Thanks for ruining my Tuesday that was supposed to be filled with all things rock. You never got your shizz together after changing venues at the "last" minute (like two weeks before), and because of your stupid floor wristband giveaway the the first 2,000 people in line, you screwed us out of seeing the only band we came for.
In the sun and heat, we stood for two hours, only to vaguely hear New Medicine play from beyond the wall in the massive line that wrapped around two city blocks. These other concert-goers missed falling in love the way I did, New Meds missed gaining about 1200-1500 new fans because we weren't able to get inside fast enough, and Candyland missed her mandatory dose of JakeBR80DanRyan doin' what they do best, on stage.
We did make it in, eventually, no thanks to you, LCP. By the time we arrived to the front gate, security had all but given up, stopped checking tickets and bags for bombs and brass knuckles, and let everyone run through like a herd of panicked cattle. Lucky for you, LCP, it wasn't a complete waste because I got plenty of *love* from my boys, even though I wasn't able to get to them fast enough to show mine. Also, no thanks to you, LCP, I got an autographed CD with matching sticker and poster for one lucky Candyland commenter on yesterday's post. (If you missed it, CLICK HERE and leave a comment. You have until tomorrow noon to enter.)
|In the stupid line outside while New Medicine played.|
|Is it me or does he keep getting cuter?|
|I'm pretty sure Dan's falling in love here (she likes to think).|
|Cuter still. And totally didn't know the camera was on me.|
|Happily New Meds ever after. The end <3|