Two Show Reviews!
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fleurdeliseebckpThe day had been particularly long, especially after receiving these tweets during my 10am-12pm French class. It was killing me to know what was going to happen.
Answer as to what the hell he meant later in the post.
I'm still not sure what he meant...
Valérie and I had three hours of Geography in the afternoon, from 2pm to 5pm. We left after one hour and said fuck you (not to his face...) to the teacher's monotone and fled during the first break.
We arrived at the Metropolis at 4pm. My friend's friend, Marie-France, arrived at 3pm to get us a good spot in line. We walked down the street where people were queuing and walked straight pass her without noticing. We arrived behind the venue and began looking around us, hoping she was not in the queue far, far away from the entrance. As Valérie looked to our left, I looked to our right and froze. I grabbed Valérie's sleeve and tugged, hard, saying "VAL LOOK OVER THERE OH MY GOD."
Alex Suarez was standing behind the venue, chatting with fans.
We managed to unfreeze and walked over to him. He smiled and waved at us, all sweet and stuff (be ready I feel my brain cells fleeing). He looked at our sandwiches. "What are those?"
"Our dinner, we just got out of school." "They look like penises." We doubled over, laughing, half from nerves. "I'm never gonna be able to eat it now, thank you so much. You want it?" "No thanks I woke up an hour ago." It was 4pm. I want his life.
So yeah then my friend Valérie took a picture with him on which they are both "biting" the sandwich and then it was my turn. I gave my camera to my friend and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, bringing me closer to him (brain cells come back please I need them to write). I put my arm around his waist and then we waited as my friend was being a failboat and tried to take a picture by pressing the power button. I was all "No Val, no Val, wrong button, you're going to turn it off" in French and I could hear Alex chuckling next to me, which means that a)he understood O.O or b)my tone was giving out what I was saying. Either way, he let go of me and walked to my friend. "You have to press here," and he showed her the button. She was blushing so much. He went back to me, got me closer again and then:
I look like shit, ignore me.
I still didn't get over it, by the way. It was two days ago. I. I just. Yeah, let's move on.
He's just everything I look for in a guy and I'm sorry for the fangirling. Really.
The queue was awful, it was a neon nightmare.
We made so many jokes on these pants.
"What happens in Tchernobyl should stay in Tchernobyl." "We can see her from the moon." "People who had to sew these pants are blind now." "They used highlighters ink to color the fabric." "It's on the periodic table of elements." "They used uranium to make them."
My eyes hurt.
It was also a nursery. Seriously, I could have babysat. Awful. A bunch of preteens overloaded with hormones. Ugh.
But the wait was brightened by these two tweets, that made us melt and smile like idiots.
Um. Okay. So it's actually spelled "qu'elle" but I don't give a damn because I was there when the girl taught him. And he wrote Montréal and not Montreal. ♥
It means "That's what she said." He used it on stage. It was so cool.
Almost perfect spelling. Seriously, the girl either wrote it down for him or he has some knowledge of French. (He speaks Spanish I believe? No Wikipedia page to confirm, but I'm pretty sure he does, with a name like Suarez he has to. Yeah so if he knows Spanish French is easier for him. :D)
Oh yeah that means "I want to get drunk".
So the doors opened at 5:30pm. We headed for the merch stand, I bought a shirt, we went to put our hoodies in the coatcheck and then we went to get a good spot. We were right in the middle, as you see.
And there was a bloody balloon that hopefully disappeared. We were kind of far from the stage but the venue was so small that it didn't matter. One of the guards looked so fucking much like Zack that if he hadn't tweeted about being at his parents', I would have been sure it was him.
Hey Monday went on at 6:30pm.
Paramore, but not good. Basically. She moved like her and sounded like her and just, ugh. Didn't like them.
Then All Time Low.
