Danish Interview
Panic! (Well, actually it's only with Ryan)
Didn't really expect much of it seeing which magazine it was in, and even though it doens't really tell anything new, and uses a picture where Brent is in, I still found it pretty nice and jolly random; so, I'll share. Ryan seems to have a quite competitive spirit.
The concert they're talking about was a month ago in Copenhagen, Denmark on October 12th.
The bolded parts are what Ryan says, I don't know if that was a good decision, but meh.
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Far from Las Vegas
Brendon, Jon, Spencer and Ryan of Panic! At the Disco, got a huge hit with ‘I write Sins not Tragedies’, and have played hundreds of concerts around the world. Tonight it’s Denmark’s turn. Outside of the concert hall sits a big group of fans waiting anxiously, even though there’s six hours till the concert even begins! Frikvarter meets with the guitarist Ryan just before the concert.
“I woke up this morning, and the fans were here already - they’re crazy over here.”
Ryan misses his hometown Las Vegas, so we pretend to be at a Casino accessorised with a fox, red lipstick, high heels for me and a Derby for Ryan, which he refuse to replace with his own.
“Why is a fox Las Vegas-like?,” asks Ryan, who falls slightly out of the atmosphere with his fingerless gloves, furry hat and eyeliner, even though it’s him, who should be in control of the Vegas-style. “Wow, it still has claws,” he mumbles, while he still thinks this is far from Las Vegas.
Too young for the Casino
I explain to Ryan, that we’re going to play Blackjack to really get into the Las Vegas-mood.
“It’s a bit awkward to play Blackjack when you’re only two, but let’s try,” he says while shuffling the cards.
”You must be quite the professional, seeing that you live in Las Vegas. Do you often go to Casinos at home?”
Ryan wrinkles his nose: “I’ve been there one time, but you have to be 21, and I’m only 20, so I got kicked out. I lied and said, that I had forgotten my ID, but they didn’t believe me. Then came a big bodyguard, so I walked away quietly without any arguing/causing any trouble.”
But Ryan is used to playing with the rest of the band:
“We always play dice and Blackjack on our tourbus. Can you go to casinos here in Copenhagen?”
“Yes, of course. And you only have to be 18.”
“Cool, then Brendon can join too!”
We laugh and continue playing. Ryan comments on the game, while he’s winning: “You have fifteen, and I have eight,” he gives me a card more: “And you just lost a 100 dollars!”
“Hey I didn’t think we played for money. I’m dealing now!”
Gambled their way to success.
“You’ve given me all the good,” Ryan practically yells. “And a bad one for you, and another one - damn, you suck at this!”
“Do you always win?,” I ask, putting the cards aside. I’m going to losing any more.
“The first time I played, I won a lot, but otherwise no.”
“Do you have to gamble a little in the music-industry?”
“Yeah. I’ve gambled a lot with my life because of this band. I got a scholarship, so I could go to college for free, but I gave all that up so I could play music. It was hard in the beginning; we had no money, we drove around in a van, and when we performed there were never more than fifteen people in the audience. We were just lucky that we didn’t have to live like that for long. But if you don’t gamble, you end up being boring or nothing at all. And we do not want to be a safe band, neither with our songs nor our shows.”
I wished Ryan good luck with the concert, and went home - a 100 dollars poorer.
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A picture of the whole article.
And one of the tiny picture in the coner with Ryan and the fox in it.
(Please excuse the bad picture and the horrible translation, but I wanted to share it, even though my english and photography capabilities are at a lowpoint today.)
Didn't really expect much of it seeing which magazine it was in, and even though it doens't really tell anything new, and uses a picture where Brent is in, I still found it pretty nice and jolly random; so, I'll share. Ryan seems to have a quite competitive spirit.
The concert they're talking about was a month ago in Copenhagen, Denmark on October 12th.
The bolded parts are what Ryan says, I don't know if that was a good decision, but meh.
----
Far from Las Vegas
Brendon, Jon, Spencer and Ryan of Panic! At the Disco, got a huge hit with ‘I write Sins not Tragedies’, and have played hundreds of concerts around the world. Tonight it’s Denmark’s turn. Outside of the concert hall sits a big group of fans waiting anxiously, even though there’s six hours till the concert even begins! Frikvarter meets with the guitarist Ryan just before the concert.
“I woke up this morning, and the fans were here already - they’re crazy over here.”
Ryan misses his hometown Las Vegas, so we pretend to be at a Casino accessorised with a fox, red lipstick, high heels for me and a Derby for Ryan, which he refuse to replace with his own.
“Why is a fox Las Vegas-like?,” asks Ryan, who falls slightly out of the atmosphere with his fingerless gloves, furry hat and eyeliner, even though it’s him, who should be in control of the Vegas-style. “Wow, it still has claws,” he mumbles, while he still thinks this is far from Las Vegas.
Too young for the Casino
I explain to Ryan, that we’re going to play Blackjack to really get into the Las Vegas-mood.
“It’s a bit awkward to play Blackjack when you’re only two, but let’s try,” he says while shuffling the cards.
”You must be quite the professional, seeing that you live in Las Vegas. Do you often go to Casinos at home?”
Ryan wrinkles his nose: “I’ve been there one time, but you have to be 21, and I’m only 20, so I got kicked out. I lied and said, that I had forgotten my ID, but they didn’t believe me. Then came a big bodyguard, so I walked away quietly without any arguing/causing any trouble.”
But Ryan is used to playing with the rest of the band:
“We always play dice and Blackjack on our tourbus. Can you go to casinos here in Copenhagen?”
“Yes, of course. And you only have to be 18.”
“Cool, then Brendon can join too!”
We laugh and continue playing. Ryan comments on the game, while he’s winning: “You have fifteen, and I have eight,” he gives me a card more: “And you just lost a 100 dollars!”
“Hey I didn’t think we played for money. I’m dealing now!”
Gambled their way to success.
“You’ve given me all the good,” Ryan practically yells. “And a bad one for you, and another one - damn, you suck at this!”
“Do you always win?,” I ask, putting the cards aside. I’m going to losing any more.
“The first time I played, I won a lot, but otherwise no.”
“Do you have to gamble a little in the music-industry?”
“Yeah. I’ve gambled a lot with my life because of this band. I got a scholarship, so I could go to college for free, but I gave all that up so I could play music. It was hard in the beginning; we had no money, we drove around in a van, and when we performed there were never more than fifteen people in the audience. We were just lucky that we didn’t have to live like that for long. But if you don’t gamble, you end up being boring or nothing at all. And we do not want to be a safe band, neither with our songs nor our shows.”
I wished Ryan good luck with the concert, and went home - a 100 dollars poorer.
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A picture of the whole article.
And one of the tiny picture in the coner with Ryan and the fox in it.
(Please excuse the bad picture and the horrible translation, but I wanted to share it, even though my english and photography capabilities are at a lowpoint today.)