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5 Weird Things I Believe About Bands

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It seems I’m always confessing something to you and, since it’s a new year, it doesn’t seem like a good time to break with tradition.

So here’s how it is. I believe some absolutely ridiculous things about bands. We’re not talking little things like every band is required to have a pithy response to someone requesting Free Bird. We’re talking big things. Huge things. Things that are so completely absurd I can only imagine how much you are going to laugh about this.

You’re lucky I like you.

5. Bands live on good vibes

Bands never seem to be rolling in the money. Even though they are doing something that we enjoy, touring extensively and leaving behind their life to play for us, they still seem to be strapped for cash or, at least, not possessing vast sums of the paper substance that rules our lives.

So, how do they survive? How can they eat or house themselves if they don’t have the bucks?

Easy. They live on good vibes.

The Evidence: Now, I understand why you’d be skeptical. It seems far-fetched…or does it? Look at the picture above. REALLY look at it. Look at Steve’s face, that devil-may-care expression. Look at Bo, Kyle and Jonny. They’re all concentrating and crooning and looking nonchalant. Look at Kim, Ellen and Tom. Again, studies in being cool. They aren’t worried about money because they receive all of their nutritional needs from the good vibes of the audience.

Bands don’t need money for food. Your energy fuels them. They have perfected renewable energy and it’s only one reason of many we should love them.

4. Every band has at least one awesome painter/sketch artist/writer

No one will convince me that this is false. Every band seems to have one of these people. They can croon, strum and manage to draw it all beautifully.

The Evidence: The Decemberists have New York Times Bestselling writer Colin Meloy. Los Campesinos! have Rob, designer of some of their shirts. Amanda Palmer has…well, Amanda Palmer. She’s a pretty gifted artist with sketching and everything else.

Every band has one or more of these individuals. It might actually be a prerequisite for being in a band. Someone should look into that.

3. Every band I like knows each other.

The Evidence: Until recently, I had no proof for this phenomenon. Much like the majestic Sasquatch, this beast was elusive prey. But on October 26th, 2012, I got all the proof I needed. This was, of course, the Freelance Whales concert. As I was walking around after the show getting signatures for my shirt and fawning over the band members, one of them asked me about a signature on the shirt. I told him it was Tom, the lead guitarist for Los Campesinos!. He smiled and said that he played trumpet for the band when they were stateside.

And that is all the evidence I need.

2. Every band I like lives in the same city.

This is a simple and more than a little ridiculous assumption.

The Evidence: Portland. Do you know who lives in Portland? EVERYONE. Every member of
The Decemberists, Isaac Brock, half of the band She & Him (granted, that’s only one person). The list goes on and I am certain, absolutely certain, that I’ve provided ample proof.

1. Bands live together

Now, just to clarify, I don’t mean that bands live in the same place. That was amply covered in point two. No, when I say that bands live together, I mean they live in the same house.

The Evidence: Antennas Up. They used to live together in what they called the hAUs. This clearly means that bands live together in bunk beds similar to what I imagined Hogwarts dormitories would have looked like before the movies ruined that idea forever, thanks a whole ton.

Bands live together and say good night to each other a la the Brady Bunch and gossip around their breakfast table while they pelt each other with marshmallows from their hot chocolate and I really am getting off point.

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Bunk beds like bands totally use. Picture from http://decoholic.org/2011/11/27/four-kids-one-room-bunk-beds/.

If any of this is a bit off-putting, it’s just how I roll. Sorry ya’ll.

A Playlist To Win Your Heart

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I am not exaggerating when I say this was one of the coolest ideas ever.  My friend Jimmy posted a very cool post on his blog “Highly Questionable.”  The short of it is, what if you had the chance to be with your soul mate, but you had to convince them to give you a chance with a mix tape?  Jimmy’s blog post got me thinking, and I decided that I was up to the task of crafting a playlist specifically for my soul mate.

