I have returned one year later to say this:
“New” Altars makes me lol.
That will be all. Thank you and Merry Christmas and a good night to all.
I have returned one year later to say this:
“New” Altars makes me lol.
That will be all. Thank you and Merry Christmas and a good night to all.
Sooo, we drove all the way to Arvada for this one. But we had to man, it was Sheridan’s last show :(
Since we waited so long to write this post, I don’t really recall the opening bands. Except that we thought it was A Skyline Surrender’s last show, but they just changed their name to Navigator and aren’t playing old songs anymore. So its all good, cause they’re still them. And from what I remember, all the openers were good.
The crowd was weird, but I think that’s cause it was Denver’s Sheridan crowd, not Colorado Spring’s Sheridan crowd. They are WAY different. I haven’t even like 90 percent of these kids before. Most of them were 15, therefore the pit was really amusing to watch. It was quite ridiculous. They played red rover. And there was this one guy who was like 20 something who was completely crazy. I mean, if he was at a normal show, someone would have taken him out.
I’m extremely disappointed in you Colorado Springs. There were only a handful of kids from the Springs there. I know you all are scared of icy roads, but we made it just fine. There was no ice. We lurked road conditions all day to make sure it was going to be safe. You guys should have done the same. Pansies. JK. But, srsly. You’re supposed to be tough hardcore kids. IT WAS THEIR LAST SHOW!
And Altars, where you be at?
Otherwise, this was a very successful farewell show. Levi The Poet got on stage right before Sheridan. He came from a show he was performing at at a nearby venue. What a good pal :) He was really good. If you haven’t already watched the live stream you should, it starts recording right before he gets on stage.
Sheridan was excellent as always. This show was especially sad for us because Sheridan was the first local band we ever saw. And they were the last band left from the local music scene we walked into. I thought it was going to be a little more emotional, but they managed to keep it full of fun. They played lots of old songs, which was real nice. “This is the song we wrote our first break down for. We thought we were so cool.” Jeremy kept crowd surfing, but before he would, he’d make sure they were going to catch him. It was really silly. But they all looked like amateurs, so I would have done the same thing too. Towards the end of the set they began throwing toilet paper at the crowd. By the time they were done, the venue had been successfully TPed. Look.
At the beginning of the show there was a collection being made for Dylan’s knee surgery and they made over 200 dollars. I’m happy to be able to say his surgery went well. Sheridan, this was bitter sweet. You will be missed and good luck with future endeavors.
Denver, you have an attitude problem.
The people who do Xs at the Marquis kind of suck, because they’re always more on my wrist than they are my hand.
There weren’t nearly enough people there for Listener, but he was amazing all the same. He sounded spot on and was super humble and funny and just an overall super cool dude. Him and Josh played a Pedro the Lion cover. He told us this joke. You don’t get to hear it though, because you should have been there. He kept thanking us for clapping and listening. NO, man, thank you. You’re terrific.
We didn’t know The Greenery was supposed to be on this date until the night before when we looked them up. We watched their tour update video (where they called Former Thieves Former Dweebs and said something about a webbed butthole) and the video for Spit and Argue, neither of which gave a terribly good impression. They were alright though. The vocalist was super involved with the crowd though. He took up the entire floor and was yelling at and touching people. They played a Suicide File cover which didn’t suck. I’ll try to let my psychological tendencies dissolve.
Everyone was being mean to Former Thieves which was stupid. Don’t just stand there and stare them. I enjoyed them, but I didn’t know them very well beforehand.
Everyone was mean to Vanna too! They sounded kind of funny though. And the clean vocalist kept…not singing. The shit. The lead vocalist seemed like he was pretty frustrated with the crowd. Sorry, man, attitude problem, I’m telling you.
THE CHARIOT! THE CHARIOT! THE CHARIOT! I LOVE THE CHARIOT! They’re the best. EVER. “THIS MICROPHONE IS YOUR MICROPHONE. THIS STAGE IS YOUR STAGE. THIS SONG IS YOUR SONG. BE FREE. BE FREE. BE FREE.” AHHHHHHHHH. THE CHARIOT.
