Epicenter 2010

The concert that I had been building up all summer did not disappoint in the least bit. For over 3 months I have waited for this past Sunday and it arrived, and it departed as fast as it first appeared on the horizon. I am left bruised, battered and sun-burnt, and it was all worth it.

A concert that I first found about way back in June I believe was Sunday, and it's big attraction for me was Rise Against. Me and my brother arrive at the raceway at around 12:30 or so, give or take. Had to suffer through two bands before we started to see the bands we wanted to see. Against Me! took the stage around 3:30 and played a 35 minuet 10 song set. All songs that I knew, ending with the anthemic "Sink Florida, Sink." Following right behind them was classic punkers Bad Religion. Their set captured their old school, and their new school stuff. They did leave a few out like"Conquer the World." That was the bearable part of the day.

Now most of you know the lead singer from this next band, why, he was in fight club. Jared Leto. He was the blonde guy that Edward Norton beats the living hell out of. His band 30 Seconds to Mars was the direct support to Rise Against. Of course the crowd from this band was a bunch of idiots. Long after they were done they kept pushing and shoving. It wore me out before Rise even had taken the stage. I wanted to be up close to the stage, but could not achieve that because of the crowd. I needed to duck out and get water before I passed out.

No sooner do I start to walk out I hear a guitar with the opening chords of "Collapse," and I rush with a last burst of energy to a forming most and then realize I needed water badly. I get over to the concession stand and got a Gatorade a then moved back into the crowd. The set was awesome, everyone was singing along. It was amazing. When the played "Savior" that's when teh crowd basically overpowered Tim's voice. It was incredible. They played "Audience of One," which is still my favorite song of theirs, and I can listen to over, and over again. It was great live.

The night culminated with me jumping into one last mosh pit for "Give it All," and that's exactly what I did. After standing for nearly 8 hours, there wasn't much to give, but I tried my best. They ended with "Ready to Fall," and again, I was in the mosh pit as they ended the "Appeal to Reason Tour" I saw them three times on this tour, each time crazier than the one before. I expect them somewhere next summer. Out on their own, or on Warped Tour. We shall see. Until next summer Rise Against! Thanks for the great night!



Next up Street Dogs at the Clubhouse next week!-SS

California Part II

As some know I was in Los Angeles earlier this year to see a concert, and enjoy the awesome beaches of southern California. I am back again and writing from a hotel room in Ontario, CA. (Just out side of LA.) This time it isn't a lavish 6 day stay, just simply a long weekend. There is a very, very good reason though. In Fontana, CA tomorrow afternoon is Day 1 of Epicenter Festival for 2010. I'm not going to Day 1, but rather Day 2. Why not one, because one is mostly hip-hop and Kiss. Day Two is the day to end all days of concerts. Who am I seeing? Two simple words forged together so perfectly, Rise Against. There is a catch with this concert too. It's not just them. Against Me!, Bad Religion, Suicidal Tendencies, and Blink-182, all in the same day. It is like Warped Tour, but on steroids.

As I sit in this hotel I am reminded of my stays in Flagstaff (my future home) because of the train whistle every 20 or 30 minuets. I have this strange love affair with that small town in northern Arizona. I have lived in a city environment for my entire life, something smaller, and a slowed down life might do me some good. Plus, it is really liberal/I don't fucking care, in Flag.

Sleep time. I go into the city of fallen angels tomorrow (Also a future home, just not not.)-SS

Windows

“Windows”
Lights on the street, they’re burning so bright
The tears on you face, they shouldn’t feel right
We’ll hold on together, but fine doesn’t mean alright

This city’s so dead, can’t break the four walls
I can’t hear my self, let alone all your calls
Tread so close to a fine line, close enough to crawl

We stare out of the windows, waiting for better days
Holding out for the rain, but it never wants to stay
Lets sit here forever, and lets ourselves fade away
Forget about living for tomorrow, when we just have today

We’ve seen it all, and survived the wrost
We drank from a rives, that didn’t quench our thirst
The strongest finish last, and together we’ll better the first

This road seems so bleak, and a destination so far
The blackest of nights, lead by just the north star
We’ll always be home, even in a land so bizarre

We stare out of the windows, waiting for better days
Holding out for the rain, but it never wants to stay
Lets sit here forever, and lets ourselves fade away
Forget about living for tomorrow, when we just have today

We’ve seen it all, and survived the worst
We drank from a rives, that didn’t quench our thirst
The strongest finish last, and together we’ll better the first