For me, one of the hardest parts of this was deciding what kind of story I wanted to tell. Do I go for the epic love story? Or should I go for an action/adventure flick? Ooooh, or maybe one of those foreign films with the subtitles!

Well, none of the above. Or maybe all of the above mixed up in some weird concoction that I call my musical taste. I like music that makes me feel pretentious, and music that makes me feel like a conformist.

One Playlist to rule them all, One Playlist to find them. One Playlist to bring them all and in the darkness bind them (sorry…really excited for The Hobbit).  And voila!  The result:

“I Was Once A Loyal Lover” by Death Cab For Cutie

“Romance Is Boring” by Los Campesinos!

“I’ve Got It All (Most)” by Modest Mouse

“Coin-Operated Boy” by The Dresden Dolls

“Gray Or Blue” by JayMay

“O Valencia!” by The Decemberists

“Shameless” by Man Man

“Hurricane and Fire Survival Guide” by Cloud Cult

“The Gambler” by Fun.

“What I’m Trying To Say” by Stars

This story isn’t very complex. It begins with a couple of kids being jaded and cynical about the whole love business. They find each other and share their mutual distrust of love. That backfires, because mocking love always makes love return the favor. Our lovers are convinced their love is doomed, and they’re left wondering why they are so hopeless over each other and/or hopeless in general. BUT, our lovers are redeemed when they realize that life is short, the future is bright and damn it these are some fine tunes.

Questions, comments, sarcastic remarks?

Your move, soul mate. Your move.

 PS: Listen to the playlist in its entirety on Grooveshark and Spotify.  It’s smooth listening.

Songs To Haunt You

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You know how sometimes you have songs that have that one line or that one part that just haunt you?

This is my private list.

  1. “Everlong” by Foo Fighters (Acoustic version)

I’m not sure what it is about this song, but the opening line just bounces around my head and stays there.

“Hello.  I’ve waited here for you ever long.”

It’s a beautiful line, and a wonderful song.

2. “If I Fell” by The Beatles

While I certainly appreciate the impact that The Beatles had on music as we know it, I’m not a huge Beatles fan.  Of course, this song is an exception.

“If I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true?  And help me understand.  ’Cause I’ve been in love before and I found that love was more than just holding hands.”

Those lines stay with me.  They’re simple.  Usually I prefer complex and witty lyrics, but there’s something to be said for the raw sentiment here.

3. “Can You Tell” by Ra Ra Riot

I’ve put this song on mixes before because I’m pretty sure everyone, at some point in their life, can identify with this song.

“Oh have I been too discrete?  How long am I supposed to wait?  I think about you nightly.  Can you tell I’m losing sleep?”

I should probably stress that all of this song is worth quoting.  It’s brilliant.

4. “I Want You But I Don’t Need You” as performed by Amanda Palmer

This appeals to my independent streak.

“I want you and I want you to want me to want you.  But I don’t need you.  Don’t need you to need me to need you.  That’s just me.  So take me or leave me.  But please, don’t need me.”

I get chills every time I listen to this song.  And I’ll be real.  I often sing it in the shower.

5. “Coda: A Burn Scar In The Shape Of The Sooner State” by Los Campesinos!

I could listen to this song all day and that would be all right.

“I fall to my knees, my piss-soaked jeans.  The first time, the last time, all the times in between.  The first time, the last time, all the times I would’ve liked there to have been.  I can’t believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea.”

And let’s be fair.  I could keep going.  But let’s keep some of the mystery alive.  Deal?

Oh, and who’s going to some shows with me next month?

Weekly Setlist – September 16

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Hello dear ones.  It’s been too long since I’ve given you new music to enjoy.  So, have some!

Also, I’ve failed to put up the dance card for September.  To be fair, it might be because I haven’t gone to any shows this month because I couldn’t really find any in the area that I wanted to see.  I mean, Frank Turner in Lawrence, KS would have been nice, but I have a 8-5 job now, so it’s not as easy to get away during the work week (the concert’s tomorrow night).

