The Wall.

Oy Vey.

I am very disappointed.

Understatement,

I'm effing pissed off.

The Black Parade Is Dead! 

was supposed to come out on April 22nd.

 

but NO.

It has been postponed until June 24th.

...To my best knowledge.

Grr.

{Listening To: "Hangover Song"- Say Anything}

Pound My Knuckles Hard Against The Ground.

It's Been Awhile.

April 20th was the Bayside concert.

They were insanely rad.

Too bad nobody really cared about them.

It was mainly a The Starting Line crowd.

(Flash to me in the front row, dancing by myself like a fool)

Steel Train was first on the ticket.

I had never heard them before, and they were wicked.

Kind of like... Vampire Weekend...but more spastic.

Then there was Four Year Strong.

Meh...mediocre post-hardcore "screamo" band.

I do Love "Beatdown In The Key Of Happy" though.

I think I would have liked them better

if I hadn't been standing ON THE DAMN WOOFER.

Bayside after.

Oh man they're good.

Why have I not been listening to them for the past...eight years?

If you do not listen to them,

I HIGHLY recommend 

picking up a copy of

"The Walking Wounded" (their 3rd {and latest} full-length album)

right now.

Higlight? "Blame It On Bad Luck". (mad vocals)

I left right after The Starting Line began.

I can't be made to care about yet another pop-rock band

that sound like every other pop-rock band.

LOL of the night?

The ridiculously skinny, neo-emo boy behind me

who shrieked like a little girl

when The Starting Line came on.

=D

{Listening To: "Pledge Resistance"- Aiden}

Make-Up Smeared Eyes.

Kate Nash at Recher last night!

I'm 100 percent sure that she

is the most adorable human being in the  world.

We got there pretty early, which was good

because within 30 min

of the doors opening, it was jam-packed

with girls in Kate Nash stlye dresses.

(flash to me in my black jeans & black t-shirt).

As it was, we were in about the 4th row.

The opening...band (?) was The Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players.

It was an odd looking family,

that went around to yard sales and collected peoples old picture slides.

Then they put them together and wrote song about the people in them.

It was possibly the most bizarre thing I have ever heard/seen/not wanted to see again.

They finished at 9:30.

Kate Nash didn't come on until 10:25.

Waiting was not too 

damn fun.

At least it wasn't a hardcore concert.

No one was pushing or moshing.

Kat Nash was adorable, as stated before.

Her accent is the cutest thing ever.

The highlight was definitely 'Birds'.

& her "angry song" 'Model Behavior'.

She was screaming and jumping around.

The atmosphere at the Recher was great

because she could hear the audience really well,

and she kept blushing whenever someone yelled:

"You're so cute, Kate"

After her set, she left the stage

and she hadn't played 'Merry Happy' yet

so the entire crowd started 

sing it, by themselves.

It was funny to hear the guy near me say 'bum'.

She came on after for a 3-song encore,

saving 'Merry Happy' for last.

It was rad.

The whole night was just so mellow.

Oh, and I woke up this morning with imprints

of Xs all over my face

because I had slept with my face on my hands

which still had the X of the underage crowd on it.

{Listening To: "Mariella"- Kate Nash}

Music On. World Off.

Times are looking up, darlings.

The kid's gonna be all right.

I got tickets to Bayside.

Beyond perfect timing, by the way.

Right Now, My favorite albums are:

-"The Walking Wounded" by Bayside

 

-"The Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance

-"In Defense Of The Genre" by Say Anything

Now, there is a reason why the My Chem album is second.

NOT because it is not as good.

On the contrary, it is possibly the best album I have ever listened to.

It is second because it came out in 2006

and I have been listening to it non-stop ever since.

On the other hand, I have only become obsessed with

The Walking Wounded recently.

SO, I deem it worthy of first place. Right Now.

That probably didn't make the most sense.

I tend to do that.

Back to My Chemical Romance.

My total and utter obsession with this band

may be cause for concern.

I literally could soundtrack my entire life

to their songs. From love songs ("Demolition Lovers")

hospital songs ("Cancer") 

the walking-alone-on-a-train-track song 

("Early Sunsets Over Monroeville")

my funeral, carrying the coffin song

("Desert Song") and the funeral reception song

("Helena")

I'll stop before I embarrass myself.

NOT because I like My Chem (not ashamed at all)

but because I actually plan what my funeral reception

song will be.

{Listening To: "Kill All Your Friends"- My Chemical Romance}

It All Comes Down To A Sunrise On The East Side.

SO...

AP Tour.