We stare out of the windows, waiting for better days
Holding out for the rain, but it never wants to stay
Lets sit here forever, and lets ourselves fade away
Forget about living for tomorrow, when we just have today

Last of My Honesty

“Last of My Honesty”
That guy next to you will sing you the same song
But his meaning may be just a little skewed
There’s nothing wrong,
If you ask me it’s something I’ve heard before
Like a never ending cycle, it will always continue

But tonight I’m here to say this
Tonight I’m not here to waste your fucking time
I’ll give you my all, because it’s all I have
There’s nothing better than an honest man and his guitar,
Singing under the street lights tonight

We walk tall, although we hide in shadows of life
Even though there’s nothing to be afraid of
We’ll it cuts like a knife
And the scar is always there to remind you of a time
When we could walk away from anything in our way

But tonight I’m here to say this
Tonight I’m not here to waste your fucking time
I’ll give you my all, because it’s all I have
There’s nothing better than an honest man and his guitar,
Singing under the street lights tonight

1-2-3-GO!

It’s part of the game, but I’m a pretty straight shooter
I’ll just say it how it really is right now
Even for the best suitor
They’ll cross the line for any crumb of truth
But I think we have all lost touch with that side

But tonight I’m here to say this
Tonight I’m not here to waste your fucking time
I’ll give you my all, because it’s all I have
There’s nothing better than an honest man and his guitar,
Singing under the street lights tonight

We've All Been Sorry, We've All Been Hurt

It gets tough saying that you are okay, when you are clearly not. When your insides are tearing you apart, but you don't want to speak about it in the least bit. When you just want to crawl in a hole from the rest of society and let your self rot for a while and pray that somehow that it will all be over soon, and the gray skies will give way to more blue. It doesn't work that way, and for the first time in a while I feel really depressed.

What started out as a good day, seemingly average, but a little on the side of good. The right songs were on the radio, and I had a very positive feeling. What has been a tumultuous week for me just didn't seem to get any better with this doctors appointment. I know what I have been facing for the last year, and I am very well aware of the consequences of this disorder. What this physicians assistant said to me today just struck a nerve, and it just sent my day spiraling down from there. I heard this all last year and have put a conscious block on it, but have been very aware of it's existence.

With MS there is chance that some point in my life I could loose the ability to walk, I rarely mention this when I talk about it because, well, I'm not anywhere near there. It's a vanilla version as I was told last year. This PA started hounding me on all these horrifying possibilities that I already knew about, but her tone was so malice. It just plunged me into a state of depression. I have honestly been on the verge of tears at points today because of this. It almost like I was getting wrenches thrown into some of my dreams. I honestly couldn't take it. I don't need to be put on trial for a simple doctors appointment. The ridicule for me not being overly strict with my meds, I'm honestly scared shitless of my medication. I have had two bad reactions to it, and it has left me fearful as hell from it. I take it at least 4 times a week. I'm tired of the site reactions, I'm tired of having to stick my self with a needle every night. The repetition has gotten old, and I am tired of it. The other medication is a once a month, but could cause flu like symptoms, not like the vomiting, but the aches and pains, and the fever that a flu would present. I'm starting to really dislike modern medicine for this reason.

I've felt the pressure from school, and now this. I have felt on the verge of breaking all day today. This has just been the point of this rubberband snapping. Of course, there is always something interesting that tends to happen to me when I start feeling in this sorrow-esque way.

Coming back from the office, I got stuck at the light on McDowell to get on the 51, and I had the radio on. I needed to hear one band, and one band at that moment, and that would be Rise Against. I thought, and repeated aloud "Rise Against," sure enough, what came on, "The Good Left Undone," by them. It was a little bit of relief. Then the way home from Uncle Sam's I was really down on this again whole doctors office episode and the radio was coming back from commercial, and again I thought "Rise Against, Rise Against, Rise Against." This time the song was even more fitting for my drab mood. "Audience of One" started playing and I felt a tear slowly seep out of my eye, I was so happy to hear this song. It was the perfect song for how I was feeling, and was my medication that for the moment has righted the ship. I have stated before, this band has changed me for the best. It made me more aware of my surroundings and the hole I was in, and made me think more and be relevant.

