Yellowcard was so good. It was my first real rock show (poppy punk, whatever). As in, live band/all guitars/small venue/no seats. I've been to Avril and Evanescence but they were arena concerts and more mainstream I guess. It was at the Phoenix, which was pretty cool cuz the concert room is like those indie dive clubs. There was a lot of ppl but it's a way smaller place and it's all floor so everybody was standin and I'm like, weird :P Interesting vibe.

I was supposed to meet up with Jay at Finch station but I was totally late and we got to the club half an hr after the doors but the openers still hadn't gone on yet so it was all good.

The band Rufio played first, then Moneen. I haven't heard any of their music before but Rufio's set was better. We went to the licenced area for a drink so we were up in the mezzanine for Moneen. Very cool set-up. Then we went back down before Yellowcard came on.

It was so amazing. It was loud as hell and we were like 20 rows back. I love the closeness of club shows, you can actually see the band. They played almost all of Ocean's Avenue, some old songs, and some of their new stuff that's comin out. I don't remember the exact set list or the order but they did:

Way Away
Twenty-Three
Breathing
Avondale
Life of a Salesman
Holly's Rough Landing
Empty Apartment
Believe
Only One
Inside Out
Miles Apart
Lights and Sounds
Finish Line
AWOL
View from Heaven

And they played "Cigarette" and "Ocean Avenue" for the encore. They said they were playin "the rarest Yellowcard song", somethin that hardly anybody has heard, for their last song and I'm like, no way, they can't not play "Ocean Avenue" for the closer but I guess this special lil song would hafta do. Then they busted out with the first chords and everybody lost it. Fuckin good times.

Yeah, so I don't think I could've gone to this show with anyone else but Jay. And BTW, I don't think he's got that gf anymore, haha. Me and Jay have this unique relationship that I dunno if I can put a label on. We're friends but we're not friends friends cuz we don't hang out on a regular basis or even talk to eachother all that much but we're certainly not together or fuck-buddies or anythin like that. See, I never called him out about the gf thing cuz whatever, it's his business and if he doesn't say somethin about it, I don't really care. There were a few touches here and there but I chalked that up to him just protectin me from the hardcore slam-dancers in front of us. (How is that fun, I dunno...crazy mofos, haha...this one guy came runnin from behind me to join the bunch in the middle and sent me flyin, that fucker). Anyway, then thru the night Jay was holdin my hand (again, me thinkin he was just leadin me thru the crowd so he wouldn't lose me). Then it turned into holdin my hand just to hold my hand and his arms around me from behind. Date-like stuff. Haha, and I even told Darien that me goin with Jay wasn't gonna be a date cuz we're not like that. Not that I minded any of it :P Walkin to the subway station after the show, he friggin picked me up and flipped me backwards so that I was hangin in the air. This guy, I tell you. And then he gave me one of his bone-crushin hugs when we were takin diff buses home.

Anyway, that was the concert. I'm so glad I went. Too bad that meant missin Chris and J's thing last night. It was the last time they'd be able to do somethin before headin back to Texas tomorrow. But I guess I'll see them around Christmas time.

Well, it's packin today and Montreal tomorrow!