The songs were okay, but the singer was really arrogant. HEY DUDE. If you do a pun on words in English to French speakers, don't expect them to get it, okay? I didn't and I'm bilingual. He made fun of us because of this and called us "motherfuckers" all the time. And "I never made out with a Canadian girl. We could meet after the show and go out for dinner, discuss our lives, or straight up fuck, you know, it could happen!" STFU you ugly fuck.
A neon pink bass. Not cool.
Now, have a bunch of Cobra Starship pictures. They kicked ass, as always. I love them so much.
Suarez, what the fuck? xD
Pete came and sang during Travie's part on Kiss My Sass.
A hug! So adorable!
It looks like Alex is leaning away from the pinkie xD
They played The City Is At War, Kiss My Sass, Smile for the Paparazzi, Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous and Snakes On A Plane (Hollaback Boy).
Ryland said they really loved Montreal, and would often name it in their top favorite cities no matter where they were.
Then they left, sadly, and we had to wait. In the meanwhile, they played Low and we sang our version with Brendon instead of Shawny. Pretty funny. Then they played I'm On A Boat and all the crowd was singing along, it was pretty cool.
Metro Station. I don't have any pictures, I was too busy trying to find something I could jump off high enough so the drop would kill me. They were the worst opening band I ever saw, and I saw a boatload of shows with a boatload of bad opening bands.
In between their set and Fall Out Boy's, I recieved this:
I replied as you may have seen but I'm too lazy to printscreen them. My twitter's public and the link is on the side if you want to see.
SO! Fall Out Boy finally came on!
They did the now famous intro, with the cops and all.
Patrick in blond made me laugh so much. He's so adorable. And Peterick, yes please.
Lights!
Really blurry but it's the only one I had that had Gabe on it. It's when he came to do his part on What A Catch, Donnie. He was leaning on the side of the stage, all nonchalant and hot as fuck, and singing his part. Then a video of Travie singing appeared on the screens. No video for Brendon or the guy after him. One for Alex DeLeon and one for William.
They did a sort of waltz without touching. It was weird but so, so adorable.
Pete, who apparently wanted to get raped.
Okay so now is the moment when I ramble. Pete never heard of this great thing called PRONOUNCIATION. He mumbled. I couldn't understand half of what he was saying. Everyone around me was all "Okay... what was that? What did he say? Did you get that?" I caught a bit about American Apparel making a lot of money tonight, and some political things, but that's it. The rest was a blur of sounds.
Well I did understand that on that day it was the 6th anniversary of the release of Take This To Your Grave. Pete hugged Patrick and then rested his folded arms on his shoulders and said "Happy anniversary babes."
He also said at one point that Patrick didn't only have a golden voice but that he was a golden package all over. He then did as if he was holding thrusting hips in front of his face. Pete *eyerolls*
Patrick spoke! "Um. Hey. Hi. I'm Patrick Stump. I'm sorry but je ne parle pas français" and then other things I didn't get. But the French part was perfect. Flawless. I may or may not have screamed at that.
At one point Pete said "faites plus de bruit!" I ~think and he thanked Musique Plus, which is our MTV. He also said "mon petit choux", which is an inside joke as old as Warped Tour '06. He had asked one of our VJs out and she had refused because she had a boyfriend. But before he asked her another VJ taught him to say "mon petit choux" to convince her. So it stayed.
The setlist now, in no order because my memory fails.
Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes
American Suitehearts
I Don't Care
Headfirst Slide Into Copperstown On A Bad Bet
She's My Winona
Tiffany Blews (Patrick did Lil' Wayne's bit. Patrick with autotune/a metallic voice, it's odd)
What A Catch, Donnie
Thriller
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
This Ain't A Scene, It's A Goddamn Arms Race
Beat It
A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"
Dance, Dance
Sugar We're Going Down
Saturday
The Patron Saint of Fakes and Liars
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy?
If they played others, I can't remember.
I have many, many other Patrick pictures, but I would have sounded like an insane freak if I'd posted them all.
It was an awesome night. And as I was waiting for my bus after the metro ride, I received this:
and which bus stops in front of me?