For now I feel a little better, not much. I just want some clarity, and some sense of knowing. The unknown for this is way too much for me. Will I be upright in 15 years, 20... Five.. Or for as long as I live.I don't know and it is disturbing that I don't. I have dreams and ambitions of being a firefighter for my life long career, I'm not going to start chasing that yet because of my current location, where they have a freeze on hiring.

If you want honesty, I'll give it to you. I'm not so sure about the guy next to me, but what I have to say is real, and not just for show.-SS

Into the Night

These two things in quotes are something I posted on a website. The theme was a memory that can bring you to tears, either happy of sad.

"The fleeting sun light on an early June night, the large crowd of families at my old elementary school, family night was normally the hi-light of the night. The kids frolicking on playground in which we had many battles against enemies that were only in our minds, just for play of course. A group of us over on the dilapidated baseball field on the corner of the three soccer field wide field behind the faded yellow school were playing kickball. While a DJ was blaring music of late 90's (Hanson N'Sync ect..) music on a the concrete area next to the school. As the school year ended and the summer would begin, it was like a night we never wanted to end, but like all good things, it did.

The following summer I would not be in that town anymore. I abandoned my friends to go to a state, that at that time, seemed to have more opportunity than this place I used to call him. Ten years later I am only left scratching my head and wondering what could of happened if I stayed in that early June twilight."

"Her long jet-black hair flowed with as if a gentle breeze was passing though it. She has the dark eyes that would look into your soul and tug at your heart. Tall, slender, and very sexy fair skin, with the most upbeat personality you can imagine for someone that has been though so much as a kid. Her kiss was gentle and soft, with an passion that could sink a ship. Just as quick as you could fall in love with her, she would fall out of love with you.

As a day of passion, and connection faded into a night of companionship and a warm bed with two in it. The impending storm on the horizon was the omnious for shadowing for the day ahead.

We awoke the next morning to a crisp blue sky with a sun just cresting over the horizon and she was still in my arms. A song she had told me about would become the sad theme of the day, "Everchanging" by Rise Against. That night with thunder clapping and shaking the mantle of the apartment she told me she wasn't so sure anymore, and wanted to move on. A decision that she knew she would regret, and a move that would shatter my heart.

Two years later, and my heart that was in shambles has finally recovered fully. I still see her face sometimes when I close my eyes, though I know she is gone. It is a bitter-sweet memory that I don't want to loose, but at the same time haunts me.

To the girl with the deep brown eyes, I say good-bye and to all that we had. I have seen what you have become and it doesn't look the same. A shell, yes, and the you I loved is blown out like a candle in the wind."

Something I posted on a website asking about a memory that makes you feel that sad/happy feeling. I went back and re-read what I wrote and I really think I need write more. I still have an idea of a dystopian novel I want to write. I really have come to like the stuff George Orwell wrote, and he was a journalist first. I just really need to think of problems in the state that make it so dystopian. I have a name for the book, just need a basic plot line to go with it. Any ideas would be awesome! I may be back later!-SS

To The Confusion Of Our Enemies

Burning the late night oil once again. Sunday night, and I can never get to fall asleep right away. Sent in my application for NAU today. Only a few more months until I am gone from this hell hole of a town. It's one of those "once I learn to fly. I'm never coming down," moments. It's about to crest into fall and the end of the 100 degree temperatures, which I cannot stand. I personally find Sept, and Oct very, very calming months. They are the two months where we can finally come out of hiding and breathe again. It's a good feeling. With the end of this month, I will also have seen Rise Against again. The excitement grows with every second closer. Only downside about this California trip is going to be the 24th. Nations Afire will be playing at the Viper Room that night, which should be our first night in CA, and that venue on the strip is a 21+ venue. I'll see if I can get in touch with them and they maybe can get me in, who knows. I'm really digging on their stuff. Listen to their song "Voices," you'll see what I mean.

It's going to be interesting out on my own. I know so many people that haven't gotten out on their own, because they are clinging to home because that is their supplier. I'm on the verge of freedom, and a break to do what I want. I know what I want to do. I know where my life goal is. It may not happen within the next 2 years though. A secondary plan I have right now is to get into broadcast journalism, and do radio broadcast. The ultimate goal for me is this, become a firefighter. I have had dreams about it, and overwhelming thoughts lately. I'm an athletic dude (even thought I am way out of shape right now) and am very capable of doing that job. I rather die trying to pull someones seeming lifeless corpse out of a fire than live in the shadows, and the simple life.

