Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Five things I learned in 2014

2014 was a crazy year for me, to say the least. I transferred schools, met so many different people, started doing what I really wanted to do, etc.

Of course, I learned along the way more and more about myself, which was a very good thing. Some might say I haven't grown up, but I think I have.  Here's the five things I learned:

1. Don't be afraid to try new things.
I've always been afraid to do things, whether it was eating a new food or going on an adventure. I swore to myself I would never do a lot of things, and this year I stepped out of my comfort zone.

2. Surround yourself with people who will make you a better person.
I tried the "being a better person" thing out last year, and it really does make you happier. I became obsessed with the happiness of others, and I gained a lot of really good friends out of it. Including these two guys:


3. Go to as many shows as possible.
I love music. That's no surprise there. I missed out so many opportunities last year (cough cough Vampire Weekend) because I didn't want to spend the money. This year I spent countless hours by going to 27 shows (yes, 27) and seeing over 50 artists, some I saw multiple times, whether they were supporting or headlining. Live music is way different than listening to a CD at home.

4. Don't be afraid to talk to people.
I met some of my best friends this year. Some of them I don't get to see too much, some of them live states away, but that's cool. They're doing what they love, and that makes me happy. Most of my friends I met at shows, whether it was waiting in line or talking to bands before and after concerts. I have some pretty funny conversations, inside jokes and random gestures with them, and it's incredible, to be straightforward. 



5. Be yourself.
I couldn't stress this enough. If I love something, I shouldn't care what other people think. If I want to wear a dumb sweater to school or go see a Disney movie in theaters, I should. In the words of Pete Wentz, "you are what you love, not who loves you." It just took me a while to realize it.

As I said before, this year was super rad.  The highlights of my year were meeting a band I've looked up to & admired for the past seven years and working so closely with another band who I was a huge fan of this time last year. Hard work really does pay off, and I never thought I deserved any of it. 

2015, bring it. Can't wait to attend my first music festival, go to Los Angeles for the first time, and meet new people. Super stoked.

And since music has been a big part of my life, one of my favorite bands just released their final video from their third studio album. "Ode To Sleep", off of twenty one pilots' Vessel, was the first song I ever heard them perform live and it's been one of my favorites since day one. Being on this ride with them over the past year and a half was crazy, and in Internet terms, "my bbys are growin' up."



Here's to 2015. I've loved every minute of 2014.

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Sunday, December 14, 2014

My Hollywood Ending

If there's one thing that's been a big part of my life this past year, it's been concerts. Building new friendships by waiting hours in line, standing next to people you don't know, hanging out after the show... all of those things have definitely made my year.

This year, I rediscovered a great group of guys who I had supported in the past and will definitely continue to support in the future. Luckily, I've seen them the most in the same year out of any artist I've seen live (they take the cake at three). Those guys? Hollywood Ending.

Backstory: I supported Hollywood Ending when there were five of them competing in Radio Disney's "Next Big Thing" competition. After they came in third place, I continued to support them because of their passion for what they did and even though they lost, that didn't stop them. 2012 was kind of when I stopped, and then they stepped back out in 2013 with their single "You," but after that, I hadn't heard of them again.

Winter of this year I was scrolling through Crescent Ballroom's website, one of my favorite concert venues and restaurants in Downtown Phoenix, and that's when I saw they were having a show there. Not wanting to go alone, I avoided asking anyone and just let it be. Shortly after (literally a few days later), King The Kid announced that they were supporting the boys on that tour, so I was like "welp, guess I'm going now."

After waiting at the venue practically all day for an interview with King The Kid, I caught glimpses of HWE every now and then. They definitely changed over the past two years, but seeing them banter with each other, they were still the same guys I grew to love. At the show I talked to Chris and Tyler for a bit, but not as much as I would have liked.

They continued their tour and that's when I got back into them. I jammed out at their show for sure, but not knowing any of their new music made me want to figure out what I missed over the past few years. Having friends who were close with them helped, too, and I didn't look at them as a band, I looked at them as dudes who I'd like to be friends with. They're all my age, after all.

They announced that they were touring with Paradise Fears on select dates of the Live Forever Tour, which I had already bought tickets to, so needless to say, I was stoked. My best friend/roommate Kaley eventually had HWE grow on her, so she accompanied me to the show where we were hanging out with all four of them. Wanting to make a statement, we found Coca-Cola bottles with their names on them and filled them with candy, got Dan a birthday card (his birthday was a few days after) and Cameron a bottle of aloe because he had gotten sunburnt while surfing the day before. Dan ended up recognizing me from Twitter (the Internet is a powerful tool, my friends) and that eased us all into a weird friendship sorta deal.

