Jul 21, 2011
As I'd mentioned in an earlier post, here are the pictures I took at the concert. Yes, this would be the show that gave me my first suntan in over six years (by way of a sunburn) and kicked my body's immune system off the edge of a cliff by exposing it to a hellish cauldron of airborn illnesses and allergies that can only come from going to a convention or camping out for a concert.
Highlights of the show: hanging out with lots of killjoys of all shapes and sorts. I got to meet a lot of new people there, some of whom were following the band around in the same fashion that people used to do with the Grateful Dead. Drawing on the sidewalks (well, writing quotes from books) with fistfuls of sidewalk chalk that were passed around. Catching up on my reading. Getting to meet a pair of young women who'd gotten work visas and flown to the States from Columbia who saved up money the whole time so they could follow MCR on tour. Watching old friends reunite. Learning that I am, in all probability, too old to wade into mosh pits and feeling the wiser for it. All in all, it was a hell of a concert and I'm glad I went.