The 53 Boulevard Saint-Laurent. I swear to you this is true. (okay, it was the one going north and I would have needed the one going south, but you get the point). So, so unfair.
And then Gabe achieved to scare me of my own city.
And finally, I am SO recording this show. I bet he flirted with her shamelessly.
"Quebecois", maybe? And what is a Quebecois mustache? I have a vague idea and no. Just no Gabe. Don't grow that.
Joanne Vrakas.
Yeah, so epic evening. I loved it to bits, even if the opening bands (except CS, OF FUCKING COURSE ♥___♥) were bad.
I found out yesterday night that I was going to Le Cirque Du Soleil's newest show tonight.
Isn't it pretty? It's like it was made to fit in that spot of the Old Port of Montreal.
So you all know it's originated from Montreal, right? And that every single thing, from the fabric of the costumes to the accessories to the tent to the seats, are made by local people? It's so amazing.
It was a fund raising night, not a premiere as I first thought. Still, there were so many celebrities, I stopped counting after a while. I saw the Prime Minister, an ex-Prime Minister, actors, my favorite singer when I was 10 years old. We got ticket through my aunt who works for the headquarters, in the Artists Managment department (where they deal with ministries and stuff to get the worldwide artists in Montreal for their training, and many other things like finding them people who speak Bulgarian or Japanese.) Some people paid 500$ and I got mine for free. This is so incredible I still can't believe it.
After seeing Quidam when I was something like 7, Dralion when I was around 12 and Kooza two years ago, I saw Ovo.
Have you ever been to a Cirque du Soleil show? It's breahtaking. They always reinvent every arts. Each time I think I've seen the best one ever, that they'll never be able to make one better. They always succeed.
I mean, we've seen people walking on ropes before, right? Well they reinvented it. We've seen contortionists before, but not like theirs. The Chinese girls spinning kiwi slices on their feet, that was so impressive. And the couple who made their acrobatics so romantic. The trampolinists who were literally flying around the stage.
I sat on the edge of my seat for two hours and a half, when I was not laughing because of the clowns.
It was a magic night.
I would kill to go to Vegas to see Love.
Off to bed now, I have sleep to catch up with.
Answer as to what the hell he meant later in the post.
I'm still not sure what he meant...
Valérie and I had three hours of Geography in the afternoon, from 2pm to 5pm. We left after one hour and said fuck you (not to his face...) to the teacher's monotone and fled during the first break.
We arrived at the Metropolis at 4pm. My friend's friend, Marie-France, arrived at 3pm to get us a good spot in line. We walked down the street where people were queuing and walked straight pass her without noticing. We arrived behind the venue and began looking around us, hoping she was not in the queue far, far away from the entrance. As Valérie looked to our left, I looked to our right and froze. I grabbed Valérie's sleeve and tugged, hard, saying "VAL LOOK OVER THERE OH MY GOD."
Alex Suarez was standing behind the venue, chatting with fans.
We managed to unfreeze and walked over to him. He smiled and waved at us, all sweet and stuff (be ready I feel my brain cells fleeing). He looked at our sandwiches. "What are those?"
"Our dinner, we just got out of school." "They look like penises." We doubled over, laughing, half from nerves. "I'm never gonna be able to eat it now, thank you so much. You want it?" "No thanks I woke up an hour ago." It was 4pm. I want his life.
So yeah then my friend Valérie took a picture with him on which they are both "biting" the sandwich and then it was my turn. I gave my camera to my friend and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, bringing me closer to him (brain cells come back please I need them to write). I put my arm around his waist and then we waited as my friend was being a failboat and tried to take a picture by pressing the power button. I was all "No Val, no Val, wrong button, you're going to turn it off" in French and I could hear Alex chuckling next to me, which means that a)he understood O.O or b)my tone was giving out what I was saying. Either way, he let go of me and walked to my friend. "You have to press here," and he showed her the button. She was blushing so much. He went back to me, got me closer again and then:
I look like shit, ignore me.
I still didn't get over it, by the way. It was two days ago. I. I just. Yeah, let's move on.
