I’d like to start off by saying that today it is colder in Orlando than it is in NYC or Boston. We live in crazy times. Dogs and cats living together…mass hysteria!
Anyway, last night I went to the Paramore concert at House of Blues Orlando with my two favorite people, the Hubs and the Bestie. The show started at 5, and there were a bevy of craptastic opening bands, so of course we didn’t arrive until after 7:30. The show was sold out, so arriving late wasn’t a good strategy for getting a good spot to stand. So we decided to stand by the bar – in case we felt weak and needed an emergency beer.
You ever get a beer so big it doesn’t fit in one cup? Me either. Until last night.
|I had already taken two sips out of the little one.|
The concert started a little after 8 and it was a pretty short set for a headliner. This was the first concert I have ever been to at HOB that I didn’t get a full pat-down and purse search. Seriously disappointing because I would have brought my camera. But instead, you get cell phone pics.
|Hubs and me|
|Bartender was nice enough to take a pic of the 3 of us|
Usually bands I love have one song I hate – that everyone else loves. This song is always done live no matter how many times you’ve seen the band. I like to call this “the bathroom song.” It’s the song you go to the bathroom during, even if you don’t have to go. This ensures you miss that song you hate while not having to wait in line for the bathroom and missing other potentially awesome songs. Because NO ONE goes to the bathroom during that popular song you hate that everyone else loves.
In Paramore’s case, it’s “The Only Exception.” However, everyone did whip out their lighters and cell phones for the song so the crowd looked awesome.
Luckily they played all the other goodies I love, like “Decode,” “Misery Business,” and “CrushCrushCrush.”
|This is my favorite pic. Lookin’ right at me!|
They were great even though they didn’t play long and there was no encore. Show was over by 9:30. After the show, we headed over to Bongos for more emergency hydration.
We ordered one meal to share. One meal. Three forks. And I’m not kidding. That’s how we ordered it. The food was AMAZING. I would have gotten a picture of it, but if you put your fork down for a second around those two, you are out of luck.
I did manage to get a picture of the seats which were…Bongos!
After Bongos, we went home. Listened to enough Ke$ha on the ride home to drive the most devoted Emo to the edge of insanity.
Like this guy.
Got home after midnight and even stayed up to watch the season finale of Dexter. Sure I could have watched that tonight instead, but that’s 12 more tortorous hours without Dexter that I didn’t want to live through.
I’m still laughing about that emo picture.