No, but srsly, they always put on a fanfuckingtastic show and tonight was no exception, even though they had nothing to jump off or anything. I have no idea what happened at any point during their set though, because we were in there participating. Hank’s neck might be broken. My rib cage is bruised. At one point, Josh was directly in front of me with the microphone pulling me back into the crowd of people. IT WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME. And this guy told Hollie that if she promised not to beat him up, he wouldn’t beat her up. I don’t make promises I can’t keep. (: Hank yelled at this guy for being an asshole. And by that, it was “YOU MOTHERFUCKER, YOU HAVE PROBLEMS.” He was being a turd and standing up front with his girlfriend and kept shoving everybody who got anywhere near him EVEN when the crowd wasn’t even moving. Besides that though, everyone else up there was cool with each other. People kept stagediving and crowdsurfing, but the amount of people was concentrated toward the stage and when they got to a certain point, most of them kind of just fell. It’s okay though, they all bounced right back up. Also, people suck at headbanging. Don’t even do that. Seriously. Just stop it.
After the show, we had to go to Walgreens. We saw a real life prostitute. She got picked up (on the bus) and paid and everything. That is all.
We decided it’d be a good idea to go to the mall today. It was not. It was a terrible idea. There were so many damn people. It took us forever to get in and then even more forever to get out. Lesson learned. No Black Friday for us.
So, this lady stops us to ask to sign a pot petition when we got to the venue. And Hank was talking to her when all of a sudden this chick in line yells “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” It was Peyton. D: She didn’t belong there. She’s supposed to be studying God in Arizona (which is something she doesn’t even follow, but whatevs). Instead, she’s here ruining Hank’s birthday. Things didn’t end well, man. WHY YOU DO THAT? Anyway, later I heard her telling some guy her favorite band was For Today. BITCH, I KNOW YOUR LIFE. You have 3 For Today songs you downloaded off Limewire smushed in between your extensive collection of Kesha and Chris Brown. DON’T EVEN TALK. AND you were wearing high heels and a dress. WHO THE HELL WOULD WEAR THAT TO A FOR TODAY SHOW? RAJSFJAGHLIETRIEJFKSDJFLKWERIqJFISDJIF. Regardless, For Today was really good. He gave a very inspiring speech and they sounded perfect.
Once again, holy lol to Enter Shikari. I dare you to go to one of their shows and not have fun. I DARE YOU. If you’re not having fun, it’s just because you’re being a butt. The vocalist and the drummer kept making crazy faces and eyes. The guitarists were just hilarious. The vocalist guy didn’t get taken out when he climbed on top of the balcony like Jon Kindler this summer. But, he also didn’t try to jump. Everyone up there was like THIIIIIS GUY. He also came into the crowd and did the robot. You can’t beat that.
I have nothing nice to say about Whitechapel, so I therefore have nothing to say at all. Except, for such a brutal band, they sure don’t do much but make stupid angry faces. And there was a crazy Whitechapel fan girl in front of us with pigtails who tried to fight some girl just because she accidentally touched her. WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA. Calm down.
I haven’t listened to The Devil Wears Prada since I was like…fifteen. We decided to stay for them anyway though. I got knocked over and fell into the sound guy’s barrier. It moved. They had a lot of stupid blinding lights. Right before they went on, we saw Christian. We went to middle school AND high school with this kid. It’s a pretty long story. Nonetheless, it makes the fact that Hollie AHHHHed! when they made eye contact acceptable. At some point, Hollie lost her shoe. On our way out, she thought it was covered in beer because it was kind of sticky. It wasn’t though. IT WAS COVERED IN BLOOD! D: Don’t worry though, it was her own blood.
We didn’t go home, so there’s nothing to say about that.
Sooooo, we showed up REALLY early today, because we feared being late and missing half of the bands. Which, by the way, happened last week when we drove all the way to Denver to see The Wonder Years AND MISSED THEM because the Ogden doesn’t know how to get their door times straight. The Ogden is now on our shit list, along with Stargazer’s Theater, but that’s another story for a different day. Also, on the Blast O Mat’s facebook, they said be early or no show for you and I didn’t want no show for us. Therefore, we sat outside for a while in a sketchy part of town where the streetlights don’t stay on. Before we parked, we decided to drive around the back to see if anyone was there yet and THERE WERE DOGS. WHY WERE THERE DOGS?! WHAT KIND OF ESTABLISHMENT IS THIS? This kid parked behind us and was like six feet away from our car AND halfway on the sidewalk. Hank accidentally popped the trunk, so I climbed in through the backseat, pushed it open, and then closed it order to scare the shit out of him. So, for anyone who doesn’t know and doesn’t want to go through that awkward first experience, the Blast O Mat is basically just a house. The show takes place in a garage. There’s a yard or something. I think that’s where the dogs were. They weren’t there when the show started though. I don’t even know, man. Maybe there were never dogs to begin with. Maybe it was some kind of security system. I don’t even know. Regardless though, if you go to shows in the Colorado area, make sure to go here at least once. It’s an experience for sure.
