MCR Live
wow so I went and saw MCR live tonight (apparently their first show back in the states) and I know how you guys hate long rants uncut on your f-lists so I'll talk about it under the cuts.
So I completely wasn't planning on going, by the time I realized that I could live with having seats rather than general admission the concert was sold out and it was too late. Whatever. Then, day of at 5pm my friend Donnie calls me:
Donnie: So you know how Gerard used to have Blonde hair?
Me: Yeah, so?
Donnie: And you know the Helena video?
Me: Yeah, so?
Donnie: I'm friends with one of the people who helped shoot the video and she's the one who cut and bleached Gerard's hair before the Black Parade.
Me: Orly?
Donnie: Yeah, Gerard called her today and gave her a couple of tickets and asked her to meet up after the show. She's got three tickets and gave two of them to me, wanna go?
Me: FUCK YEAH
So I go and it turns out that it's seating but that's okay, we get in early and before security comes around we all jump down from the seated level into General admission and start moshing it up to Muse.
Some INCREDIBLY talented guy manages to unsnap my bra while I'm moshing so I leave and go to the bathroom to hook it back up before I lose it. Then I can't get back into general admission and security has tightened up engough that I can't jump back down again. So I spend my time trying to think of different ways to get back into the general admission because my seats are litterally as far away as you can be from the stage.
Muse finishes, I rush the security guards and get back in and hook up with my friends again (One of my other friends got a ticket from a scalper). I made a bunch of friends who thought that Donnie was the shit and other than the teenie boppers it was pretty rad.
My Chem comes on after a half hour intermission. Gerard gets pushed in wearing a patient gown on a stretcher and is cradling his microphone like a stuffed animal and starts singing The End. They play the entire Black Parade in order and then leave with Blood playing on the speakers. There was absolutely NOTHING slashy about this. They all stayed in their seperate areas, Mikey and Gee were side by side and Frank was off to the left, Ray off to the right... a pianist in the far corner and Bob back and center (duh).
Everyone FREAKED out when they left after Blood but then it turned out that they were doing a costume change and they come back with a new backdrop, the revenge pistols and all of them wearing their normal clothes (Frank had the COOLEST shirt that said 'the curch of Godzilla, pray to your god' and had a picture of godzilla on it with a halo over his head) They played I'm Not Okay, Heavan Help Us, It's Not A Fashion Statement It's A Death Wish, You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison, and finished up with Cemetary Drive.
In the middle of It's Not A Fashion Statement... Frank got down on his knees in front of Gerard and rested his head (mouth open, I believe) on Gerard's crotch and During Prison he did a stage dive into the crowd and just kind of floated around a while then came back onto the stage. They were really nice too, natrually there were a lot of young kids there and all the people front and center were being assholes to these little kids (a few ended up leaving in stretchers) so at the very beginning, Gerard got really pissed off and was like "Everybody here needs to back the FUCK up, I'm not that sexy" and refused to sing until everyone calmed down and helped kids up and then it started to get bad again so they stopped and Frank was like "The whole point of the band is that everybody fits in with us, don't you fucking dare go off and start being assholes to people at our concerts" so the show was super tame (which is a little bit dissapointing but admirable too)
After the show we found a Gerard look alike, except his hair was still bleach blonde. He was even wearing the parade outfit. He looked so much like Gerard that we ended up walking around the barracades and people started screaming and asking for autographs and for a while the security guards didn't ask him to get on the other side of the barricade (Someone asked me if I was Gerard's girlfriend since I was hanging around with the look-alike). They made us all leave before MCR came out and were like "They're comming out on the otherside, everybody get the fuck away from here" and escorted me and my friends (and the look a-like) all the way around the edge of the stadium so we couldn't see anything.
So we walked up to that girl who got us the (free) tickets and were talking to her and she was like "well shit, I'm supposed to meet up with him, I don't know what to do. They aren't going on a bus just look for a suburban. I'll call Gee tomorrow, they're spending the night in Houston" she talks to us a bit more about how if she gets a hold of him tomorrow she'd let us know and go out to lunch with him or something (if I promise not to be a complete fan girl) and so me and my friends pile into my car and we all start to leave and I drive over where they were supposed to come out (and where we were forced to leave) and see the five of them hopping into a black surburban and driving off. It took all my willpower not to follow them just because maybe I'll go pick up coffee or something With Gerard tomorrow (wtf?)
