SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETED!
If you read my previous entries, you will know
(e:imk2) and I went on a little adventure last night. After seeing 30 seconds to Mars in B-lo, we decided it was imperative we see them again in Cleveland. We drove our happy asses down there with a brilliantly devised plan to stalk the band.
As a side note, I was also keen to meet the lead singer of Aiden. I thought they had incredible stage presence and the music was fab. However, this did not work out for me. Another day....
We arrive at the House of Blues and find free rock-star-parking just around the corner. Cuz we're cool like that. We make friends with the bar tender Molly and an older police officer named Kevin who, bless his heart, really tries to get us the inside scoop. Molly supports our exploits with great enthusiasm.
We watch the show, this time with even better positioning near the stage. We donned our concert earplugs for this round, so we were able to enjoy the tunes without bleeding from the ears. Yvonne and I BOTH agree, the B-lo fans were far more energetic and the show was much more intimate. Cleveland fans were like robots. Hardly any crowd surfing, virtually no moshing, people actually SITTING on their asses!!??? Oy. Nonetheless, the music was enjoyable :)
After the show, we hit the bar again..our plan is to be last in line for autographs. Which we are :) I had them sign my cd with a specially procured green Sharpe marker, because I just HAVE to be different from all the rest. We try to chat with them a bit, but they seem more focused on our boobs that our faces.
Some woman frighteningly screams "SHIIIIIIIIIIIT" and they all jump up and say 'gotta go'. What was that all about??? We wanted a photo so badly but this abrupt ending spoiled the opportunity.
Autographs securely in our purses, we move on to the next stage of our scheme. Hanging around the backstage area, we found the 'green room'. Oh yeah, there they were, with a stack of bimbos, naturally. As Jared comes trotting down the steps we ask for a quick photo but he declines with, 'It's the House of Blues maaaaaan, we're not allowed'.
Well, this is not satisfactory. We drove all the way from B-lo to see these guys again, and we are not leaving without photos! We get the car and park it illegally right by the tour bus. A small fan base of about 30 is lingering about. First comes Tomo, lead guitarist. I have to say, that man is not only fine, but had an incredibly sensitive demeanor. We chatted with him for a while. He tells me Jared is an avid and highly certified rock climber. Who knew? Anyhow....we got photos and enjoyed our time with him.
Shannon, drummer and brother of Jared, came out for a bout 2 seconds and then left. We were unable to snag photos with him. Matt, bassist, talked with us for a while. We were shocked to learn they felt Cleveland was a better show, but upon further inquiry, I learned it was an opinion based on technological success. Apparently, everything went perfectly for the first time this show. Good for them.
Lastly, Jared finally makes his appearance. He spends a fair amount of time taking photos with fans, but hardly says a word. He does not smile for a single photo. I think he was sick, or just very tired. Anyhow...we tried to get a photo but he always seemed to turn to another fan, and another, and another...making this giant circle around us. Just as Yvonne wanders off, I some how am standing all alone in a giant circle, and Jared turns to me. At last!!! Hugs, and a photo. Yvonne comes running back and we share our smiles with a flash in the chilly darkness. Mission accomplished.
If you read this far, congratulations, you deserve a prize. Which will be...lovely photos, posted later this evening. Until then...go buy their cd, you will like it!
oh yeah, and aside from "yum" re: leto- "yum" re: you two. Hmm, ok, that sounds wrong. Point is- you girls were smokin'! :)
wow, so much for laying low. this is the type of last minute adventure that I would normally come up with. glad you got to meet the band and made it home safe. don't worry about Leto not smiling... rock stars/actors are so self absorbed I think they forget about their fans. if I were in an up and coming band with a small following of fans I would do everything in my power to give them a rockin time so that they would tell their friends who would buy more tickets and albums (but then again these days my mind is geared toward making money and not art (it used to be the opposite)).
Great pix! I will definitely check them out -- thanks for the tip.
yum.
YEAH! we're fucking rock stars!!!!!!!11
well, groupies at the least...but still...we fucking ROCK!!!