The circumstances weren't favourable earlier than tonight...to post a resume on tuesday's event: THE ARCTIC MONKEYS. I've been laying on my bed with my laptop on my lap (note: every fucking day from 8.30 am till 11.00 pm) for the past week, reading criminology books and analyzing psychological articles. Fuck, man.
So YAY! Here it goes:
Train trips are always fun. You end up talking - and doing - bullshit, to entertain yourself for the next 2 hours. I must add this valuable information: we almost got the wrong train. We went in it, yet managed to run out before it started moving.
Of course, we can't forget about Dani's uber artistic picture.
To our dissapointment...
Then the support act came. 'The Eagles of Death Metal'...the name along made us think: hmmm, I don't know about this. They were true rockstars...somewhere in the late 70's. I'm just kidding. The singer was hella funny and their songs were very catchy. One of the songs, I'm convinced he kept singing 'cherry cola, cherry cola, CHERRY COLA!' repeatedly. Did he, really?
Moustache.
Anyway, so meanwhile we took some pictures and drank some beer. I didn't, it makes me want to pee and we had a good spot. Wouldn't want to ruin that.
OBVIOUSLY we couldn't help ourselves: we bought Artic Monkeys shirt. Dani and I discussed infront of our very patient salesman - for half an hour - untwil we decided which was going to be the perfect shirt. FYI: we tried on like four different shirts, different SIZES aswell. I LOVE THAT GUY!
Proof of bad behavior.
Proof of dedication.
Enough chatting, now the action. At this point I lost Dani, Fleur and Sarah. I managed to get allll the way to the front. Dani took (most of) the pictures though. Thank you for that.
The APES (:
Sex boooombs.
Dreamy Jamie Cook.
Alex Turner. His hair was all over his face most of the time. It was adorable. I wonder if it bothered him...I'd get itchy.
Songs they played:
- I bet you that look good on the dancefloor
- When the sun goes down
- Brianstorm
- Crying Lighning
- A view from the afternoon
- My Propeller
- Pretty visitors
- Cornerstone
- Dangerous Animals
And a lot lot more I can't totally remember.
I'm always surprised when bands actually play better live than what they sound on CD.
It's genius.
(:
Your past times, Consisted of the strange, And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called, Crying Lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons!
Hippie moment! (Cornerstone)
Observe the precious face expressions of the fans and how their hands are reaching something...unknown. Or perhaps just the confetti as souvenir...
People searching for their lost shoe. Three people, I'm telling you!
It's a fucking mistery to me; how do you manage to lose a shoe? I lost my earring, but...a shoe? Seriously.
It kind of looks like my bedroom this way...I wonder who cleans this mess.
Waiting for jackets can take a while. (:
Note: Yes, I've heard it many times. The Arctic Monkeys are very relaxed and they don't make a whole show on stage. Stop whining about that, it's their thing! They just want to play music, not give an expectacular show with fireworks and fire and tigers...elephants...whatever.
I'm hungry.
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