And now here's the present. This past weekend, they headlined the Winter Lights 2 showcase in Mesa, and knowing they were headlining, Kaley and I, along with our friend Laura, were going. I just wanted to go and hang with the guys for a little bit before the end of the year, and that's exactly what we did.

They weren't playing until 10 PM that night, so Kaley and I left my house around 7:30. We got to the surrounding area of the venue around 8:30 and decided to sit in the venue's coffee shop to wait. There was a small group of people there, so we sat and hung out for a bit in there. It wasn't until Kaley urged me to turn around, and that's when Chris walked in to order an expresso. I never freak out in situations like that, but it was like a Wattpad-worthy fanfiction: a bassist in a band who's show you're about to see walking into a coffee shop to order an expresso.

After he was done ordering, I said hi and he waved and asked how we were. Dan was standing outside, about to walk away, and that's when I started waving from the window. The biggest smile spread across his face and he started frantically waving back and then ran to the window and threw himself onto the glass, starfish style, as I urged him to come in. He bolted from the window, skipped inside and nearly ran to us, screaming "I MISSED YOU GUYS" before engulfing us in a huge hug. We chatted for a bit about the show and how they had no idea what was happening and that the showcase was running an hour late so they wouldn't be playing until 11 or so, not 10, and that's when Chris came over and joined us, giving us hugs and asking how we were. Dan's phone rang and he gave directions to where we were to whoever was on the other end, and within two seconds of hanging up, Tyler walked in through the front door.

"Have we met before?" he asked me, to which I responded yes, and then he looked at Kaley and I again and was like "OHHH I REMEMBER YOU GUYS" before hugging us and relaxing for a bit. Chris and Dan left, leaving Kaley, Tyler and I in an empty coffee shop. We talked about Pete Wentz, New York, just the usual stuff, before the barista told us that we were getting kicked out. Tyler said his goodbyes and then we all left the shop, trying to figure out what to do for two hours.

After Laura arrived, we hung out for a bit and then blasted blink-182, The Used and All Time Low whilst dancing around like crazy people in the parking lot. Cameron was a few cars down from us and that's when he said they were going on in about 10 minutes, so we should "probably get in there" (he lied... it was like half an hour until they went on).

So finally, they went on. I tried taking pictures with my new camera during their set, but the lighting at the venue absolutely sucked, so I forgot about that and decided to just rock out because I never know the next time I'm going to see them again is.

After the show, Tyler came over to us (to be specific, moonwalked over) all smiles and super jazzed because he just performed. I proceeded to tell him that was the best time I had seen them perform (they get better and better every time, I'm not kidding) and he engulfed me into a huge hug and thanked me, asking "Really?!" over and over. We took a Polaroid together, and his idea for a pose was scaring me by slinging his arm over my shoulder and pulling me right into his side, resulting in a scream and almost falling over. We took about 20 selfies after that and half of them involve me staring at the camera pouting while he was laughing trying to get me to laugh, which yeah, it worked. We said our goodbyes, hugging and kissing each other on the cheek, and then went to find the other three.

Next was Cameron. Cameron has a very special place in my heart, as cheesy as that sounds, but we're very similar in a lot of weird ways (the big things being we're perfectionists, germophobes and nail biters). Last time they were here he was sick, which was a total bummer because I always love seeing him. His voice was super hoarse from singing, but he was still talking to us despite how tired he was. For our picture together, we pondered on a pose for a moment, both trying to figure out what to do. He threw out some suggestions and then we picked one. I had to teach him how to hold my phone to take photos because he is a bit taller than me, so I said to do it lower, so he tried taking double chin photos, which I am definitely not about. We hugged again, said our goodbyes, and then moved over to Dan.

Out of the four of them, there's no doubt I'm closest with Dan. We talk all of the time on Twitter and I can get super sappy or make fun of him and he won't look at me any differently. In the middle of him talking to someone, Kaley and I snuck behind him and hugged him from behind, and he's tiny enough that my arms wrapped completely around his body. We talked about how I forgot that he had a tattoo (his new lip ring was something that I had to adjust to) and talked about their full length, which he said is going to be a rap album (nice joke, dude). Every time I see him, we always give each other noogies and pull on each other's hair, I guess it's because we both have curls, but I have no idea where that started but it's pretty cute.