There was a guy standing in front of us wearing Misfit shoes and Citizen played a Misfits cover and the guy with the Misfits shoes really dug it. While they were playing, half the band had their backs to the crowd. It was a little weird, but whatevs. They were good anyway. I see where they’re going and I like it.
When a band was on, it was REALLY hot. But then, during set change, the garage door was slide up and it suddenly got REALLY cold. And people kind of suck at moving out of the way for the equipment. MOVE BITCH, GET OUT DA WAY.
I really like Seahaven. He has an interesting voice. Alissa, we always love seeing you. We wish you hadn’t of left us and moved to California. But it’s okay. We might be leaving too. D: STAY TUNED!
The vocalist of Pianos Become the Teeth is crazy. In a good way. In like a this is what I’m doing while we’re playing kind of way. They were amazing.
YOU KNOW WHO I WAS NOT HAPPY TO SEE TONIGHT?
Lay off the tanning bed, you weirdo. This is Colorado. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE anyway? :)
Touche Amore was AWESOME. Totes righteous. Lots of crowd participation. There was a guy. He did not like the ground. He liked the air. He also made no sense, because he said he didn’t want to see TA again, but then was all crazy and whatnot. And then I thought, maybe he’s just trying to be an asshole by kicking everyone in the head. But, no, he was singing along. Anyway, their set was perfect and they did a really good job at blending songs together since they’re like 1-2 minutes long and if they hadn’t, there would have been A LOT of clapping. And that would have been weird. People got super stoked for ~ and Honest Sleep. Honestly, I was super stoked the whole time. This was without a doubt one of the best shows of the year.
And who’s bummed about Thrice and Thursday hiatuses? Talk about a double whammy.
These are your wonder years, so you need to set your goals in order to achieve a new found glory, at which point there’ll be fireworks (which are basically just explosions in the sky), and that moment will be such gold. If after your hundredth try you still don’t succeed, you’ll just have to make do and mend and attempt to at least maintain some balance and composure. But srsly, it’s not that hard. It’s not like you’ll be moving mountains to the bayside or anything. And hey, if you fail, you won’t be sent to the gallows or fed to the sharks like a man overboard.
Also, don’t just be a listener in life. Take the reigns of your chariot.
There was no way we were going to be late to this one, because we left the Springs at like 1 in the afternoon. We decided to go to the Denver Art Museum for this art project Hank had to do. Upon arrival, we were like this:
But after a while, we were more like:
While we were there though, we saw this gigantic lady behind us and freaked out because we didn’t recall seeing her. We had just meandered down the wrong hallway though. We call this piece the mud people.
There was also some corn hanging around like Jeepers Creepers.
After leaving, we got dinner, and then went to King Soopers to get Monster. It was pretty terrible. It was inside a parking garage and there were SO MANY DAMN PEOPLE.
We got to the Summit a whole 30 minutes early. We sat in the car though, because we didn’t feel like standing around in line. Too cold. Once we got in, we spent an extensive amount of time searching for Caleb, but he was no where to be found.
Moving Mountains was up first. They were wearing creepy masks and had way more energy than any other time we’ve ever seen them. There was this guy who was like, “Duuude, this is the third time I’ve seen Moving Mountains in a year.” Duuude, this is the third time we’ve seen Moving Mountains in three months. You know what distinguishes this as one hell of a Halloween party? There was a crowdsurfing Gumby. You can’t beat that. His horse kept going on stage, lurking in the corner. I think Gumby’s horse was La Dispute’s merch guy, but I could be wrong. Gumby was the sound guy.
We tried to find Caleb again, but to no avail.
O’Brother was really good. They called themselves the “Dirty Bottom Boys” and they were dressed up in prisoner attire. I wasn’t too familiar with them beforehand, but I most definitely approve. You guys should totes get their soon-to-be-released-new album.