But it could also be because October is going to be such a fantastic month.  The first week of October alone I have two shows.  Antennas Up on October 4th, and Tommy & the High Pilots on October 7th.  That’s pretty serious business, you know?

But I digress.  Here’s the setlist for tonight on Spotify and on Grooveshark.

And if you want to look at the songs by themselves:

“It Started With A Mixx” by Los Campesinos!

“Generator ^ First Floor” by Freelance Whales

“I Got No Time For You” by Yellow Ostrich

“Let’s Talk About Spaceships” by Say Hi To Your Mom

“A Girl, A Boy, and A Graveyard” by Jeremy Messersmith

“These Few Presidents” by Why?

“Ivory Road” by King Charles

Look for October’s calendar this week.  I’ve decided you all need a heads-up for the awesome things that should be happening next month.

Good night, lovelies!

Happy Birthday!

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Happy Birthday!

Dear readers, the blog has now been active for a year. That’s 365 days.

I couldn’t be prouder, happier or more befuddled.  It’s a strange but rewarding experience.

It’s been a fantastic year, and I couldn’t help but dwell on all the wonderful things that’ve happened.

September 2011

Mister Heavenly

This was a once-in-a-lifetime show.  Mister Heavenly is a supergroup that may or may not tour again.  The sad part, really, is that the show I saw last year (a year and a day ago) will probably be the only show I ever see by the band.  They’re great.  That’s what makes it sad.

But it was still a great show.

October 2011

Ha Ha Tonka

This was my first Ha Ha Tonka experience.  It was singularly great.  The boys are talented, charismatic and really nice.  Even when I’m hunting them down in a parking lot…but that didn’t happen until this year.  So it doesn’t count.  Right?

November 2011

Tommy & The High Pilots

First time at the Firebird.  Loved the place.  First time I heard some new High Pilots music that should be coming out on their new album.  That’s right.  Come this November, I have been anxiously awaiting a new album from these charming and outrageously hilarious boys.

WANT.

December 2011

A Very Ludo Christmas

This was an experience.  Everyone was wearing red and green with reindeer drawn on sweaters and balloons were everywhere and confetti and…just wow.

It was also the show that started the wonderful tradition of getting bands to sign my Allyson’s Setlist shirt.

January 2012

Stop Thief

This was a wonderful local show.  It served as a very important reminder that local bands are sometimes better than the big ones, because they’re still audience members themselves.  They haven’t been corrupted with success and they play like it’s their last show.

It’s pretty moving stuff.

February 2012

Los Campesinos!

This show was a dream come true.  I never thought I’d get the chance to see them, but sometimes the Fates hear our pleas and arrange things.

The show was brilliant.  The band is brilliant.  This night lives on in some parallel universe where I never leave it and it’s brilliant all the time.

That’s how I feel about it.

March 2012

Antennas Up

Of course the boys were great.  But, more importantly, this is the show I got my Antennas Up hoodie at.  That thing is the most comfortable hoodie in the world and it’s ridiculously good looking.

April 2012

Debate

Granted, this has nothing to do with the concerts I’ve gone to or the music I listened to.  But I can’t resist bragging about it.

May 2012

Antennas Up

New Antennas Up album.  Have I mentioned I’m a fan?

June 2012

Los Campesinos!

Excellent concert with some of my favorite people in the world.  Also, finally got Gareth to sign my shirt.  And they played one of my favorite LC! songs.

This concert was made for me.

July 2012

Death Cab For Cutie

I never actually blogged about the show.  But it was great.  My brother and I talked and sang and hugged.  It was great.

August 2012

Tommy & The High Pilots

I can’t actually tell you how many times I’ve busted out with “Devil To Pay.”  This song is, in my opinion, their best work.  It haunts me and I’m not looking to exorcise the spirit anytime soon.

There’s a run down.  I’ve done things and seen things and blushed and cracked my voice.

And things are just getting better.

