I was just telling a friend of mine how I felt so jaded and spoiled with all of the concerts I get to go to. It's not that I don't get excited anymore, but I feel like some of the... Continue Reading →
How do you put a night spent with some of the best of friends while singing and swaying along to the songs that saved all of your lives at different points into words? Well, you really can't but I am... Continue Reading →
Losing Warped Tour was a blow to a whole generation. It was always the best day of the summer. A day full of nostalgia, sun and smiles-- it was something that I am seriously honored to have experienced so many... Continue Reading →
There are very few bands that have stuck with me since I started my concert going adventures over ten years ago. Bands come and go with breakups, line-up changes, deaths, and complete stylistic makeovers. As devastating as it is to... Continue Reading →
I am physically sick today. I got home from the show last night and instantly found myself on the floor of my bathroom hugging my toilet and really haven't felt like leaving that spot since. I dragged myself to work... Continue Reading →
I've seen The Maine many times before. Last time I went to their show, I wrote about how maybe a concert is just an excuse for the feeling of nostalgia. I was back on the hunt last night and got closer... Continue Reading →
Why do I do this to myself? Why do I insist on going to see bands that I listened to when I was in high school? They've grown up, my taste in music obviously hasn't, and it's just heartbreaking. Last... Continue Reading →