Detox just to retox

You know, the thing is that Fall Out Boy shows do not get old. I've seen them quite a few times now, from big shows that were scripted to the last detail to the Harper's Ferry show where they took audience requests, and I've had a great time at all of them.

It's partially the company I keep at these things, for sure--you guys are most awesome. But they come on and I'm riveted for as long as it takes them to do their thing, and usually I'm wishing they were up there longer. I find them ridiculously dynamic and entertaining and as much as I love the albums, I love everything so much more when they're doing it live. I just give them an A++ for being fun!

For the curious, that's at least 120% more fun than Tyga. Fuckin Tyga, you guys. When the most dazzling thing about your mercifully brief performance is your ginormous Garfield bling (!!!) and the epic introduction music that you couldn't hope to live up to, well. Well. All I'm saying is, it doesn't matter how often I have to see Tyga in the name of bands I like, I will not be buying his CD. Eeeever.

Okay, maybe if someone promised me that the money I spend will go directly towards getting Tyga some cheeseburgers. If they will accept food in lieu of payment, perhaps.

Even with the 20 minute Tyga interlude, the show was totally worth the $12 I spent on tickets and the time in the car with loveyouallwrong. Although the part of the evening where she refused to go with me into the rest area bathroom and protect me from ET/axe murderers/annoying people so I could change into my pajama pants without an audience of truckers, just because she was already in her pajama pants, has marked her as a future victim of my horrible wrath. Muahaha.

Also, the interesting new thing (to me) was that as much as I love IOH, if there was a show where they did nothing but songs off FUCT and FAD, I'd go. Twice. More, if there were bear dancers doing choreographed fight scenes like the one last night. That was HIGH ART, you guys. CLASSIC. <3<3<3

The other interesting thing, Pete Wentz's inability to go a song without harassing or cuddling Patrick. This is not new, no. BUT last night he had this total thing going for Patrick's hat and kept putting his hands on it, and the first time Patrick looked like he was going to throw a fit for about .5 seconds before he decided to deal, and I died. Me and Lea love telling each other the story where Patrick is an incredibly awful person to hang out with if you're not actively interested in his beats that second, and the only reason he and Pete are BFF is that Pete is even more annoying. I literally just lol and lol and that was like, ( a visual representation )

The other other interesting thing that isn't new is how tiny Patrick Stump is. That is one little dude, you guys. We were talking last night about how you read a lot of reviews and etc that describe Patrick as basically a fat dude, and I'm not here to say he's got no excess body fat, but. Every time I see them in person, I realize all over again: Patrick Stump does not shop at the Large Men's Big & Tall.

Aaaaaanyway, those are my bandom not-very-deep thoughts. I wish I'd gotten to see more of you guys last night. Team Philly, it is always a blast to hang out with your charming selves, especially when you are bundled up and adorably covered in snow, or dancing along with just about everything, or being coat check NINJAS. eleanor_lavish and schuyler, I was glad to have ended up close enough to say hi, even if you were frustratingly just out of reach. People I didn't see last night--well, I'll probably see you next week or something, the way things are going. ♥ ♥ ♥