, my love, I really do think I owe you part of my soul.
If I'd arrived at the Fillmore when I'd intended to, I would've gotten lost/stuck somewhere in the back which, while it isn't really that far from the stage (in comparison to say, when I saw Coldplay on a hill overlooking an ampitheater), the number of people (and number of people waving their arms in the air) probably would've made it impossible for me to see. As it was, ranaeressea
is crazy and arrived in the wee hours of the day, and let me cut in line, so we were the standing-room-only equivalent of being in the fourth to sixth (depending on the jumping and shoving) rows. VERY good. Fucking awesome, really.
Hyde is a real person. And he didn't really look at ickle as I thought he would, except for when he stood up on the two platform things they'd rigged up on top of the front speakers(?). Then you could see his boots, and his head, and how little stuff was inbetween. :P
And oh... man. He smiled and glowered (and glowered and glowered) and smirked and did The Tongue Thing - several Tongue Things. Should be illegal, those. He talked more than I thought he would, even if it did seem to be off of cue cards. And he used the Governator's line (you know, "Ah'll be bahck." only without the Austrian). And flubbed his English once, but everyone just cheered, and he made a little, "Shh, that didn't happen" sort of gesture and started over.
Fantastic wonderful show. I wish that his voice could've been heard better during some of the songs, but well, being in close proximity to electric instruments contributes a bit to the drowning-out of other sounds. There were also a few moments where I thought I was going to stop breathing because it got squishy, and a few times where I got stuck directly behind a larger person, but for the most part, I had a nice little window and some space.
Oh, and I SAW THE WINGS. And now I can die happy.
There may or may not be a more organized, coherent post about this. It might be one of those things better left rambling and squee-y, so maybe there'll just be another one of those types of posts. And finally, in other, musically-related news, I'm going to be participating in a study on perfect pitch. That will be interesting.edit:
I want Hyde's clothes. Not because they were Hyde's but because they were damn cool clothes. Especially the pants. >.> Okay, I want Hyde's pants. :DD And I like his hair, too, except I would keep mine a bit more below the shoulder.
I need to just make a longer, lj-cut entry with all of my babblings as they come to me rather than keep editing this one. I'm apparently too lazy to do a cut right now.edit again:
Man, I am so wired. I can't believe I have work tomorrow. But I think I'm seeing POTC2 in the evening. And then I work the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after that.