The queue was awful, it was a neon nightmare.
We made so many jokes on these pants.
"What happens in Tchernobyl should stay in Tchernobyl." "We can see her from the moon." "People who had to sew these pants are blind now." "They used highlighters ink to color the fabric." "It's on the periodic table of elements." "They used uranium to make them."
My eyes hurt.
It was also a nursery. Seriously, I could have babysat. Awful. A bunch of preteens overloaded with hormones. Ugh.
But the wait was brightened by these two tweets, that made us melt and smile like idiots.
Um. Okay. So it's actually spelled "qu'elle" but I don't give a damn because I was there when the girl taught him. And he wrote Montréal and not Montreal. ♥
It means "That's what she said." He used it on stage. It was so cool.
Almost perfect spelling. Seriously, the girl either wrote it down for him or he has some knowledge of French. (He speaks Spanish I believe? No Wikipedia page to confirm, but I'm pretty sure he does, with a name like Suarez he has to. Yeah so if he knows Spanish French is easier for him. :D)
Oh yeah that means "I want to get drunk".
So the doors opened at 5:30pm. We headed for the merch stand, I bought a shirt, we went to put our hoodies in the coatcheck and then we went to get a good spot. We were right in the middle, as you see.
And there was a bloody balloon that hopefully disappeared. We were kind of far from the stage but the venue was so small that it didn't matter. One of the guards looked so fucking much like Zack that if he hadn't tweeted about being at his parents', I would have been sure it was him.
Hey Monday went on at 6:30pm.
Paramore, but not good. Basically. She moved like her and sounded like her and just, ugh. Didn't like them.
Then All Time Low.
The songs were okay, but the singer was really arrogant. HEY DUDE. If you do a pun on words in English to French speakers, don't expect them to get it, okay? I didn't and I'm bilingual. He made fun of us because of this and called us "motherfuckers" all the time. And "I never made out with a Canadian girl. We could meet after the show and go out for dinner, discuss our lives, or straight up fuck, you know, it could happen!" STFU you ugly fuck.
A neon pink bass. Not cool.
Now, have a bunch of Cobra Starship pictures. They kicked ass, as always. I love them so much.
Suarez, what the fuck? xD
Pete came and sang during Travie's part on Kiss My Sass.
A hug! So adorable!
It looks like Alex is leaning away from the pinkie xD
They played The City Is At War, Kiss My Sass, Smile for the Paparazzi, Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous and Snakes On A Plane (Hollaback Boy).
Ryland said they really loved Montreal, and would often name it in their top favorite cities no matter where they were.
Then they left, sadly, and we had to wait. In the meanwhile, they played Low and we sang our version with Brendon instead of Shawny. Pretty funny. Then they played I'm On A Boat and all the crowd was singing along, it was pretty cool.
Metro Station. I don't have any pictures, I was too busy trying to find something I could jump off high enough so the drop would kill me. They were the worst opening band I ever saw, and I saw a boatload of shows with a boatload of bad opening bands.
In between their set and Fall Out Boy's, I recieved this:
I replied as you may have seen but I'm too lazy to printscreen them. My twitter's public and the link is on the side if you want to see.
SO! Fall Out Boy finally came on!
They did the now famous intro, with the cops and all.
Patrick in blond made me laugh so much. He's so adorable. And Peterick, yes please.
Lights!
Really blurry but it's the only one I had that had Gabe on it. It's when he came to do his part on What A Catch, Donnie. He was leaning on the side of the stage, all nonchalant and hot as fuck, and singing his part. Then a video of Travie singing appeared on the screens. No video for Brendon or the guy after him. One for Alex DeLeon and one for William.
They did a sort of waltz without touching. It was weird but so, so adorable.
Pete, who apparently wanted to get raped.
Okay so now is the moment when I ramble. Pete never heard of this great thing called PRONOUNCIATION. He mumbled. I couldn't understand half of what he was saying. Everyone around me was all "Okay... what was that? What did he say? Did you get that?" I caught a bit about American Apparel making a lot of money tonight, and some political things, but that's it. The rest was a blur of sounds.
