The Delicious Tour 2008

Like the past two blogs written after Breathe Carolina shows, this will be completely scattered and I don’t even care. Well, I obviously care enough to type out a disclaimer.

We were on the road at about 3:30 and got into Pensacola an hour later. After getting turned around on the way to the venue, we finally arrived at 5. Shortly after, we found out that doors didn’t open until seven. Luckily the two hours flew by with laughter and the excitement of seeing Breathe Carolina pull up in the parking lot and take their equipment into the building.
We were second in the line, and by the time the doors were held open, our place in line, despite what time we had got there, no longer mattered. With our luck, though, the people who pre-ordered were let in first and all six of us ended up right in front.
After a girl with horse hair and her friends threatened to kick my ass, the show goes rather smoothly until I get kicked in the face. But alas, I am getting ahead of myself.
Emarosa played first and put on a pretty decent show.
Then Four Letter Lie begins setting up. The lead singer is completely crazy and whenever we would make eye contact with him, he would make some silly gesture. When I caught his eye he mouthed “Are you ready?” and I mouthed back “Yeahh” and he responded with “Are you sure?” in which I mouthed “Oh yeaaaahhhh.” It got worse as the show started. The energy they gave off was incredible. During the show, said singer would sing in people’s faces, touch their cheeks, etc. He kissed Lindsey on the forehead and at one point put his forehead against mine while singing, and I just looked back at him with some goofy ass grin.
During Four Letter Lie the crowd got insane. Small pits started breaking out behind us, shoving kids into us and forcing me to fall onto the small cat walk-like part of the stage (that we were standing in front of) several times. Then some guys tried to crowd surf which resulted in me getting kicked in the face. I went down and thought that my nose ring had been pulled from my face. When I recovered, I realized that my camera was fucked up. The lens was still out but it was shut off. No matter how many times I switched it on and off and even put in my sister’s batteries, it would not turn on for more than 2 seconds.
ANYWAY
Breathe Carolina was next (!!!). They all came out and began setting up and as soon as I saw a window of opportunity, I called out “Kyle” and he saw me and gave this huge smile and my brain slipped out a bit. He came over to us, gave me a hug and asked how I was doing, thanked me for coming out, and said that it was great to see me and then went back to setting up.
Like the past two shows, they were amazing. Unfortunately they didn’t play anything from the new CD, but my favorite song did make the set list. While they were playing, we continued to get pushed onto the stage by the people behind us. And I had a girl basically grinding on my back and ass the whole fucking time, nearly pulling my pants down.
Lindsey, Meagan, and I leave the crowd as soon as they’re done and on our way out, Linds pushes the bitch who was on top of me, causing her to fall down. Greatest thing ever.
We buy some water, and sit down to wait for Pierce the Veil. As we’re waiting, Taryn joins us, leaving Haylee and Courtney at the stage.
When they come on, Linds and I go to the back of the crowd to watch. They were insane. We were dancing and pretending to grind on this random kid and on each other. PTV played their spot-on cover of “Beat it” and they were just a blast.
Alright, alright. So, the show ends, fans gang up on the musicians, and I follow the girls around with my sharpie, as I try to find the perfect time to talk to Kyle.
Finally, we see him with only a small crowd circling around and the girls go ahead of me in line. This is so cheesy and I always feel like an idiot typing out this shit. I cannot help but laugh at myself. But, when I approach him and see the way that he looks at me, I just melt. He pulls me into a hug and begins to whisper in my ear again how great it is to see me and that he loves me, yada yada. He asks me how I’ve been doing and we talk about the crazy crowd and I mention that I got kicked in the face and I start to ramble. Then I ask if they’re planning to tour through the area again and he promises sometime next year that they will. I then tease him about finishing the Harry Potter series and he keeps saying “You know I’m lazy” like we’re old friends. Then he starts talking about silly stuff like the fact that they just got a flat screen TV in their van and how exciting it is for them and so on. Somehow the mall gets brought up and by that time Lindsey has joined the conversation and I tell him that I work at Hot Topic and he asks if we sell their CD there. He gets so excited and giddy when I tell him that we sell the CD and one of their shirts which is a big deal seeing as I work at one of the smaller stores in the country. I wish I could remember what other things were said. We took another picture together (posted in the last blog). Ohhh yeahhh. I mention that we waited in line for two hours and he tells us that next time we should just find them before the show and hang out in the van instead of having to stand outside. I felt like an idiot as I had him repeat that bit because it seemed crazy to hear it. I tell him that I wanted to say hey when they were moving their gear in while we were in line, but didn’t know if it would be weird or not. And he assured me that it wouldn’t have been and that he’s seen me enough and we’re friends now so I shouldn’t feel weird around him. He then lets us know that they may be playing Warped Tour next year and that he would love for us to come hang out if they do. Blah blah blah, my brain falls out and we talk to him some more and then the singer for Four Letter Lie comes up and joins the conversation.
At one point I turn around and see a group of people waiting to talk to him. About 10 minutes had passed and they look pissed but he doesn’t even seem to notice. He gives us more hugs, I mention the touring the area thing again and he pinky promises me that it will happen, he thanks me/us for talking to him and then I ask him where David is so I can have him sign my CD jacket as well. He says that he thinks he’s out in the van and that he’ll take me. He picks up some merch boxes and then motions for me to follow him. The air outside was incredible. I can’t even guess the temperature but it was the first time this fall that I have been able to see my breath.
We see David signing autographs in the parking lot immediately. He’s talking to some trampy blonde and Kyle completely interrupts him to have him sign my CD jacket. When David tells him to hold on a second (or whatever was said) and he finishes talking to the girl, Kyle turns around and says “I got it, love.”
When David finishes signing it, Lindsey has now rejoined us and we start talking again. I know that more hugs and I love yous were thrown around, I just cannot recall what else was said. The group that was behind us inside approaches him and he talks with them for a couple and then turns all of his attention on us again and we carry on some conversation that I wish I remembered…
The girls meet back up with us and when we finally part he hugs me, hugs the girls, and then turns to me for another hug.
As he starts to walk away Taryn yells out “SARAH, YOUR CLEAVAGE!!!” and I turn around to drop my jaw in horror toward her and then I pull my sweater together at my chest and look up to see that Kyle heard all of that was laughing.
I know I use this word entirely too much, but it was an AMAZING night. Amazing. And I am kind of upset that it could be 4 months (probably more) before I see BC/ him again. Pathetic?

We left with 3OH!3 blasting from the car as we screamed along and then decided to eat at Waffle House. It was the single most incredible experience that I have ever had at WH. So many inside jokes were made that recalling them all would take too much effort and typing on my part and would probably bore anyone who stumbles upon this entry. I also have not laughed that hard in the longest time. One word, though: cones.
After that, we ran across the street to the gas station so the girls could buy some candy.
The hour long trip home was full of more laughter, dancing, and my sister adding the word “balls” to Hot Chip songs.
So good.

I wish every night could be that incredible.

I'll post the pictures on my Flickr soooon.

PS; It's insanely weird that I posted this exactly 24 hours after my last post.