“I didn’t take too many pictures because I was busy enjoying myself, dancing to my favorite songs, and testing the structural integrity of the chair I stood on. I love watching bands perform live because it’s like praying at a temple and suddenly, accompanied by lights and a fog machine, your idol is actually there, breathing, singing, sweating, smiling in your adulation. You do your best to make eye contact, you reach out for a high five or a tossed drumstick, you scream along to the songs, and you close your eyes and pretend that the vocalist is singing to you. It’s all a blur churning to the bass beat sliding off the speakers and vibrating in your outstretched fingers, and Saturday was no exception.”
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