Showing posts with label Franz Ferdinand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Franz Ferdinand. Show all posts

Friday, May 8, 2009

Sticky Hands, Sticky Hips, Stubble On My Sticky Lips


OH. MY. LORD. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
IT WAS TOO AMAZING FOR WORDS.
THEREFORE, PICTURES MUST SUFFICE.


Dude in front of me and Jess in line was wearing the most delicious skinnies. I had to snap some stalker photos.

Everyone was wearing Converse. And I mean everyone. Literally. We fit right in.

Sign on the merchandise table. I thought it was hilarious.

I had zero expectations for the opening act, Born Ruffians, but they were actually phenomenal. The songs were catchy and interesting, and the lead singer was fantastically talented.

AND THEN... IT BEGAN. Sorry my camera is such crap.


Alex Kapranos is literally the most beautiful person I have ever seen in real life.
You think I am exaggerating, but no.


He was wearing these blue trousers with a short sleeved polka dot button down tucked into them, and a black belt.

AND FANTASTIC BRIGHT RED BROGUES. THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL.


Absolute best were Lucid Dreams, Michael, 40', Ulysses, and This Fire, which was the closing number and just a total shitshow. It was amazing.

Take Me Out, No You Girls, Do You Want To, Outsiders, What She Came For, and Turn It On were equally stellar.

What an absolutely perfect way to relax before my AP test tomorrow.
By the time I post again, I'll be done! Wahoo! Something to cheer about!