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AAAHHHHHLASDGHASDKHAROHWPRHIJGDS I LOVE MY LIFE.

Last night was THE BEST EVER. I now know why people go to concerts all the time, because they're so much fricken fun. It's the only way to beat people up legally while hearing your favorite music played LIVE. I mean, what else is there??

After Midnight Project was up first, but I though they were Halestorm until Halestorm actually came on. FAIL. The name was even on their drumset, and I still didn't see it. Go me. Anyway, they were awesome, and the lead singer was DEAD sexy. Waiting for their soundcheck to end was torturous; it took FOREVER.

Plus, standing is gay.

Halestorm was next, and their soundcheck was shorter, thank God. The lead singer was this hardcore chick from PA, and she was ridiculous; one of the best female guitarists I've ever seen...not that there's a whole lot of us. XD But she rocked everyone's face off with the Flying V and later the Gibson Les Paul (the only electric guitar worth owning; everything else is AIDS). Again, awesomeness everywhere.

AND THEN. CHEVELLE.

Ho. Ly. Shit.  First off, they came on at 10 (the show started at 8, and the place was PACKED. I mean, there was literally no room to even breathe. Plus, I'm pretty sure the guy behind me kept trying to hump me, and I wasn't having any of it. Chevelle comes on and starts off with "Sleep Apnea," which is the first song off their newest album. If you haven't heard it, it's a raucous, take-no-prisoners song, and then...the moshing gets extra-moshed. I managed to push my way to 5-sort-of-rows-behind-the-front, and it was like being in a can of sardines, but everyone was moving, so it wasn't too bad. However, I don't think I've ever sweated/been sweated on so much in my LIFE. I was soaking wet for their entire set, which sounds pretty gross. But the energy in the room was so powerful that I didn't even care. Plus, moshers in Baltimore are actually pretty awesome. If you get pushed out, someone will help you up. I almost lost my hat twice (and if you know about my hat, you know how catastrophic that would've been), and the second time, the guy behind me caught it and gave it back.

Speaking of catching things. Pete, the lead singer/guitarist of Chevelle, drank out of a water bottle, threw some water on us (which was a relief in itself), then threw the whole bottle out in the audience, and GUESS WHO CAUGHT IT??? Yeah, me. I was so excited. A whole bunch of people in front of me flailed for it, but I was like "NO, BITCH" and snatched it. It still had water in it, so I drank some of it (I know, EW, but it was ridiculously hot in there and I drank the same water as Pete Loeffler so fuck your shit) and then dumped the rest on me. It didn't have a top, so I would've lost all of it eventually. I'm taking it with me to college, and I wrote "CHEVELLE 09.19.09" on it because I am a hugely sentimental geektastic dork. They were throwing all kinds of cool shit in the audience: drumsticks, guitar picks, the set list, more water.

Oh, and Pete and I made eye contact several times. Ahhh, me. What was also cool is that he screams in some of his songs, and I was behind all of these guys, so when Pete did his screaming things, so was I. Two guys in front of me gave me these looks like "Yeah, girl!" And I was like "Yeah, I've been practicing." This is true, but it's the worst thing you can do to your voice, so unless you're considering a career in rockstardom, don't do it. EDIT: Lies. There is a proper way to do it so that it doesn't damage your vocal chords. You still have to be VERY careful while trying and it takes lots of practice and hydration.

Their encore was some acoustic number. I forget what it was, but it might've been "Highland's Apparition." But that's not important (Yes it was because I love that song) what WAS important was that the very last song was "I Get It!" YES. Anyone who listens to the radio ever knows the song, or would at least know it if they heard it. I was standing in the mosh pit, but nothing was happening during the acoustic song, but then they went into I Get It, and suddenly, it was a world of deathsmush. I managed to get out alive, but barely. XD

Anyway, the entire experience was exhilarating. I totally want to do it again, just not anytime soon. My ears still ring with little/no noise around.

BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT.

Let's do numbers:

Number of crowd-surfers I helped along: 4

Number of crowd-surfers that landed on me: 3

Number of times in the mosh pit: 2

Number of times I almost lost my hat: 2

NUMBER OF WATER BOTTLES CAUGHT FROM PETE LOEFFLER: 1

Number of times my foot was stepped on: 9234062

Number of streets driven multiple times trying to find I-83: 6

Number of knocks to the head: 4

AMOUNT OF GENERAL AWESOME: PRICELESS.

...Or infinity. Whatever applied.

I. LOVE. CHEVELLE.

[lessthanthree]