Los Campesinos! – St. Louis, MO: Plush 6-16-12

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Band: Los Campesinos!

Venue: The Plush

Location: St. Louis, MO

Tickets: $13 ($15 at door)

Date: 6-16-12

From left to right: Jason’s back, Me and Gareth.

The only way I’m going to make it through this post is to separate my impressions of the concert from my fangirlish excitement at seeing one of my favorite bands again.

Unfortunately for you, this is impossible.  Suffer or enjoy!  Your choice!

So, firstly, this was my brand new cars first road trip.  I’m proud to say that Cas made it there and back again like a champ.  It was a comfortable road trip with James (my brother), Nicole (my brother’s girlfriend and one of my friends) and Jimmy (one of my close friends).  So, I went with seriously great people.  The hours of driving don’t seem so bad when people are willing to laugh and make puns.

We get to St. Louis with plenty of time before the concert and are deciding where to eat.  Lo and behold, the venue for the concert has a restaurant.  This restaurant would have been worth visiting regardless of the concert.  The Plush was an amazing place.  Their menu was INSANE.  They had Banana French Toast MADE OUT OF BANANA BREAD.  They had PORRIDGE.  They had TIE-DYE NAPKINS!

Also, as we were waiting for our drinks, James says, “Allyson, there appear to be several people of the distinctly British looking variety in the space across the street playing soccer” (I swear he said it like that).

I turn around, and yes.  There are some of the band members playing football (soccer) in the space across the street.  I was then incredibly antsy because I really wanted the concert to start.

But I digress.  The restaurant was great and after a fantastic meal, we moved into the actual venue.  The Plush has a great setup with plenty of floor space, a nice bar in the back and a second floor overlooking the stage.  I insisted on getting spots to stand that were very close to the front, so we were directly behind the people directly in front of the stage (mouthful of a sentence).  The schematic is below:

Stage Map of the Concert. The letters on the stage are the members of the band. From left to right: Robert, Neil, Gareth, Jason, Kim, Ellen and Tom.

Don’t worry.  I’ll get to some of the weird descriptions in the Key later.

The opening band was Yellow Ostrich.  Three men, a bajillion instruments, and a song about a whale.  No stretch to say they were entertaining and a perfect opening act to LC!.  For the first few days after the concert, I pretty much had Yellow Ostrich playing on repeat.  Check out these songs:

“I Got No Time For You”

“WHALE”

“Marathon Runner”

“Elephant King”

Then we get to the main event.  And remember how much I loved LC! in LA?  Turns out, I loved them just as much here.

They have such a fun way about them that it’s hard not to immediately get caught up in the spirit of mature juvenile delinquency.  Ah, yes.  The world falls away as we recall adventures of our misspent youth (I can speak this way.  I’m an old 22).

Anywho.  Here are some of my favorite memories from this concert.

They opened with “By Your Hand.”  An excellent choice since it sets the tone for the rest of the concert as upbeat (even when sad) and cheeky (even when serious).  “By Your Hand” is possibly LC!’s catchiest song, and it has one of my favorite lines from the album in it:

“I’m not sure if it’s love anymore, but I’ve been thinking of you fondly for sure.”

A few songs later, we get to the title track of their newest album, “Hello Sadness.”  This song has become a definite favorite of mine.  It’s really sad (not that you’d expect a song called “Hello Sadness” to be sad, right?), but kind of nice.  Recognizing the extent of the devastation so you can move on, right?  Well, this song is also great live.  Fist Bump Guy most emphatically agreed that,

“It’s only hope [fist bump] that springs eternal.  And that’s [enthused fist bump] the reason why this dripping [forlorn fist bump] from my broken heart is never [resigned fist bump] running dry.”

Fist Bump Guy really underscored the potency of the lyrics.

Kim, Ellen and Tom rocking out.

Then they change the pace with some “Life Is A Long Time.”  A great song, but it definitely shifts the vibe of the concert.  Gareth knows this.  He tells us after the song is over that we should all remember this when we’re in the music business:  always follow up an unpopular slow song with a popular faster song!  With those sage words, they start “We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed.”