Swing back to California in twelve days. It is going to be interesting to see Rise Against, and see how my perspective of their fans has changed since seeing the "Generation Lost" DVD. Their crowd is a kind of communal crowd. Everyone there has had something go horribly wrong somewhere in their life. Whether it is home, personal, love, health, or political. Everyone there has been scorned by something so deeply that they have found a connection the the lyrics that Rise puts forth. I fit into that crowd into most of them. Home life, not so much, but the others I have had things go horribly wrong for me. I'm glad they did, and I found this band. The best music is music with meaning. Like I have harked on too many times before, most bands have missed the boat when it comes to being real and meaning.

Ah yes, I totally forgot to mention what happened Saturday.

Saturday was the first game of the 15 game fall baseball season. Strangely enough it was on the nine year anniversary of 9/11 and a year ago that I was in the hospital with the MS treatments. I had just recently bough a first baseman's mitt with the money I had gotten back from my stolen gear, so I am focusing more on playing the field, and hitting than pitching. Now I kind of have lost my swing over the past few years, coaches have put me at pitcher and forgot I could hit. (I don't like to focus on hitting on days I pitched.) I had been working on my swing the two weeks, changing up my load time, and my front foot. First at bat of the season, the one you really like to get a hit in. First pitch I see is a beachball about waist high, but being a first pitch I was very unsure if I should swing or not.I checked my swing, and didn't pull the bat back fast enough, and hit a dribbler to first base stranding a runner on third. Next at bat I told my self do not even attempt at the first pitch, which I didn't. I would up getting the count to 2-1, and here's where the magic happens. The 2-1 is a clone of the first pitch I saw in my first at bat, this time I put a full swing on it. My brother said it was a line drive, and not a towering fly as it looked from my perspective, nonetheless, it cleared the fence about 360 feet away, with a wood bat too. It was a two run blast that got us back within 2 at 6-4. We would come back and tie, and eventually take the lead, but wind up tying the game 8-8. I'm hoping for more hits, just singles. I'll take those any way I can get them.

To those of you that claim you don't have athletic ability, get off you lazy ass and do something. Everyone has athletic ability. Please do remember, we have evolved a conscious, but are creatures that still have primordial instincts in our muscles. It doesn't have to be a major sport like baseball, football, basketball or hockey. There are so many more things out there that take athletic ability, and we all possess it. If you say you don't you are making an excuse, and you should not chastise people for actually getting out there and doing something. If you have a legitimate reason, say you have a mental disorder, or have a missing limb, then I could understand, but you don't. You rather sit around, and tell us we shouldn't because it is a waste of time. You have no sense of fun. Video games should not be an outlet for activity. America, and the pop culture has gotten this bad. It is sad. Do something, go out and breathe in the fresh/polluted air depending on where you live. Anything, just do it. Even going for walks count. Just do it.

This anxiety is killing me again, this is just Sunday, and I sleep like shit as it is on Sundays. Well, time to try and sleep again. Here's to another week down, and another to go.

When we go down, we go down in flames-SS

After Dark

"After Dark"
I walk on shaky ground
That's somewhere in my mind
It's a feeling of lost and found
When there's nothing left to find
It's just like a wall you can't leap
I feel I'm still wasting all my time

Try to block it out, and run so far way
But it's that feeling of the unknown
That just makes you want to stay

After the lights go out
And the only thing is the sound
Feel your feet beating on the ground
After the lights go out (Whoa)
When all your fears seem real
It's just enough to know that you can feel

As I stare into the sun
And the light starts to burn my eyes
A action that never goes undone
While go unheard all of the cries
There's no where to run, it's too late
It's too late

Try to block it out, and run so far way
But it's that feeling of the unknown
That just makes you want to stay

After the lights go out
And the only thing is the sound
Feel your feet beating on the ground
After the lights go out (Whoa)
When all your fears seem real
It's just enough to know that you can feel

A step to the unknown, an action we condone
But it's a life I can't leave, it's so hard to believe

After the lights go out
And the only thing is the sound
Feel your feet beating on the ground
After the lights go out (Whoa)
When all your fears seem real
It's just enough to know that you can feel

The Uprising

“The Uprising”
(screamt ie: State of the Union, TKT)
I don’t care what you think of me
You’re so full of shit, so just go away
It’s a fucking lie that try to see, So
All your friends that you will betray
No more bridges left for you to burn
There’s no where left to turn

This empty street you call a home
Clouds of smoke, you will roam

I stand here, I know that we’re better than you
You fucking wasted you life on your own
I stand here, mocking all that you will try to do
I’ll watch you wind up out all alone