Like I said before,

Not such a big fan of the bands..

but it wasn't as irritating

as I thought it would be.

the club kind of looked like

the inside of an Abercrombie store.

...all short shorts and flip flops,

but I'm not one to judge.

And Sure, the best part of

Forever The Sickest Kids

was how adorable they were.

And Sure, Sonny's solo stuff is not that great...

But The Matches were beyond awesome.

(I lost my belt in the pit, don't ask me how.)

They're pretty freaking amazing live.

And The Rocket Summer wunderkind,
Bryce Avary is Pretty. Damn. Talented.
At one point, (using recording loops)
he played an entire song by himself.

 

All Time Low (headliners)

were...fun...jumpy...trite.

What you would expect.

All in all,
'twas better than staying home,
and blogging.
=)

{Listening To: "Brain Damage"- Pink Floyd}

Quoting Cinderella would be far too easy.

And we all know, 

that by Cinderella

I DO NOT mean of the Disney princess variety,

but rather a certain seminal,

glam rock, Eighties band.

Because they had it right.

The present is like a microscope.

You only see the details.

Every little motion seems huge.

Every bump in the road is disaster.

Every sad song and dim light

is reason for despair.

And then things change,

for better

for worse,

but they're different.

and you find yourself missing

the same situations you ran away from.

Because nothing is as bad as your current situation, 

until you're in a different one.

and nobody is as irritating as the people you

see everyday,

until you don't see them anymore.

When you are no longer looking under the microscope,

everything blends a lot better.

You can almost forget the tears.

And as time goes on

and things get shittier and shittier,

your memory of the past gets better and better.

because you don't know what you've got,

'till it's gone.

{Listening To: "Beatdown In The Key Of Happy"- Four Year Strong}

Count Me In.

AP Tour Tonight.

Rad. rad.

(Even though I'm not the biggest fan

of the bands playing...)

Oh well. 

Live music is awesome.

P.S. School is my archnemesis. It's my Lux Luthur.

No, wait. It's my kryptonite.

God, I'm lame.

P.P.S. Today is Gerard Way's birthday. He's 31. 

NOW, I will admit he's too old for me.

Oh yeah, and too married.

Somewhere Over Jason Castro.

I truly did not mean for that

to sound as dirty

as it did.

Not that I would much mind.

ANYWAYS....

Jason Castro should win American Idol.

Who else can look so fucking adorable

playing the ukelele?

Then again, 

David Cook is abso-goddamn-lutely 

freaking awesome.

Even though the whole 

writing "give back"on his hand

was a tad "emo-kid-on-youtube"

And also, Michael Johns is kind of a tool.

& who the hell remembers Kristie Lee Cook anyways?

& the Irish chick with the tattoos who sang Queen is pretty rad.

& David Arch-whatever is overrated.

Ok, I'm done judging other people,

because I have no life.

If I Told You This Is Killing Me, Would You Stop?

The weekend is dead.

Over.

In a casket and 12 feet underground.

In 7 hours and 45 minutes

I will be sitting

in an ass-numbing chair,

pretending to care about the Electoral College.

which, FYI, I don't give a fuck about.

I am minorily ticked off right now,

for various reasons.

LIST OF GRIEVANCES: 

- It is midnight & I still have homework, MEANING

- I will not get the recommended 8 hours of sleep tonight, SO

- I will be even more tired and pissed off tomorrow.

- I am sick and tired of all my music & have no desire to listen to any of it, YET

- During the day I have nothing to do BUT listen to music. and/or read.

- I hate, make that ABHOR, every last person at my school BECAUSE

- Everyone at my school is a shallow, ignorant, brain-dead, annoying, nasal douchebag.

(I tend to generalize)

Good (Fucking) Night.

Never Let Go Of That Cowboy Inside.

I think there's a goverment conspiracy at work here.

& No, 

I don't give a shit about aliens.

I think that people are obligated, 

legally,

to say that high school was the

"Best Days of Their Life".

It's the only explanation.

There is absolutely, positively, sell-my-soul surely,

no way that THAT many people

were happy in high school.

High School is horrid.

& If you don't agree, 

well...you're obviously stoned.

The Kids Don't Stand A Chance.

Goddamnit.

It is now Nighttime 

& I procrastinated my way to a disaster.

I have an obscene amount of homework.

Guess who's going to be up all night?

It's going to be a steady flow of mind wandering, caffeine & Pixie Stix.

Okay. No more procrastinating.

I'm going to go make a radtastic stay-awake-all-night Playlist

to listen to while I work.