Melloooooooooow at the Disco
Mar. 15th, 2008 10:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wildestrangerPANIC! CONCERT! SO MANY TEENAGERS!
In short: the concert was great, the new songs are delightful, and Ryan Ross continues to be funny-looking.
In long:
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airinshaw at a pub near the concert venue, where we pondered the perplexities of teenaged fans, Brendon Urie's probable gayness, and how the thing with the coffee table will never stop being funny. And also, how everyone loves Rodney. I was wearing my Mildy Alarmed At The Disco t-shirt, and she assured that no one could tell the misprint (I would not want Ryan Ross to think I can't spell! That would be so embarrassing! Especially as I am criticising their loss of exclamation mark.) After a while we were joined by her sister and her friend, and found our way towards the doors, where they were no teenagers left (there had been a queue around the block earlier on, with many amusingly dressed children making disturbing noises).
We got in while Black Gold was on, and they were, well, rather uninteresting. I think we spent most of the time looking at the merch stand (which was puzzlingly situated at the back end of the room). I ended up not buying anything, butairinshaw purchased a rather exciting hoodie.
Metro Station, on the other hand, were hilarious. Trace Cyrus moves like it's 1985 and he's just been invited to join Van Halen, all overexcited and uncoordinated flailing, but so rock'n'roll! And with extra hair-flipping!airinshaw and I kept looking at each other and cracking up. Their music sounds like the beginning of Final Countdown, and I half expected them to do a homage to Bon Jovi at some point. Also, there was a girl in the VIP section with a fairly short white dress (and beer) who was also dancing enthusiastically and flashing her buttocks at everyone below (there might have been a thong, but certainly not more than that), who was clearly part of Metro Station's entourage (and somebody's idea of a rockstar girlfriend *is catty*). Oh what fun.
Panic, though. *grins madly* I had a pretty good view of all of them except Spencer (clearly they should put him on a higher riser or something so that fans can appreciate his form as he bangs his drums. That banging deserves to be seen.), and the people in front of me weren't too tall (although the hair products, argh). The sound was great and I could make out pretty much everything they said, which was a nice change from most concerts. They played a lot of stuff from Fever, and maybe four or five songs from the new album, which I thought puzzling cause surelyt they'd want to promote Pretty. Odd? We heard We're So Starving, Nine in the Afternoon, That Green Gentleman, something else, and Mad as Rabbits. And maybe eight or nine songs from Fever, and The Weight.
And I must say, I really liked the new songs. Much more than the old ones in fact - Panic is the band I've enjoyed least out of the bandom big three, and while I can appreciate that A Fever You Can't Sweat Out is musically interesting, it doesn't really work for me. These new songs, though, especially Mad As Rabbits and That Green Gentleman, they very much do. I'm actually getting excited by the new album now. :)
Sadly, there was no shenanigans on the stage, but the three I could see were most entertaining nevertheless. Jon Walker (who is awesome! Now I understand why people keep saying that!) was rocking out and moving with the music and looked like he was having a great time. He was also wearing a tight t-shirt and well, there were arms. Jon Walker has pretty impressive arms. There are even muscles in them! I did not expect this from Panic at the Disco.
Ryan Ross, on the other hand, was rocking out like a little old lady. Sometimes there was delicately moving to the music (or, a half a beat behind), sometimes he just stood there smiling in a slightly creepy way (that could just be me, though, but I don't think his face is made for smiling. He ends up looking like a serial killer). Also, I spent a lot of time trying to figure out if those were ruffles on shirt, or merely a carefully folded scarf. However, as endlessly entertaining as he is (and really, it's wonderful, never stop Ryan), he was also singing (flawlessly), and being witty and there might have even been a guitar solo at some point. Also, he called Brendon on drinking his, ahem, root-beer, in the middle of the show. *g*
Brendon Urie was lot smaller than I thought. And can I just say that this fact pleases me enormously, even in a fandom where Patrick Stump and Frank Iero get voted the hottest people in bandom, because tiny as those guys are, Brendon is still smaller. Brendon Urie looks like he could be about as small as I am, which. I've never seen adults who are my size! I thought I was the only one! Go Brendon, you show the world what tiny people can do!
Ahem, anyway. His voice was gorgeous throughout and wow, there were some high notes there that made me pause and wonder in awe. His playing was very enthusiastic and I really liked how he kept moving his whole body as he played and getting so into it. Not to mention his face, which was very expressive (and I kept remembering that comment about how one of his parents must have been Silly Putty). He looks like someone who would be great at leading children's story time. Also, he kept rubbing his hair with a towel (from sweat, I assume) and it was sticking out in most hilarious ways.
All in all, it was a highly entertaining show and the music was great. I kind of felt bad for Panic since the kids around me, while singing along and flailing their arms to the old songs, stopped paying attention at all the new songs (and started taking pictures of themselves, wtf, is that what you come to a rock concert to do? Not to mention the "hey, let's push people around, that means bodily contact yay!"). There was a weird circle of people running around and "dancing" in the middle and well, I wouldn't want to see that in a show I was playing. I sort of want to write to them and say that really, the new songs were wonderful, please ignore the stupid teenagers.
Anyway, they said something about how they were going to come back in the summer and expected to see us all there so, um, Leeds/Reading Festival? Or something. I'm not sure I'd go to an otherwise hated festival for them, but if they put on proper shows? I would absolutely love to see them again. :)
In conclusion: I kind of like Panic At The Disco now, to the extent of voluntarily being sweated on by teenagers (and I'd forgotten how much teenaged boys smell, ugh) in order to see them live. Even if the whole band are very young, and even if Brendon Urie molests coffee tables.