We moved all the way up front for La Dispute. Our half of the crowd sucked and knew no words. I could srsly distinguish our voices and that’s just not supposed to be. They were dressed up as cops - Law Dispute lolz. They called MM Booving Mountains. #halloweenjokes Jordan was wearing a ridiculously tiny shirt. Chad was wearing a wife beater. You know how we feel about those. We’ll let this one slide though, because we’re biased. Kevin was wearing a woman’s costumes. I may or may not have seen his butt. Once again, they were super crazy awesome good and I even got over the fact that they ended with a new song again because now I know it and like it. :)
Thrice were party animals and each had a head - a zebra, a lion, a sheep, and a rooster. It’s pretty damn weird to see animals playing instruments. Dustin kept making jokes about how he’d eat us if we didn’t shut up. Thrice is excellent live. For the first couple of songs, they sounded perfect in comparison to their recordings. While they were playing All the World Is Mad, the O’Brother jailbirds ran around stage and Law Dispute chased after them and beat them with batons. So hilarious and so fitting. During their encore, everyone made them take off their heads. Dustin was going to play an acoustic set after the show for Invisible Children donations, but we couldn’t go. We had to be in class at 8 AM the next morning. :(
Throughout the entire night, band members from other bands joined on stage and played instruments or did back-up vocals. O’Brother was always out there doing drums. It was neat. My costume was very fitting. Hank’s costume was probably perceived inappropriate (Hank looked a little naked).
Hope you all had a Happy Halloween. >:D
Here’s something you’ve never heard before:
We were late. We therefore missed Sharks. It’s (kind of) okay though, because while we were stuck in traffic for an hour, we made some new buddies. We were sittin’ on the highway going 0 mph and I got bored. So, I (Hollie, jsyk) started blowing some bubbles out the window. And there was this girl and this guy behind us (who almost rear-ended us several times, but it was cool) who really, really appreciated that. Every time we passed each other, we waved, and at one point, we talked for a bit. Highway buddies are the best. There were also these two teenage boys who wouldn’t use their turn signal ever. The first time they passed us, I went to shake my head at the driver, but he caught me off guard by pointing at me. In return, I made him a lovely sign.
They later passed us again and the driver was wearing a Spiderman mask. I prepared a comeback, which consisted of a mannequin hand and a hoe I found in Hank’s trunk. Da hoe looked like this:
Loljk, it looked like this:
We never passed each other again though. :(
All the bands tonight were super excellent. Srsly, top notch.
The Swellers wanted to make sure that we all knew they were a real band. “We are a real band. These are real guitars, these are real amps, this is my real voice. So give it up for real music!” You are a real boy. Congrats :) Joe was there. “I’m okay” Joe. He had that same stupid look on his face and was standing in the back of the venue.
I don’t really have much to say about Title Fight besides the fact that they’re amazing. And I love them.
After asking the crowd if we were bored like he was, the lead singer of Gallows got off the stage and stood in the middle of the room with his microphone. He then proceeded to get the crowd involved. And it worked. I have to say that I think part of this was due to the fact the Title Fight was getting more crowd participation and he just wasn’t having that. It worked though, for the rest of the . set the crowd was highly involved. Maybe too involved because after joining his band on stage, the singer called out the “fat bald bastard” for pushing kids around during his song. “The point of coming out isn’t to see who’s dick is biggest, cause Steph’s is the biggest.” Hank cares to disagree. Then, there was this bitch who kept saying that she wanted Frank Carter. STFU and GTFO, you’re just being an asshole. This guy was like “In the Belly of a Shark” and the lead singer said “What’dyousay?” “In the Belly of a Shark” “Whaaat?” “In the Belly of a Shark” “One more time!” “In the Belly of a Shark!” He then said that there was some clairvoyance in the crowd cause we were mind readers. It was a little upsetting half the crowd left for Gallows though. What’s wrong with you?
Most came back for Four Year Strong though. There was even an addition to the crowd.
Heres a tip to bands, stop having really bright lights that face the crowd. WECAN’TSEEYOU. Or maybe that’s your agenda. This fight broke out. Of course there were no bouncers to be found. This guy who was being an ass all night punched this other guy, who wasn’t having it. So, they got into a scuffle. It traveled all the way to the sound booth, and we thought they had left. But no, they came back, still fighting, and at this point the ass only had half his shirt on and the other guy had him in a headlock and dragged him in the opposite direction toward the bathroom. While the whole time this little chick was yelling “guys, stop it!” and trying to break them up. Ma’am you are half their size, you’re not going to make a difference. Eventually security caught on and handled the situation. Four Year Strong blew it off and continued. The crowd became more interesting as the night went on. It became full of the living dead, a couple girls dressed like sluts, Waldo (we found him) and Mario. Of course all of this was not as scary to deal with as very hungry peewee football players at a buffet. I swear they were scarier than any hardcore crowd we’ve seen. Haha, nahh. But still. Joe became highly more involved at this point. He was jumping around with the crowd of people in the middle. I’m starting to form a dislike towards you Joe. You’re not allowed to stand in the back all night like a loner not clapping (he seriously didn’t clap for anybody) and then join the gaiety for the headliner. Not. Cool. I donno if we can be friends.
