Closure

I went to the Fall Out Boy concert. Don't Judge Me. Do Not Interject Your Opinion.

It's about closure. My little short story is going better even though I haven't writen anything after 1 p.m. Friday. Way too specific a time frame.

Or maybe it's about catharsis. I mos def felt way too old and too alone to be there. At least I was running with a crew in Sheffield. Oh, the scams and escapades we got into.

It wasn't just FOB. There was The Hush Sound. They were wonderful. I wish it was a club venue because when the peen was on stage he said that we should buy some of their merch. Hell, theirs was the only merch I got. If you bought a T-Shirt, you got their CD free. They were both so worth it.

In between sets they showed videos and stuff. Then they showed the Gym Class Heroes video ("Cupid's Chokehold") with Patrick Stump. I really liked it. I think that Patrick produced the song. It's pretty dope. It has a similiar sound as the "Sugar, We're Going Down" remix. Not only does he have a golden voice but also a golden ear. Before that video the showed the "Grand Theft Autumn" video. All I could think was "That fat robot ate the old Patrick."

Fat robot:

Old school:


Also, my digital camera isn't that great I knew I should have bought a Nikon.
The All-American Rejects were great. They had really good banter and most importantly a drum kit with Chuck Norris on it. Why does FOB have all the drama, but AAR never even comes close to that sort of stuff? Maybe it's because they're from Oklahoma or maybe it's because they don't have the Peen to deal with. Nah, it's just that they're from Oklahoma.