Tales from the Concert (Like Tales from the Crypt? No?)

All right, so last night I went to a HIM/Bleeding Through show.

It was awesome, being second row back from the barrier is never not awesome. It was ridiculous how few people there even knew Bleeding Through was playing. I’m not a huge fan, but their lead singer (Brandan Schieppati) is a super cool guy, so all the tweens and even older people not knowing who the hell they are was kind of disappointing. Yeah, they are radically different from HIM but that doesn’t mean they can’t be good.

Speaking of HIM, they were aaaahmazing. They played an hour and a half long set including a ton of old songs, including Buried Alive by Love, The Sacrament, It’s All Tears (Drown in this Love), Razorblade Kiss, and Poison Girl. Fuckin’ sweet.

So here’s just my dorky concert stories:

There was this crazy drunk bitch on the floor before the show even started that started a fight with the people next to me and got kicked out. I felt kind of bad because her husband, who was Finnish, was a really nice guy. But fuck her, she needed a good swift kick in the ass and I was glad to provide one. (Literally.)

Second row back is the best. I’ve been front row and the farthest back I’ve been is fifth row. There was a really chill kid in front of me too, who I got to know really well, considering the 400 people behind me basically made me molest him.

The dorkiest story: I was wearing two layers (slutty tank top and Jim Morrison tee shirt that’s about 8 sizes too big) and I got REALLY hot, obviously, so I took off the Jim shirt and threw it on stage during Razorblade Kiss. After the song ended, Valo promptly picked it up and announced that he was keeping it. It really just made me laugh, because if it’s huge on me, it’s going to be equally huge on him, since he’s pretty much the skinniest man I’ve seen in my entire life. But oh well, he’s welcome to it.

Moral of the story:  the show was great and I will definitely be seeing both bands again.