And that's my story. I'll post some pictures and video tomorrow when I'm not so fucking tired, goonight children :D
So I completely wasn't planning on going, by the time I realized that I could live with having seats rather than general admission the concert was sold out and it was too late. Whatever. Then, day of at 5pm my friend Donnie calls me:
Donnie: So you know how Gerard used to have Blonde hair?
Me: Yeah, so?
Donnie: And you know the Helena video?
Me: Yeah, so?
Donnie: I'm friends with one of the people who helped shoot the video and she's the one who cut and bleached Gerard's hair before the Black Parade.
Me: Orly?
Donnie: Yeah, Gerard called her today and gave her a couple of tickets and asked her to meet up after the show. She's got three tickets and gave two of them to me, wanna go?
Me: FUCK YEAH
So I go and it turns out that it's seating but that's okay, we get in early and before security comes around we all jump down from the seated level into General admission and start moshing it up to Muse.
Some INCREDIBLY talented guy manages to unsnap my bra while I'm moshing so I leave and go to the bathroom to hook it back up before I lose it. Then I can't get back into general admission and security has tightened up engough that I can't jump back down again. So I spend my time trying to think of different ways to get back into the general admission because my seats are litterally as far away as you can be from the stage.
Muse finishes, I rush the security guards and get back in and hook up with my friends again (One of my other friends got a ticket from a scalper). I made a bunch of friends who thought that Donnie was the shit and other than the teenie boppers it was pretty rad.
My Chem comes on after a half hour intermission. Gerard gets pushed in wearing a patient gown on a stretcher and is cradling his microphone like a stuffed animal and starts singing The End. They play the entire Black Parade in order and then leave with Blood playing on the speakers. There was absolutely NOTHING slashy about this. They all stayed in their seperate areas, Mikey and Gee were side by side and Frank was off to the left, Ray off to the right... a pianist in the far corner and Bob back and center (duh).
Everyone FREAKED out when they left after Blood but then it turned out that they were doing a costume change and they come back with a new backdrop, the revenge pistols and all of them wearing their normal clothes (Frank had the COOLEST shirt that said 'the curch of Godzilla, pray to your god' and had a picture of godzilla on it with a halo over his head) They played I'm Not Okay, Heavan Help Us, It's Not A Fashion Statement It's A Death Wish, You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison, and finished up with Cemetary Drive.
In the middle of It's Not A Fashion Statement... Frank got down on his knees in front of Gerard and rested his head (mouth open, I believe) on Gerard's crotch and During Prison he did a stage dive into the crowd and just kind of floated around a while then came back onto the stage. They were really nice too, natrually there were a lot of young kids there and all the people front and center were being assholes to these little kids (a few ended up leaving in stretchers) so at the very beginning, Gerard got really pissed off and was like "Everybody here needs to back the FUCK up, I'm not that sexy" and refused to sing until everyone calmed down and helped kids up and then it started to get bad again so they stopped and Frank was like "The whole point of the band is that everybody fits in with us, don't you fucking dare go off and start being assholes to people at our concerts" so the show was super tame (which is a little bit dissapointing but admirable too)
After the show we found a Gerard look alike, except his hair was still bleach blonde. He was even wearing the parade outfit. He looked so much like Gerard that we ended up walking around the barracades and people started screaming and asking for autographs and for a while the security guards didn't ask him to get on the other side of the barricade (Someone asked me if I was Gerard's girlfriend since I was hanging around with the look-alike). They made us all leave before MCR came out and were like "They're comming out on the otherside, everybody get the fuck away from here" and escorted me and my friends (and the look a-like) all the way around the edge of the stadium so we couldn't see anything.
So we walked up to that girl who got us the (free) tickets and were talking to her and she was like "well shit, I'm supposed to meet up with him, I don't know what to do. They aren't going on a bus just look for a suburban. I'll call Gee tomorrow, they're spending the night in Houston" she talks to us a bit more about how if she gets a hold of him tomorrow she'd let us know and go out to lunch with him or something (if I promise not to be a complete fan girl) and so me and my friends pile into my car and we all start to leave and I drive over where they were supposed to come out (and where we were forced to leave) and see the five of them hopping into a black surburban and driving off. It took all my willpower not to follow them just because maybe I'll go pick up coffee or something With Gerard tomorrow (wtf?)
And that's my story. I'll post some pictures and video tomorrow when I'm not so fucking tired, goonight children :D