Now, here’s where Chatty Chick, Fist Bump Guy and I really start working together.  See, it’s dawned on us that we are awesome.  We know all the words, we know all the names of the band members (there’s seven of them…it’s impressive to know them all) and we are kindred spirits for the next half hour or so.  Chatty Chick at one point leans over to me and thanks me for knowing all the words.  She said I was one of her favorite people and that I was lovely.  Chatty Chick, if you ever read these words, know that the feeling was mutual.

Fist Bump Guy…you almost punched me.  Your passion does you credit, but I would’ve taken you down.  I may have been outweighed and outheighted (I’m making it a word), but I would not have been outmatched…seriously, I get mean.

But, we put aside our differences and managed to jump and scream and act crazy like dedicated fans are supposed to when a kickass song like “WAB” comes on.

But, for me, the best part of the concert came right.  It still makes me shake my head wonderingly.  You know how you have that one song from a band that actually makes you listen to them for real?  You just hear the music or the words and actively seek out more?  “Knee Deep At ATP” was that song for me and LC!.  It started my dedication to them.  And they played it.  I recorded it and put it up on my YouTube page.  My friend Jimmy takes my phone midway through because he is way taller than me.  Gives it a better vantage point.  My apologies for my singing leaking through.

So, the things you need to know about this concert:

  1. You should’ve been there.
  2. The audience was a little crazy and a lot awesome.
  3. Driving over three hours in rainy conditions (and almost hitting a deer) wasn’t a big deal because everyone in the car started reliving our favorite memories of the concert.
  4. I finally got Gareth to sign my shirt.
  5. Gareth’s voice was a little shaky in some of the songs, but the energy of everyone in the room made it impossible to care.

Setlist from the show. Nicole grabbed one from a guy packing up some of the instruments. She then gave it to me because she’s awesome. Seriously, she’s great. Oh yeah, and I managed to wrangle 7 signatures for this bad boy.

By the way, when I was getting all the band members to sign the setlist, most of them recognized me from the LA show.  Rob was a bit confused by the jump in location (see above).  Also, double props for Jimmy wearing his Allyson’s Setlist shirt.  It helped the band remember, I think.  And since Jimmy is so tall, it was like having a walking billboard…and one that speaks intelligently and holds cameras!  Best of all worlds!
So, in case you can’t decipher that setlist up yonder, the setlist was:
Encore:
And now the grade!

Concert: A

Venue: A

Drink Prices: B

Audience: A-

Overall: A

Los Campesinos! – Los Angeles, CA: The Echoplex 2-11-12

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Band: Los Campesinos!

Venue: The Echoplex

Location: Los Angeles, CA

Tickets: $16

Date: 2-11-2012

Everyone who knows me or has read this blog knows how much I was looking forward to this concert. I mean, the planets had to align for me to even get there. But it happened. And I have stories.

First, like I told you all weeks ago, it’s always better to go to a concert with someone you like.

Ashley, one of my best friends, and myself at the Los Campesinos! concert.

Yeah. It was a good call to go with her. We navigated LA and got to the concert just as Parenthetical Girls were going on. First, I’d like to say that Parenthetical Girls were amazing. Words fail to describe how excited I am to start listening to them in earnest. Here’s a sample.

But I digress.

So, we get to the concert, and I see Robert at the merch table. My thoughts went something like this: “OH MY GAWD, THAT’S ROBERT!!!” I like to think I was a good dealer calmer when I went and asked him if he would sign my shirt.

I slapped it on the table, and Robert saw the Allyson’s Setlist scrawled across it. He recognized it. He recognized me. Excuse me while I shriek. We chitchatted, mostly because I wouldn’t let him go.

My shirt signed by many talented folks. There are 6 new signatures added...can you spot them?

Robert, Neil, Kim, Ellen, Tom and Jason all signed it. Isn’t it great?