Walking back to the car was interesting. So many weirdos dressed in Halloween costumes. Denver never fails in providing entertainment. These night walkers also don’t know how to follow traffic laws. It brings me to question how many of them get hit trying to cross the street. We were hungry so we stopped at Sonic in Castle Rock. Of course being broke college kids, we went through the drive-thru so we didn’t have to tip. Hey, don’t judge. At least we thought it through and didn’t just not tip the server. But of course, you can’t drive the highway and eat at the same time. At least, not a night. So we pulled into a Walgreen’s parking lot where you were only allowed to stay for 30 minutes. Hollie asked if they were watching us. My response was what are they going to do, tow me? She found this especially funny. On the remaining drive home we proceeded to “test” burned cds that weren’t labeled. Who would have thought you’d find Fall Out Boy, Underoath, and Motley Crue on the same cd. Did I mention they were burned many years ago?
We were SOOOOOO late. So late. We missed Transit. WE MISSED TRANSIT. :( Hank had to feed the chickens and Denver traffic sucks so hard. But anyway, on our way up there we listened to some old school stuff. And by old school, I mean A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out. Middle school jams! :D We are shameless.
We found our $2 only parking lot again, which was nice, even though it’s a lot closer to the Marquis than it is the Summit. There’s a mural on the super sketchy wall across from it that had laser-firing machine robot turtles, or something. There was this guy who asked us for moneyz so he could buy a beer. We had to politely decline and he was cool about it.
During Saves the Day, there was this girl who was all up in my personal space. I’d move forward a little to escape her, but she just kept on advancing. I tried to just deal, but she kept hitting me with her beer and singing REALLY loudly and off-tune in my ear. Fortunately, she decided to move forward and then spent the next 20 minutes trying to coax her friend to come with her. And then, there was this guy in front of me who turned around and was like “Did you just tap me on the shoulder?” And I was like “wut…no.” After that, every time his friend would go to talk to him, he’d turn all the way around and make me awkward. …I’m not trying to stare at you. …You’re just in my line of view, you know? …You’re kind of tall. But then, AFTER THAT, he told me they were moving so I could see over his friend which he called “that tall bastard”. Okay, thnx man. Regardless though, Saves the Day was pretty sweet. They played 100 songs. I feel honored to have seen them.
In between set change, I saw a guy that lookalike Julian Casablancas. He even had a Strokes-esque hat, if you can imagine that.
Bayside was also pretty sweet. I was mostly satisfied with their set list. There were a lot of fights, which was kind of stupid, but whatevs. That one guy and the tall bastard came back, along with another guy that WAS THE EXACT SAME PERSON AS THE FIRST GUY (meaning, I think they were twins, but I’m not entirely sure because it was kind of dark. Maybe they just had similar haircuts). They met all these girls and then proceeded to be all gross and swap around and act like the STD Circle of the 8th Grade. It was pretty terrible. When Bayside went to play Don’t Call Me Peanut acoustically (which me gusta) everyone put on pained faces and sang along like they wrote those very words themselves. Got problems, guys?
On the way back, we listened to more middle school jams. TOOOOOONIGHT, I AM THE DRUG YOU CAN’T DENY. And Hank kept freaking out because the speed limit kept getting lower and lower.
So. Speaking of those middle school jams, the first concert Hank and I ever went to together was, in fact, Panic! at the Disco (the truth comes out! O: but i mean, hey, at least we don’t forget our roots SAM!) They tried to confiscate Hank’s belt because they figured we’d use it as weapon. There were these girls wearing tutus who said they got in a car accident on the way there. We ended up having to stay in a hotel because there was so much snow and my mom didn’t want to drive home in it. She chose a Super 8. Our toilet didn’t flush so there was to be no peeing to be had that night. And we had no money, besides a couple of dollars for the vending machine. So, we left the room to go get a couple of sodas and ended up locking ourselves out of the hotel in the snow with a kid who thought she was a bunny. It was a fantastic bonding experience for us, I must say.
theskinofyourfingers asked: I just have to say that I live in Jacksonville FL, and I wish you guys were here, haha. I have this weird attraction to your tumblr that leads me to actually read your posts, and I'm glad you chose to start this thing up. Just so you know you're entertaining people in far away lands. Or at least a few states away.
D’awww. This made my night. Probably even my week. Thank you! :D To be honest, we didn’t really think anyone was going to read this. We mostly started it so we could recall what happened when and where and decided to make it public just for the lolz, so that’s the best thing we could hear ever. I hope we continue to entertain you. :)