You don’t even know how insane this concert was. I had gotten to the show like at 3:30 to get really close seats up front. While all the Blink-182 fans wore their fancy Blink shirts I was here only for Taking Back Sunday and Weezer of course. As soon as Taking Back Sunday’s set started everyone was shoved about five steps forward. It went on like this throughout their whole set. Our bodies moving to the front, back and side. There was a mosh pit right behind me and technically I was in it, even though I wasn’t swinging my fists at everyone. Since I was smaller than everyone else there, people kept asking me, “Are you okay.” I could handle this, dripping with sweat, but there wasn’t much I could do about it. My cousin wanted out after the first song so she crowd surfed to the front because it was easier to get out that way.
You would think it would be distracting when you are getting shoved around, but I still sang along with Adam Lazzara. My voice next to his. I could hear it. I could see Adam’s face, and Matt Rubano’s face, and even Eddie Reye’s face. I lasted more than half their set when I had finally had enough. It was hard shoving through all the people to get out of the crowd, but I had to before it got worse. I wanted an experience and that is what I got!
When my mom and I (can you believe she stuck it out with me?) finally found somewhere to sit in the grass my face was drying with sticky sweat matted to it. My hair was coming out of the two little buns on either side of my head it was pulled back into. People were giving us funny looks probably because we looked somewhat dazed or just worn out. I called Mackenzie and found her and her friends sitting on the complete other end of the amphitheatre.
I don’t understand her friends. Ashley (the other girl who accompanied me to Warped Tour) was there with her boyfriend. She got drunk later in the night. She is only eighteen. Her boyfriend who is at least twenty-one probably bought her drinks. I really don’t understand why people drink or get drunk. Why? The next day you’ll vaguely remember what happened and feel like shit (so I’ve heard). You look like a complete idiot, barely able to stand. Oh well, Mackenzie also was sitting next to some nice guys who were there to have a good time and were really funny. A couple of them found some Tom DeLonge masks which they were wearing around. One of them kept on saying, “Na-na na-na na-na na-na na na na-na na-na na-na na-na na na,” in a Tom DeLonge accent.
Weezer was on next. Rivers Cuomo makes me smile. He seems like such a quiet, chill guy. Before Weezer played “Island In The Sun” Rivers got up and said, “Okay, I’m gonna go play some drums.” He sat down and started tapping on the drum set and he was surprisingly good. But it turns out it was just recorded. Rivers would walk over to each instrument and begin to play and each member was slowly added in. The crowd was singing, “hip hip.” Rivers said how they had played a show in New York the night before and Kansas City was a more lively crowd because everyone in New York was “too cool” to jump around. “Buddy Holly” was probably my favorite song they played. I would love to see them again sometime soon.
I’ve got to say, really don’t know any Blink-182 songs. If you asked me what song they opened their set with I couldn’t tell you. I have heard about five of Blink’s songs and the rest remain unknown to me. I could have left before they played, but I wanted to stay for them to play “Dammit”. They came on at 9:30 and since I was now adjusting to my early morning schedule it was getting harder for me to keep my eyes open. Blink probably played ten songs when Mackenzie pulled away from her friends and asked us if we wanted to leave. I still hadn’t heard “Dammit” but my mom and Mackenzie were ready to leave.
We tried to weave our way through the crowd just to find the exit and people began to get mad. They were cursing at us because they were missing like two seconds of Blink-182’s performance. “What’d you pay your money for?!” one guy yelled. Another girl called us dickheads and one guy yelled, “Fuck you!” That’s when Mackenzie got pissed off. “Fuck you! Anger management, douchebag!” she retaliated. I had a horrible feeling in my gut as people yelled at us. All I wanted to do was leave. I didn’t care if I missed “Dammit” or not.
When we got out of the crowd a slew of curse words escaped my mouth because I was hurt by these strangers. I told Mackenzie and my mom I wish karma would come back and light them on fire. I meant it. We left and I felt better listening to Owl City and the Scissor Sisters (both of whom I don’t really like). We got home and ate left over Chinese food and I went to sleep.
I look back at my pictures and think how I was really there. I listened to Chester French, the Von Bondies, Taking Back Sunday, Weezer, and most of Blink-182’s performance. All of them were great. D.A. Wallach from Chester French was a bit perverted but they had good music (I actually bought their debut album today). The Von Bondies were good as well. You might recognize their single “C’mon C’mon”. Taking Back Sunday and Weezer were my favorites, and I knew they would be. Especially Taking Back Sunday.
Song Of The Day – “Everything Must Go” by Taking Back Sunday http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NPU8nSIVu4A