And guess what? Neil, Ellen and Jason all recognized me too. Granted, this probably means I’m vaguely stalkerish with them on Twitter, but I choose to think they don’t mind it.

Gareth, unfortunately, was in the back. He wasn’t feeling great, but his performance didn’t show it. So. On to the goods.

The concert was fantastic. We were close to the front, so we saw all the action.

Gareth, Ellen and Kim from Los Campesinos! Also, some random kid's head.

It’s a little blurry, but I think that makes it charming. When listening to Los Campesinos!, I’m often struck by the excitement and depth I get from the songs. Their performances live do their music justice. Gareth engages with the audience through his gestures. Example:

“Though said with hand in pockets, I mean it hand on heart. You held a gun to his head, pressed your thumbs to her throat in these letters.” (“Letters From Me to Charlotte”)

Gareth actually acts it out. And it’s completely wonderful. Of course, Kim helps by holding her hand to Gareth’s head in the shape of a gun. She’s nice that way. Of course, Kim talks to the audience in a different way. She does it with her eyes and the way she’s singing. Gareth’s fairly stoic. Kim’s not. It makes for such a cool combination.

Tom makes the guitar sound like every guitar should wish it sounded, and Ellen is somewhere behind Tom and Kim, playing bass and looking like the sort of person I always hoped I’d grow up to be. Seriously, I cannot stress how cool that lady is.

Robert Campesinos!

We were right in front of Robert, and that was a wonderful place to be. He was so involved and man, he was playing all sorts of instruments. Seriously, I think he was constantly switching. It was impressive.

I’m giving you snippets, but what I really want to say about that concert is this: I was in a crowd of a few hundred people with sweat pouring down my face and back, I was standing for a few hours, I kept getting pushed around by the other people in the crowd, and I didn’t care. This concert was the most energetic and all-consuming I’d ever been to. After every song, Gareth would say “Thanks a lot” in a sweetly self-deprecating kind of way (which is how a lot of the lyrics he writes comes across). You’d swear he was shy if you didn’t see him on stage and watch him settle in. At one point, he came into the audience and we ate it up.

One person tried to banter with him, but Gareth shut him down by saying it was his turn with the mic. People were crowd surfing, and Gareth said that was the longest anyone had ever stayed up at one of their concerts.

Everyone was crazed and in the moment. It was what I imagine winning at life feels like.

Neil Campesinos!, myself and Robert Campesinos!

Oh, and they’re all as nice as they look and sound. When I got Kim to sign my shirt, I called her by name. She introduced herself before realizing that I had called her by name. I told her I was a little creepy, and she responded:

“It’s not creepy for you. There was this guy the other night and I said, ‘I’m Kim.’ He said, ‘I know.’ Why would you say that? Why wouldn’t you just stay quiet?”

I held Neil’s beer for him while he signed my shirt, and he called me “Tweety Allyson.” Not that I Tweet them a lot, or anything…

They were nice, charming and well practiced in dealing with fans of my ilk. I hope I wasn’t too off putting for them.

In conclusion, they were wonderful and beautiful and I plan on seeing them whenever I get the chance. And meeting Gareth is on my list of things to do. You all should probably send your pity his way.

One more thing before I give you the score. I actually scribbled down the songs as they were being played, giving me an accurate setlist for the concert. Here it is. Enjoy.

“By Your Hand”

“Romance Is Boring”

“Death To Los Campesinos!”

“Life Is A Long Time”

“Letters From Me To Charlotte”

“Songs About Your Girlfriend”

“There Are Listed Buildings”

“We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed”

“Straight In At 101″

“To Tundra”

“You! Me! Dancing!”

