the cobra show was, unsurprisingly, A++++ awesome, would rock again. going solo was a little lame only because i had no cell service inside the venue, so i couldn't text and twitter as much as i would've liked (as everyone who follows my twitter goes THANK GOD FOR THAT) but otherwise it was superfun!
much to my chagrin, i enjoyed FTSK immensely. i am generally annoyed by jonathan cook's politics (i left him a bitchy blog comment once, lol) so i wanted to hate them, but he was actually quite entertaining (and wearing a twilight t-shirt, which amused me) and fun. dammit! (oh also, the redhead [caleb?] is wicked cute.) i missed hit the lights and sing it loud, but i didn't care about seeing them anyway.
and cobra continues to be made of all things fierce and sassy and fun, and i adore them all ridiculous amounts. but especially gabe, because, i mean. GABE. *hearthands forever* they played everything i wanted to hear except for "keep it simple," and there was silly string, and confetti, and gabe's sweat flying into the crowd and gabe himself flying into the crowd and ryland told us he was sweating his titties off. and i will never not be charmed by gabe's overwhelming gratitude. every time i see them, he thanks the crowd, like, 324992 times and i think it's actually fully sincere every time. i'm such a sucker for earnest.
the crowd was a little crazy, but i survived mostly unscathed despite being squished right in the middle of it. ironically, the only person who actually hurt me was a venue employee; a giant ass venue employee who had stationed himself at the edge of the mosh pit (which unfailingly opens up right next to me, wherever i am, idk if i inspire aggression or what) and who elbowed me quite soundly in the spot between my neck and shoulder, which was fun. :/ but whatevs, i brought sassy back with the cobras and it was excellent.
in unrelated news: DAVID COOK.

ok, that's not news. i'm just saying.
EDIT: oh also, for the record, bill beckett twittering about sports all the time makes me lol.
much to my chagrin, i enjoyed FTSK immensely. i am generally annoyed by jonathan cook's politics (i left him a bitchy blog comment once, lol) so i wanted to hate them, but he was actually quite entertaining (and wearing a twilight t-shirt, which amused me) and fun. dammit! (oh also, the redhead [caleb?] is wicked cute.) i missed hit the lights and sing it loud, but i didn't care about seeing them anyway.
and cobra continues to be made of all things fierce and sassy and fun, and i adore them all ridiculous amounts. but especially gabe, because, i mean. GABE. *hearthands forever* they played everything i wanted to hear except for "keep it simple," and there was silly string, and confetti, and gabe's sweat flying into the crowd and gabe himself flying into the crowd and ryland told us he was sweating his titties off. and i will never not be charmed by gabe's overwhelming gratitude. every time i see them, he thanks the crowd, like, 324992 times and i think it's actually fully sincere every time. i'm such a sucker for earnest.
the crowd was a little crazy, but i survived mostly unscathed despite being squished right in the middle of it. ironically, the only person who actually hurt me was a venue employee; a giant ass venue employee who had stationed himself at the edge of the mosh pit (which unfailingly opens up right next to me, wherever i am, idk if i inspire aggression or what) and who elbowed me quite soundly in the spot between my neck and shoulder, which was fun. :/ but whatevs, i brought sassy back with the cobras and it was excellent.
in unrelated news: DAVID COOK.

ok, that's not news. i'm just saying.
EDIT: oh also, for the record, bill beckett twittering about sports all the time makes me lol.