Which will never stop being funny. *g*
In short: the concert was great, the new songs are delightful, and Ryan Ross continues to be funny-looking.
In long:
I met
airinshaw at a pub near the concert venue, where we pondered the perplexities of teenaged fans, Brendon Urie's probable gayness, and how the thing with the coffee table will never stop being funny. And also, how everyone loves Rodney. I was wearing my Mildy Alarmed At The Disco t-shirt, and she assured that no one could tell the misprint (I would not want Ryan Ross to think I can't spell! That would be so embarrassing! Especially as I am criticising their loss of exclamation mark.) After a while we were joined by her sister and her friend, and found our way towards the doors, where they were no teenagers left (there had been a queue around the block earlier on, with many amusingly dressed children making disturbing noises).We got in while Black Gold was on, and they were, well, rather uninteresting. I think we spent most of the time looking at the merch stand (which was puzzlingly situated at the back end of the room). I ended up not buying anything, but
airinshaw purchased a rather exciting hoodie. Metro Station, on the other hand, were hilarious. Trace Cyrus moves like it's 1985 and he's just been invited to join Van Halen, all overexcited and uncoordinated flailing, but so rock'n'roll! And with extra hair-flipping!
airinshaw and I kept looking at each other and cracking up. Their music sounds like the beginning of Final Countdown, and I half expected them to do a homage to Bon Jovi at some point. Also, there was a girl in the VIP section with a fairly short white dress (and beer) who was also dancing enthusiastically and flashing her buttocks at everyone below (there might have been a thong, but certainly not more than that), who was clearly part of Metro Station's entourage (and somebody's idea of a rockstar girlfriend *is catty*). Oh what fun.Panic, though. *grins madly* I had a pretty good view of all of them except Spencer (clearly they should put him on a higher riser or something so that fans can appreciate his form as he bangs his drums. That banging deserves to be seen.), and the people in front of me weren't too tall (although the hair products, argh). The sound was great and I could make out pretty much everything they said, which was a nice change from most concerts. They played a lot of stuff from Fever, and maybe four or five songs from the new album, which I thought puzzling cause surelyt they'd want to promote Pretty. Odd? We heard We're So Starving, Nine in the Afternoon, That Green Gentleman, something else, and Mad as Rabbits. And maybe eight or nine songs from Fever, and The Weight.
And I must say, I really liked the new songs. Much more than the old ones in fact - Panic is the band I've enjoyed least out of the bandom big three, and while I can appreciate that A Fever You Can't Sweat Out is musically interesting, it doesn't really work for me. These new songs, though, especially Mad As Rabbits and That Green Gentleman, they very much do. I'm actually getting excited by the new album now. :)
Sadly, there was no shenanigans on the stage, but the three I could see were most entertaining nevertheless. Jon Walker (who is awesome! Now I understand why people keep saying that!) was rocking out and moving with the music and looked like he was having a great time. He was also wearing a tight t-shirt and well, there were arms. Jon Walker has pretty impressive arms. There are even muscles in them! I did not expect this from Panic at the Disco.
Ryan Ross, on the other hand, was rocking out like a little old lady. Sometimes there was delicately moving to the music (or, a half a beat behind), sometimes he just stood there smiling in a slightly creepy way (that could just be me, though, but I don't think his face is made for smiling. He ends up looking like a serial killer). Also, I spent a lot of time trying to figure out if those were ruffles on shirt, or merely a carefully folded scarf. However, as endlessly entertaining as he is (and really, it's wonderful, never stop Ryan), he was also singing (flawlessly), and being witty and there might have even been a guitar solo at some point. Also, he called Brendon on drinking his, ahem, root-beer, in the middle of the show. *g*
Brendon Urie was lot smaller than I thought. And can I just say that this fact pleases me enormously, even in a fandom where Patrick Stump and Frank Iero get voted the hottest people in bandom, because tiny as those guys are, Brendon is still smaller. Brendon Urie looks like he could be about as small as I am, which. I've never seen adults who are my size! I thought I was the only one! Go Brendon, you show the world what tiny people can do!
Ahem, anyway. His voice was gorgeous throughout and wow, there were some high notes there that made me pause and wonder in awe. His playing was very enthusiastic and I really liked how he kept moving his whole body as he played and getting so into it. Not to mention his face, which was very expressive (and I kept remembering that comment about how one of his parents must have been Silly Putty). He looks like someone who would be great at leading children's story time. Also, he kept rubbing his hair with a towel (from sweat, I assume) and it was sticking out in most hilarious ways.
All in all, it was a highly entertaining show and the music was great. I kind of felt bad for Panic since the kids around me, while singing along and flailing their arms to the old songs, stopped paying attention at all the new songs (and started taking pictures of themselves, wtf, is that what you come to a rock concert to do? Not to mention the "hey, let's push people around, that means bodily contact yay!"). There was a weird circle of people running around and "dancing" in the middle and well, I wouldn't want to see that in a show I was playing. I sort of want to write to them and say that really, the new songs were wonderful, please ignore the stupid teenagers.
Anyway, they said something about how they were going to come back in the summer and expected to see us all there so, um, Leeds/Reading Festival? Or something. I'm not sure I'd go to an otherwise hated festival for them, but if they put on proper shows? I would absolutely love to see them again. :)
In conclusion: I kind of like Panic At The Disco now, to the extent of voluntarily being sweated on by teenagers (and I'd forgotten how much teenaged boys smell, ugh) in order to see them live. Even if the whole band are very young, and even if Brendon Urie molests coffee tables.
Which will never stop being funny. *g*