To this I will wash my hands, and I say fuck you!
I’m not slipping into a life of repetition

I see red, there’s no intention to stop
Like a missile with it’s sights set to kill
Breaking it open, spill the first drop
You can’t just fucking step on me at will
What you have started you cannot avoid
Nothing will be left, all will be destroyed

This empty street you call a home
Clouds of smoke, you will roam

I stand here, I know that we’re better than you
You fucking wasted you life on your own
I stand here, mocking all that you will try to do
I’ll watch you wind up out all alone

This is the uprising from all those you have stepped on
This shot we fire it will not be fucking withdrawn

I stand here, I know that we’re better than you
You fucking wasted you life on your own
I stand here, mocking all that you will try to do
I’ll watch you wind up out all alone
I stand here, I know that we’re better than you
You fucking wasted you life on your own
I stand here, mocking all that you will try to do
I’ll watch you wind up out all alone

Another Station, Another Mile

Oh man, do I have a lot to say. It will vary, and seem like I am drifting from subject to subject, so bare with me. It will make sense at the end. From me being sick, to my thoughts after I saw a moving documentary. Lets talk a dive why don't we?

Start with some nostalgia. It was a year ago this week that I first noticed all the symptoms of what I would find out to be Multiple Sclerosis. It was weird, I had trouble seeing and felt really fatigued even after getting a full nights sleep. The run around from doctor to doctor was really scary. Especially when one of the doctors knew something was wrong but didn't want to tell me what. It was quite scary. Then the three days in the hospital, the needles, and blown IV. So much good came out of that. A year later. I am feeling fine. I have had two bad reactions to my medication, but no relapses of symptoms. I'm pretty lucky this far.

Now, I want to get into what I wanted to talk about. The post documentary feeling.

Are we so alone out there? Are we the only ones that feel this way? What I am looking for to do with music is to let people, and listeners know that they are not alone out there in how they feel, and what they may have gone through. A band that is real, and isn't trying to be something that they're not. I have met people over the past few weeks that have been that way. The are in it just to spew lies to their listener and want to fake it all the way. I don't like people, and music like that. We are all lonely sometimes, we all have strange emotions we feel, and where do we go to confide if there is no one to talk to? Music. Certain music I listen to can take me back to a place that I felt an immense positive emotion. Meanwhile, a song could take me back to a moment of sorrow. Sometimes sorrow is a positive emotion, and we just might not want to leave that moment. Why? It just makes us feel again, then when another song comes and brings you up. Sometimes we just need to stay in a band moment.

Bands these days are so out of touch with themselves. A lot of them try to be things that they aren't. Very few bands you see are true to them selves. Look at say Motley Crue. They are long past their prime, but are still trying to sell the same shit that they did in 1983 in their songs. They aren't bad ass anymore. They are more a joke, and a shell of what they used to be. Most of the punk bands I listen to, what they sing about, they actually believe. They are real people in these bands. They are four or five individuals, not just a name. Bands lack that now a days. A sense for reality. Look at most of the bands on X1039. Most of the lyrics you hear, you can understand and say, "Hmm that sounds like something I have been in, or experienced." I liek classic rock, don't get me wrong, it's just not relevant anymore. There is a lot to be said, and a lot that can be discussed in music these days.

Have you ever noticed a feeling when you go to a punk show? The feeling that everyone here may have gone though the same shit that you have? That sense of community, and knowing it is alright to have been downtrodden and out of it at one point. They have all felt the pain, they happiness. It is all there. It is something that I am growing to love, something I wish I found many, years ago. I had my chances. I fucked them up, I just didn't pay attention. That is my problem.

Now, lets just say one last thing before I am done. The guys of my former band have come up with a new name. It made me laugh when I saw it. Why, I thought of about a dozen other bands with similar names. "Dirty Drifters." Here is the funny thing. Drifter tends to be in reference to one person, a drifter. As Whitesnake said "Like a drifter I was born to walk alone." It reminded me of the scene in "Airhead's" when the band tells their name to the DJ. The "Lone Rangers," and he goes. "You pluralized the lone ranger? Great." It just made me think of that. better names could be came up with. Just think of something better... Wait.. there's one.. "Something Better." It makes sense from where they came from. There is no creativity in there.

