Actually, I've had a nasty cold since I walked out of the Webster Theater Sunday night, err, Monday morning. I managed to make the party, but we were back near Hartford way before five, and I said I wanted to head downtown to see what was going on, but my father refused, as he didn't want me to be in the ghetto alone. Therefore, I missed the chance to meet OLP. Dang, I *so* wanted to cut Raine's hair
I stood squished in the eighth row in a line with Steve, though I turned towards Raine. I think this was the first GA show I've ever attended when I wasn't front row. I felt really claustrophobic. Furthermore, I swear everyone there was under the age of 16 and still smoking pot.
But oh my GOD that was an AMAZING AMAZING CONCERT! I can't wait to see OLP again; too bad three of five weekends in Canada in November isn't an option for me. The last weekend in November is completely out; it's American Thanksgiving.
I wasn't too thrilled to hear so much from Gravity since now that I have all five albums, I hardly listen to it at all, but we got a long show. I wasn't sure how long they were supposed to play, but they played longer than the venue thought they would. The long encore rocked my world, and although my freshman year first-semester roommate turned me off to U2 for a long time, their cover was one of the most incredible live songs I've ever heard, and I'm a concert whore.
Raine still looks like a llama, and I couldn't get any pictures of Steve or Duncan because of the lighting, but otherwise, I can't say enough good things about the music and the band at this concert. Wow. five thumbs up.
And yes, I could hear Raine fine.