Chris finally came over and we talked a bit, and he was another one, like Tyler, who took a million pictures on my phone. Protip: never let boys take your phone.

I hope they come back next year to tour for a full length, which I know they will, but it's fun being friendly with bands who you've liked for so long. They really are a great group of dudes, and even though sometimes I act like I hate them, I don't. That's how I just show how much I love someone.

So here's so next time, Ty, Cam, Dan & Chris. I miss you nutters already.



Thursday, December 4, 2014

Of course I'll be here again, see you tomorrow, but it's the end of today | 12/3 playlist

Song of the week: "Addict With A Pen" by twenty one pilots off of their self-titled record. My blog title also drew inspiration from this song because it's one of many that I can identify with, which made it a perfect fit for this blog.

This week was a little bittersweet: my last DJ shift of 2014. The Blaze means so much to me, more than words can even explain. I even sat in on the last half or so of DJ Scarlett A's set and we talked about Christmas music, our "emo phases" and movies. The usual.

I'm not sure when my shift will be next semester, but here's what was played today. Listen to it again on Spotify here.

  • "Cheap Thrills" - Junior Prom
  • "Fools Gold" - Fitz and the Tantrums
  • "Right Now" - Never Let This Go
  • "Lights" - Ellie Goulding
  • "La La Love" - Neon Tiger
  • "Mercy" - Duffy
  • "Elise" - YesNoMaybe
  • "Zero Zero" - Gerard Way
  • "Come As You Are" - Nirvana
  • "Diane Young" - Vampire Weekend
  • "Tangled" - Northern Hustle
  • "Fillmore" - Instructions
  • "Pumpin Blood" - NONONO
  • "Waves" - Magic Man
  • "Guns for Hands" - twenty one pilots

And with it being the end of the year, I only have two concerts left. I'm sort of bummed, because half of the friends I made this year I met at shows, but I'm ending the year right. I get to see the Hollywood Ending boys perform one of their last shows of the year next week and then I'm seeing Cage The Elephant, Katastro, Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness and Young The Giant for my birthday. All I need is an ugly Christmas sweater.

I'm not sure what next semester holds. I'm super excited, that's for sure, but this semester was pretty tough. Usually having tough classes would be hard for me in the past and I would just give up, but I'm taking stuff from my classes and retaining the information, which I think is more valuable than my GPA. Not that your GPA isn't important, because it is, but I'd rather have a B in a class and be challenged than have an A and not be learning anything.

The Future Sunsets guys released their second single this past weekend, and not gonna lie, this one hit home for me. Download it on iTunes here. Support independent music!

Lastly, this week I got overwhelmed with a lot of things. I think it's finals week getting to me. I had brought my journal back with me to school, and even though I use this blog as a journal, nothing's better than writing in a real journal with black pen and getting the pages crisp with words. I found entries from over the summer after I met Fall Out Boy and Patrick's promise he made me was in those entries. The promise he made to me was brief but super personal, and I'm going to get sappy on him for a second. 

I've met a lot of band members who kind of brush you off like you're nothing. I've learned that it's harder to be mean to people than it is to be nice, and that's all thanks to Patrick. When I met him in August, I handed him a letter that I poured my heart and soul into, sealed away into an envelope that I had printed his name neatly in blue Crayola marker on. When I got to him at the table, we chatted for a bit, and I slid him my letter. He looked at the letter with the biggest "for me?" face and looked at me and thanked me, the type of thank you that you can't fake. His face squished up as he reached for my letter and then patted my hand resting on the table and thanked me again. When I went back to take the photo after the signing, he was standing on the end, but saw me up next for the photo and scooted away from Joe, looked down at the spot he made on the ground, and then looked up at me. After we took the photo, he was still gripping onto my shoulder and turned me to face him. Being the same height as him helped me to actually look at him in the eyes when he talked to me, but he brought me close and thanked me for taking the time out to write him a letter and he promised he'd read it.

That was August, and it's now December, but there is a small part of me that he'll read it, if he hasn't already. I know he takes time aside to read people's letters and he sends them direct messages on Twitter. Maybe he has read it. Maybe my story touched him in some way. But not knowing actually makes me more and more excited to see him again in March.

Any who, I'm done with being sappy. I'm ending this post with a FOB performance from one of their first shows off of hiatus, and more proof that Patrick Stump is one of the most talented front men in the history of ever. Take note of his energy though: the way he takes his hat off to head bang during the chorus of "Thriller" and his dancing to "This Ain't a Scene," it's just unreal. Performances like this are why I go to shows.



-Deanna