So for my friend's birthday, her sister and I decided that we were going to get her the gift of all gifts ever given to her. We planned and planned and planned for over two months, and this weekend almost two months after my friends birthday, we gave her her birthday gift: tickets to the Armor For Sleep, Underoath, and Taking Back Sunday show at The House of Blues in Atlantic City.
Now, my friend whose gift this was, had no clue what we were up to because for the past two months we hid it from it since it was a surprise. And for three weeks leading up to this past Saturday, we dropped little hints to help her along the way. To say the least, they didn't do much help for her because she thought we were taking her to Medieval Times. We blindfolded her all the way from our hotel to The Showboat Casino where the venue was, and we knew once she took off her blindfold and saw we were at a casino, would be disappointed because A) she doesn't gamble and B) because she only brought 20 bucks with her. But I took out the Ticketmaster printed tickets and showed them to her and she was overly excited...cause let's face it we all love Taking Back Sunday.
So we walk around the boardwalk, bought some saltwater taffy, and than made our way to The House of Blues for both the show and dinner (we ate there because of this really cool feature that they have...if you are going to a show at the House of Blues and eat in the restaurant before you can get into the venue before the main line gets in).
Armor For Sleep were better than I expected. The first time I ever saw them was a few years ago at Skate and Surf...and at the time I wasn't really into them. I than saw them again last year at Bamboozle, however I couldn't really see the band since I was all the way in the back, and for some reason I couldn't really pay any attention to them that time. So this time around I was excited and even more familiar with their music. They played a great set of mostly their latest songs off of "What To Do When You're Dead"Great music, great set...but I still couldn't wait for Taking Back Sunday to take the stage.
Underoath was next, and I have to say that I saw them twice before, and yes they were good, but the last two times I've seen them they were better...maybe because they didn't preach their religious faith and beliefs to all of the crowd (yes that bothered me, I understand that they are a Christian band, but I don't think that they should preach about Jesus and how we should all follow Jesus) And their keyboardist really really bothered me. The first time I saw them, he actually played...and this time he pressed a key, if that. All in all though they were good. But a part of me wished that they would have opened instead of Armor For Sleep.
And than the band of all bands: Taking Back Sunday hit the stage. It was great. Since we got to "pass the line" and got in earlier than the general public, my friends and I got up pretty close, like maybe two rows off of barrier, which meant I could actually see! Imagine that! They were absolutely A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! They played a lot of new stuff from "Louder Now," a good amount off of "Where You Want To Be" and some classic favorites from "Tell All Your Friends". The show could not have been any better. Words can't describe how great they sounded, and how much fun my friends and I had.
And I have to say this: I give TBS so much credit after Saturday night. Adam, the singer, was violently ill, like running off the stage a few times to vomit kind of ill. With that being said the band could have easily have cancelled the show or rescheduled it. But no they didn't they played an entire set plus a three or four song encore. You could really tell that this band loves their fans, and loves playing music, not because of the extras, but because it's simply what they love doing.
As much as Taking Back Sunday was the highlight for me, so was getting to see my most favoritest guitar player, Fred Mascherino. What can I say I love him...he's my hero! And I could actually see him perform, I didn't have to stand on my very tippy toes or look at the TV screen to see him...he was right in front of me.
But one thing during their set had to go: Gumba Johnny (thanks to Jenna for naming that jerk!). Gomba was sloshed! Absolutely drunk as a skunk...now me and my friends don't take drunks well, especially those in the pit. And Gumba was overly annoying...before TBS taking stage Gumba had pushed, shoved, elbowed, etc us for no apparent reason...the music wasn't even playing so he couldn't use the excuse that he was trying to open up a pit...cause he couldn't dance! So now, Gumba Johnny walks past me during TBS and shoves me. I may be small coming in at 4'11" but I don't take stuff like that sitting down. I shoved him back making him stumble and almost fall. I don't think he expected me to do that, but after that he didn't both me again!
Ok, so I hope you're getting the gist that this was one amazing show. But like all things it had to come to an end. After the show we decided to try our luck at the slots. Needless to say, my friends boyfriend had all the luck Saturday evening winning a whopping 11 dollars. After winning, he went on line to cash in his voucher for his huge cash prize while me and my two friends waited there for him. Now you got to understand one thing: this one time my friends and I really didn't do anything to provoke anyone to do anything. So we're standing there, talking amongst ourselves when this want to be scene guy walks up to us waving his fist in all of our faces. And than walks away still waving his fist at us. Why he did this is beyond me? And no, we had no clue to who this wannabe was.
This guy was really stupid, not for waving his fist in our faces (which was a bad move to begin with because anyone who knows my one friend especially, would never pull a stunt like that...let's just say she could have taken this guy if need be.) but for doing it in front of the security booth of the Showboat Casino. Long story short, this wannabe scene boy was escorted out by three staff members of the Showboat! That made our night...and as he walked past us, we laughed...in his face!
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