Any way. That is it for now. More lyrics coming.-SS

Hollywood Ending

“Hollywood Ending”
The curtains draw as the stage lights go out,
We’re still singing, but what really about
With all the hope that were still breeding
We’ll fall to out knees again pleading
They say run and never look back
But we’re still chasing out tails

Because the lights are shining so bright
Even though we dug into the unknown
We already know it’s not alright
But we won’t walk alone

We’re gonna light this town up tonight (Whoa-oh-ho_
And leave all the ashes and discarded dreams
Leave them on the road behind us
This is the turning of a new page per say (whoa-oh-ho)
A chance for us to restart and breath again
Time for us to leave it all behind

After all there’s nothing that is safe
A Hollywood ending is never assured
Like promise that is never made
But why are we still waiting?

Are we the only ones still thinking
As our world is still shrinking
Like shot out into Phoenix night
All of us still losing the fight
Still we go
We still want to go

Because the lights are shining so bright
Even though we dug into the unknown
We already know it’s not alright
But we won’t walk alone

We’re gonna light this town up tonight (Whoa-oh-ho_
And leave all the ashes and discarded dreams
Leave them on the road behind us
This is the turning of a new page per say (whoa-oh-ho)
A chance for us to restart and breath again
Time for us to leave it all behind

After all there’s nothing that is safe
A Hollywood ending is never assured
Like promise that is never made
But why are we still waiting?

We’ll hold onto these dreams tonight
Even though the chances are slime
Like a faint heart beat,
We’re still hanging on, we’re hanging on

We’re gonna light this town up tonight (Whoa-oh-ho_
And leave all the ashes and discarded dreams
Leave them on the road behind us
This is the turning of a new page per say (whoa-oh-ho)
A chance for us to restart and breath again
Time for us to leave it all behind

After all there’s nothing that is safe
A Hollywood ending is never assured
Like promise that is never made
But why are we still waiting?
Are we still waiting?
Are we still waiting?

Revenge of the Restless

"Revenge of the Restless"
Standing on the edge, out on the outer fringe
The ones that always get forgotten about
We're out here singing this one for you
See all the brake lights, like a life passed by
Even long after our best try
We're stuck standing idle here in the rain

To those to drunk to stand alone
No more are we hanging by the phone

This is our voice, (You're not alone)
This is all that we have
It is something that's better than nothing
This is our time, (So dry those tears)
This is our restless dream
Know that we're not alone

The broken dreams we had, we're still hangin' on
Even after all the dust has settled
We can finally come out of our rooms
But this was a place we called home
So long ago

To those still somewhere in hiding
Living in fear is something of the past (Lets go!)

This is our voice, (You're not alone)
This is all that we have
It is something that's better than nothing
This is our time, (So dry those tears)
This is our restless dream
Know that we're not alone

We survive in our mind
When the memories are all that we have
It's so hard to find
But I know we're getting close
We're getting close

{solo}

This is our voice, (You're not alone)
This is all that we have
It is something that's better than nothing
This is our time, (So dry those tears)
This is our restless dream
Know that we're not alone

We're not alone
We're not alone


Amazing what bordom in math class can create. I wrote this after watching a documentary yesterday. I was going to provide commentary yesterday after it, but I was too tired to write so I slacked off. I know what I want to say, and if this song is any foreshadowing, you may have an idea what I am going to talk about. Maybe not, atleast get a vague idea of what is going to come next.

Swallow The Sun Erase The Sky

Haven't had really much to talk about the last few days. Things for the most part have been really good. Thus far the classes have been alright. I have mu concerns, but I think I will make it though alive. I just have my eyes on Jan and moving to Flagstaff.

Green Day was on Monday (8/30.) It was the best concert that I have seen thus far this year. They played about 34 songs, and for about 3 hours, it was insane. The lawn became a mosh pit which was pretty sick, it wasn't a crazy pit, but some kid almost broke my arm when they came at me elbow first and slammed into my forearm right below my elbow. All the concerts I have gone to I have never once been knocked off my feet in a mosh pit. For the first time I was knocked off my feet. Someone fell behind me, and I got pushed backwards and I fell. Green Day played a few songs I haven't heard live before, "Burnout" and "Letterbomb" were the big two. It was great.

I really don't have much to talk about tonight. I will as time progresses on, but right now I have nothing to go on. I don't want to talk about the new people and the girls I have been meeting. It's just been good.

(I just tend to blog when I have something weighing on my mind. When things are good for the most part there are either just songs, or long breaks in posts.)-SS