“The Sea Is A Good Place To Think Of The Future”

“Hello Sadness”

“Baby I Got The Death Rattle”

Encore:

“Miserabilia”

“Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks”

And now it is officially time for the grade:

Concert: A+

Venue: A+

Drink Prices: A+

Audience: A*

Overall: A+

*The only reason the audience doesn’t get a perfect score is because of the random short stocky guy standing next to me. I’ve never been driven to elbow someone before, but homeboy was asking for it. He kept shoving me in an attempt to get in front of me. DON’T NOBODY COME BETWEEN ME AND THE BAND. Let that be a lesson to everyone who goes to a concert I’m at. Though I be but little, I AM FIERCE.

Etiquette of the Pit

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Author’s Note: “The Pit” refers to the area immediately in front of the stage at a concert. It does not, children, refer to any body parts, caverns or any other distasteful dark thing (at least, in this context…).

I don’t want to say that people in the pit are rude. But just because I don’t want to say it doesn’t mean I won’t.

People in the pit are rude.

Pit at A Very Ludo Christmas...you can't see it, but everyone's eyes glow red.

The pit is a peculiar mix of anarchy and socialism. If you’ve never been in the pit, you won’t understand. But I’ll try to explain.

Once you enter the pit, you are at war. The only boundary that exists is the barrier guarded by a surly security detail preventing you from reaching the stage.

Everything else is fair game. That includes your personal bubble. And, rest assured, your boundaries will be tested. But don’t worry. I’m going to give you some rules to follow, enabling you to violate other bubbles. It’s the only way you’ll survive.

1. Don’t be a jerk. Don’t be that person who elbows their way to the front. Be the person who slinks and shimmies their way to the front. Sure, your goal is to displace everyone in front of you. But you can do it nicely. That’ll be the difference between you being a banana slug in your next life and a penguin (EVERYONE SHOULD WANT TO BE A PENGUIN).

2. Don’t be that guy. Don’t be the person heckling the band, laughing at the people singing along to every song, and trying to mosh with the people surrounding you. And don’t be the person yelling “Freebird.” It’s not cute, the band’s laughing AT you, and the people around you are there for the band. That means you should shut up (unless you’re singing along…then you’re obligated to sing as loud as you can) and enjoy it.

3. Be sweet. If someone bumps into you and apologizes, don’t get angry. Say that it’s no big, and smile. If the band asks you to sit down (this has happened to me more times than I can count [4]), help the people around you to stand again. It’s the nice thing to do. Also, no groping. Ever. I’ve never had this problem, but the potential exists. Remember: sweet doesn’t mean harassment.

4. Don’t be hatin’. Remember the first time you listened to your favorite band? Or the first time you saw a band in concert, really loved them and began listening to them earnestly? The point I’m making is this: not everyone is as in love with the band as you are. They won’t know the words, or the band, or the audience. Be patient with them. It’s not cool to dismiss them just because they’re a new fan or a potential fan. We were all there once. Be encouraging, freak out with them about how awesome the band is, and tell them random tidbits about the music that will make them fall harder in love (example: Gareth from Los Campesinos! has built the world’s first working time machine and speaks ten languages…What? I didn’t say they had to be true tidbits).

5. When all’s said and done, there are no rules for the pit. Nothing set in stone anyway. The only thing you can do is follow my guidelines and pray that everyone else does too. Of course, the guidelines are to be tossed out when someone else violates them at your expense.

It’s not a perfect system, but war rarely is.

The most important thing about the pit is that you should hide if it’s a metal or horrorcore show. Seriously, it can get terrifying. THERE WILL BE BLOOD (while that statement is literally true, is it still relevant as a pop culture reference? Anyone?).

Now, as a way to say good night, I have a few announcements.

1. I’ll be on Drury’s radio, KDRU tomorrow from 12:30-1:30. And for those of you not in Springfield, MO, the radio streams online at this website. Give me a listen, call in to make requests and/or comment about how atrocious you think I am. It’s all up to you, bear cubs.

2. Remember when I said how I was going to that Los Campesinos! concert? Guess what just came in the mail?

Los Campesinos! tickets!

And, with that, I bid you a good night. Make sure you brush your teeth.