Well I did understand that on that day it was the 6th anniversary of the release of Take This To Your Grave. Pete hugged Patrick and then rested his folded arms on his shoulders and said "Happy anniversary babes."
He also said at one point that Patrick didn't only have a golden voice but that he was a golden package all over. He then did as if he was holding thrusting hips in front of his face. Pete *eyerolls*
Patrick spoke! "Um. Hey. Hi. I'm Patrick Stump. I'm sorry but je ne parle pas français" and then other things I didn't get. But the French part was perfect. Flawless. I may or may not have screamed at that.
At one point Pete said "faites plus de bruit!" I ~think and he thanked Musique Plus, which is our MTV. He also said "mon petit choux", which is an inside joke as old as Warped Tour '06. He had asked one of our VJs out and she had refused because she had a boyfriend. But before he asked her another VJ taught him to say "mon petit choux" to convince her. So it stayed.
The setlist now, in no order because my memory fails.
Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes
American Suitehearts
I Don't Care
Headfirst Slide Into Copperstown On A Bad Bet
She's My Winona
Tiffany Blews (Patrick did Lil' Wayne's bit. Patrick with autotune/a metallic voice, it's odd)
What A Catch, Donnie
Thriller
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
This Ain't A Scene, It's A Goddamn Arms Race
Beat It
A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"
Dance, Dance
Sugar We're Going Down
Saturday
The Patron Saint of Fakes and Liars
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy?
If they played others, I can't remember.
I have many, many other Patrick pictures, but I would have sounded like an insane freak if I'd posted them all.
It was an awesome night. And as I was waiting for my bus after the metro ride, I received this:
and which bus stops in front of me?
The 53 Boulevard Saint-Laurent. I swear to you this is true. (okay, it was the one going north and I would have needed the one going south, but you get the point). So, so unfair.
And then Gabe achieved to scare me of my own city.
And finally, I am SO recording this show. I bet he flirted with her shamelessly.
"Quebecois", maybe? And what is a Quebecois mustache? I have a vague idea and no. Just no Gabe. Don't grow that.
Joanne Vrakas.
Yeah, so epic evening. I loved it to bits, even if the opening bands (except CS, OF FUCKING COURSE ♥___♥) were bad.
I found out yesterday night that I was going to Le Cirque Du Soleil's newest show tonight.
Isn't it pretty? It's like it was made to fit in that spot of the Old Port of Montreal.
So you all know it's originated from Montreal, right? And that every single thing, from the fabric of the costumes to the accessories to the tent to the seats, are made by local people? It's so amazing.
It was a fund raising night, not a premiere as I first thought. Still, there were so many celebrities, I stopped counting after a while. I saw the Prime Minister, an ex-Prime Minister, actors, my favorite singer when I was 10 years old. We got ticket through my aunt who works for the headquarters, in the Artists Managment department (where they deal with ministries and stuff to get the worldwide artists in Montreal for their training, and many other things like finding them people who speak Bulgarian or Japanese.) Some people paid 500$ and I got mine for free. This is so incredible I still can't believe it.
After seeing Quidam when I was something like 7, Dralion when I was around 12 and Kooza two years ago, I saw Ovo.
Have you ever been to a Cirque du Soleil show? It's breahtaking. They always reinvent every arts. Each time I think I've seen the best one ever, that they'll never be able to make one better. They always succeed.
I mean, we've seen people walking on ropes before, right? Well they reinvented it. We've seen contortionists before, but not like theirs. The Chinese girls spinning kiwi slices on their feet, that was so impressive. And the couple who made their acrobatics so romantic. The trampolinists who were literally flying around the stage.
I sat on the edge of my seat for two hours and a half, when I was not laughing because of the clowns.
It was a magic night.
I would kill to go to Vegas to see Love.
Off to bed now, I have sleep to catch up with.
