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Oh hey, so last night I may or may not have told Ryan Ross about my dad dying and made hearteyes at Jon before taking a rather adorable picture with him.
YES, THIS IS ALL TRUE, IDEK. It's all thanks to alcohol and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
daisydust being fearless.
The show was probably the most low-key, laidback bandom-related concert I've ever been to, which was GREAT. The crowd was a good, enthusiastic size for TYV (lol adorable little fanboys running around with their vinyls of TAV) and Black Gold was really awesome. I think TYV as a group have grown even more solid in their performing, and Ryan is ten times more confident in himself than he was when I saw him two and a half months ago in Chicago. I really, REALLY love watching/listening to this band live, more than I did Panic, tbh (although nothing can replace Panic stage banter). Although I was dumb and passed up on having my own TYV beach ball--WHY DID I THROW IT BACK? DAMN YOUR DISTRACTING FACE, JON WALKER.
But yes, so afterward we were waiting for Rooney to go on becausebabygotbass's friend wanted to hear what they sounded like, and I had already been informed (through secondhand eavesdropping on a fangirl's dad) that their van was right around the corner from the venue. I didn't think I'd go accost them, but Becky (aka daisydust), bless her, was all, "You are missing an opportunity!" And what do you know, I had a sudden attack of guts, and was like, "Fuck it, let's do this."
So we went into the alleyway like creepers, lol, but fortunately, there wasn't hardly anyone stalking them! And the fangirls who were milling around were very polite! Becky went up to Eric and started chatting about the Black Gold album, and since I really like their style, I decided to jump in, too. Eric's super pretty in person, goodness, pictures do not do him justice. His face literally lit up when I said I thought his band reminded me of ELO, and he turned to the rest of the guys all, "OMG THIS GIRL THINKS WE SOUND LIKE ELO!! :D :D" I apparently impressed them. He was also impressed with the idea of traveling several hours to see shows, and thinks Midwest venues are the best venues.
Meanwhile, Ryan was wandering around in the alley behind us ALONE. So bizarre, seriously--I was waiting for covert fangirls to just descend upon him out of nowhere. Instead, Becky asked if she could take my picture with him, and he was all, "Yeah, sure!" and smiled all big. And then my (slightly drunk) mouth decided to inflict itself upon him, and I blurted out:
"I've had a rough month and my died and I have been really looking forward to your show and seeing you guys means a lot to me."
WHAT IS MY LIFE.
But Ryan was quite gracious, all things considered; he nodded, looked appropriately sympathetic, and said in his monotone, "Oh, I'm sorry, thank you," etc. Still, SO MANY MOTTS, YOU GUYS, SO MANY MOTTS. DDDDD: I kind of wanted to run away after that, but we ended up waiting on the two little adorable fanboys to stop babbling at Jon about music. In the meantime, I was standing near Nick White and Nick Murray, and I gave them thumbs up and told them the show was awesome. They were really sweet, and Nick M. said Columbia was one of his favorite venues so far on this tour. (Also, side note? Nick White is STUPIDLY HOT OMG.)
Once Jon tore himself away from the fanboys (literally) he looked at Becky and me, and my face was literally
*_______*
with like, hallelujah choirs and shit. I am not even fucking kidding when I say his eyes got all wide and pretty and ugh HE WAS ALL SWEATY AND SMILING AT ME. Needless to say, I don't really remember what I said to him. I know I didn't mention my dad, thank god. I did, however, get a pretty decent picture with him, which is amazing, since I'm probably the least photogenic person on the planet.
And then I ran away, the end.
YES, THIS IS ALL TRUE, IDEK. It's all thanks to alcohol and
daisydust being fearless. The show was probably the most low-key, laidback bandom-related concert I've ever been to, which was GREAT. The crowd was a good, enthusiastic size for TYV (lol adorable little fanboys running around with their vinyls of TAV) and Black Gold was really awesome. I think TYV as a group have grown even more solid in their performing, and Ryan is ten times more confident in himself than he was when I saw him two and a half months ago in Chicago. I really, REALLY love watching/listening to this band live, more than I did Panic, tbh (although nothing can replace Panic stage banter). Although I was dumb and passed up on having my own TYV beach ball--WHY DID I THROW IT BACK? DAMN YOUR DISTRACTING FACE, JON WALKER.
But yes, so afterward we were waiting for Rooney to go on because
babygotbass's friend wanted to hear what they sounded like, and I had already been informed (through secondhand eavesdropping on a fangirl's dad) that their van was right around the corner from the venue. I didn't think I'd go accost them, but Becky (aka daisydust), bless her, was all, "You are missing an opportunity!" And what do you know, I had a sudden attack of guts, and was like, "Fuck it, let's do this." So we went into the alleyway like creepers, lol, but fortunately, there wasn't hardly anyone stalking them! And the fangirls who were milling around were very polite! Becky went up to Eric and started chatting about the Black Gold album, and since I really like their style, I decided to jump in, too. Eric's super pretty in person, goodness, pictures do not do him justice. His face literally lit up when I said I thought his band reminded me of ELO, and he turned to the rest of the guys all, "OMG THIS GIRL THINKS WE SOUND LIKE ELO!! :D :D" I apparently impressed them. He was also impressed with the idea of traveling several hours to see shows, and thinks Midwest venues are the best venues.
Meanwhile, Ryan was wandering around in the alley behind us ALONE. So bizarre, seriously--I was waiting for covert fangirls to just descend upon him out of nowhere. Instead, Becky asked if she could take my picture with him, and he was all, "Yeah, sure!" and smiled all big. And then my (slightly drunk) mouth decided to inflict itself upon him, and I blurted out:
"I've had a rough month and my died and I have been really looking forward to your show and seeing you guys means a lot to me."
WHAT IS MY LIFE.
But Ryan was quite gracious, all things considered; he nodded, looked appropriately sympathetic, and said in his monotone, "Oh, I'm sorry, thank you," etc. Still, SO MANY MOTTS, YOU GUYS, SO MANY MOTTS. DDDDD: I kind of wanted to run away after that, but we ended up waiting on the two little adorable fanboys to stop babbling at Jon about music. In the meantime, I was standing near Nick White and Nick Murray, and I gave them thumbs up and told them the show was awesome. They were really sweet, and Nick M. said Columbia was one of his favorite venues so far on this tour. (Also, side note? Nick White is STUPIDLY HOT OMG.)
Once Jon tore himself away from the fanboys (literally) he looked at Becky and me, and my face was literally
*_______*
with like, hallelujah choirs and shit. I am not even fucking kidding when I say his eyes got all wide and pretty and ugh HE WAS ALL SWEATY AND SMILING AT ME. Needless to say, I don't really remember what I said to him. I know I didn't mention my dad, thank god. I did, however, get a pretty decent picture with him, which is amazing, since I'm probably the least photogenic person on the planet.
And then I ran away, the end.
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