euphoria.

i just got back from the dashboard confessional concert.   one word.  amazing.

i managed to make it to DEAD center, on the rail, which means, COMPELTELY in the front.  yes, that means no one in front of me but dashboard.  chris carrabba was so close, i could see the droplets of perspiration on his forehead. 

i sang every song but the one that no one knew because it was brand new.  it was called “so long, so long.” and it was beautiful and he played piano for it. 

he was amazing and beautiful and i could hear his voice coming out of his mouth, not just the microphone.  that close. 

i was amused when he ended “rapid hope loss”  (i think it was, but i don’t remember exactly) with lyrics from brand new.  “i won’t see home till spring, oh i would kill for the atlantic but i paid to make girls panic while i sing.”  it made me happy that the fact that those lyrics weren’t his own did not stop me from singing them.

when he sang “the brilliant dance,”  i lost it.  call me emo.   fuck you.  i didn’t regain my composure until after he had finished the next song, “saints and sailors.”  two in a row that really hit home.  but i’m glad he played them. 

i called chelsea and left her a song message when he played “again i go unnoticed” and katie when he played “screaming infidelities.”  and of course, i called katie when they came back out for their finale.  “hands down.” 

i haven’t been so happy in such a long time.  i needed that. 

amazing.

the playlist, as i remember it, not in order:

am i missing
again i go unnoticed
as lovers go
rapid hope loss
so long, so long
the good fight
saints and sailors
screaming infidelities
carry this picture
shirts and gloves
this brilliant dance
the swiss army romance
remember to breathe
the places that you’ve come to fear the most
the sharp hint of new tears
vindicated
the best deceptions
hands down