A Night With Los Campesinos!

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Oh, darlings.  I have such news for you all.  I’m honestly not sure I can get through this post without exploding into a ball of excited energy, bouncing off the walls and singing the following:

“I’m not sure if it’s love anymore, but I’ve been thinking of you fondly for sure.  Remember what your heart is for.” (“By Your Hand” by Los Campesinos!)

First, a little background about yours truly.  As some of you may know, I’m a senior at Drury University and I am a member of the speech and debate team.  For the first tournament of the Spring semester, we’re flying to L.A.  Yeah.  In the middle of Missouri’s winter (inexplicably absent of winter-like weather), I’ll be in L.A.  I’ll try to feel bad about that later.

Our adviser told us that we would have Saturday night off.  Darn.  A Saturday night off in L.A.

But wait.  There’s more!

By now, you all should know that I have very clear preferences about what bands I’ll listen to on repeat.  One such band is Los Campesinos!

They are currently touring in the US, and I was devastated that they weren’t hitting up Missouri.  I mean, they have a song entitled “A Heat Rash in the Shape of the Show-Me State,” how could they NOT come to Missouri?

So, I was in a state of depression, broken only by listening to their music, Tweeting Gareth, Ellen, Robert and Tom (I have sadly neglected Neil, Kim and Jason) and working out how many times I could write Allyson Campesinos! on my notebook in class (1,543 times…but I digress.).

Because I’m clearly a masochist, I decided to look at the items for sale on the Los Campesinos! website.  Before I could get to converting pounds to dollars, I saw their tour dates.  Mind you, I was just looking to see where they were, how long it would take me to get there, and how many years it would take me to replace the money in my savings account if I embarked on that road trip.

Then I saw it.

Los Campesinos! Tour Dates

On February 11, the night that I am free to do as I please in Los Angeles, Los Campesinos! will be playing.

This is not fortuitous.  This is not coincidence.  This is fate.  This is divine intervention.

THIS WAS PREORDAINED.  

This is wonderful and exciting and unbelievably perfect.  I wasn’t sure if I would ever get the chance to see Los Campesinos! live.  I mean, they’re inconsiderate enough to live in the UK and I didn’t know if they would plan their next tour with my schedule in mind (again, inconsiderate).

But, it’s happening.  I’ll be seeing them in a little over a week.

So.  What are YOU doing next Saturday?

Best Band Name Contest!

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Darlings, it’s that time. It’s a new year, it may or may not be the end of the world, and we should celebrate.

Accordingly, let the Best Band Name contest begin!

Rules:

  1. Must be a real band with Internet proof of them existing. We’ll leave the fictional band name contest for another time.
  2. I will also accept stage names. This means that Lady Gaga and Ke$ha would be viable entries.
  3. As in the past, so it shall be now.  The winner will be determined via poll.  Which means you adorable people will be the ones picking the winner.
  4. You may enter the contest as many times as you like, though only one of your entries will be entered on the poll.
  5. If multiple people enter the same band name, the person who submitted the band name first will be given SOLE credit for it.
  6. You must have a viable email address to be eligible for the first place prize.

Timeline:

  1. You will have until next Wednesday (January 18th) to submit entries.  After 5PM, it will be too little, too late.
  2. The poll will go up Thursday (January 19th).  You will have until Sunday (January 22nd) at 11:59PM to vote.  The winner will be announced Monday (January 23rd).
Method:
  1. Comment on this blog post!
  2. Post on my Facebook page!
  3. Tweet me!
  4. Email me!
  5. Wish on a star!

Prize:

  1. A $10 iTunes giftcard!
  2. Props on the blog!
  3. GLORY.

And, it dawns on me I haven’t shown you the Los Campesinos! CD I just bought…think I’ll show you what it looks like on the inside.

Los Campesinos! - "Hello Sadness"

And, just so you know, it smells like awesome.  I’m not sure how.  I don’t question these things.

Now, submit best band names!  Go!