Miley Cyrus Pit

My internet was being wicked bipolar.

It only wanted iChat to work-- it made me sad.

But it's working right now so my fingers are crossed.

Really fucking tired, Leon and I got home from the show at like 1 last night [and I haven't really slept].

Good ol' Lincoln.

Dirty Dishes opened for Magic Magic. who opened for Passion Pit.

First off, I had no idea who the Dirty Dishes were-- after I heard them, I didn't wish to know.

I don't think I've ever heard such annoying, monotonous crap.

Such a waste of a set.

Magic Magic. was pretty fucking sick.

Per usual.

If you don't know who they are, you should check them out, your ears will thank you.

Passion Pit... hmm.

You know that whole joke that indie/hipster kids don't dance?

Well, they did. And it sucked. They really shouldn't.

That joke has a purpose, to keep those kids in their place and whatever music is making them dance should really consider what kind of monster they're creating, haha.

Still, they're good and yes, I danced.

I don't think I've ever sweated so much at a concert.

The body heat was like a wall.

Anyways, whatever.

If you have a car go see Magic Magic. two weeks from now in the ocean state.

Oh and Michaela wanted me to mention her in a post.

She's really cool.

Here you go Fendy.