so, the spring 2011 semester is done. i can’t believe how swiftly it went by. and of course, i have only a week of freedom between now and the summer semester, but you know…a break is a break, right? and i survived. that’s huge.
honestly, i did not think i’d make it. and sure, i’m the uber loser back in school so so old, but oh well. lots in life, ya know? that’s mine. loser.
anyway, after an unfortunate incident with an MSG overdose (what? i was STARVING!!?!), and mini food coma, we went down to the ‘dise for a concert. honestly, we’ve been a little ruined for concerts forever since LCDMSGNYC. seriously. tv on the radio was fun but so short (and, sad now that gerard smith is dead). anyway, last night we went to see thefreelance whales and the foals.
honestly, i was mainly geared up to see the foals. i love them so much, they’re always awesome, they’ve been on the skins soundtrack a bunch of times — motherfucking best skins party ever — and they’re british! it was just a happy accident that the freelance whales were opening. i’ve only just got into them.
also, since the remodeling, the paradise is a much nicer venue to see shows now. and it was nice. the climate was comfy, i got two awesome shirts (which, i’m wearing my new freelance whales tshirt today) and the crowd wasn’t completely horrible even if there were an abundant number of skanks. there was rock, it was fun, but you know something was missing. and that something was james & co.
le sigh.
unfortunately, the boy is having his sinuses anally raped by allergies (apparently his sinuses have assholes, gross) and was feeling unwell. we cut out of the foals set early (drat).
so sad.
hopefully i’ll get to see them again sometime, i’d motherfucking murder to see them play hummer live. fuck. i’m also kind of avoiding looking into the setlist from last night because if i find out they played that — or, oh god, spanish sahara — i’ll just be completely heartbroken.
