signed my ticket

Sooo…I’ve met Papa, Fire and Aether after the show…aka the story how I died.
We were standing next to the tour bus and there where like..maybe 20 people (or maybe more I don’t remember) and my father was with us because he wanted to drive us home. So we told him that we want to wait for the Band to come out to sign things. He didn’t believed me that they will come out and he also kept telling us that we don’t know how they look anyways (lol if you knew). So my father was quite pissed cause he wanted to go home. That was so embarrassing because it felt like everyone was staring at us. We kept telling him that this is very important to us and that we know how they look. But he kept yelling at us lmao.

So after maybe 20 minutes or so Fire comes out. And let me just tell ya…he looks like a greek god. My heart was racing. I asked him to sign my ticket and he wrote my name on it. He signed the ticket on my shoulder and stole my fucking edding😂

After that Aether came out. He’s such a sweetheart and so funny. @ghuleh-101 showed him a picture where he jumped and he just screamed: look at my arse!!😂😂 He told me that I have a beautiful name and that I should check out a song by a certain band but I forgot the name of the band (god damnit).
I think after that Air came out. He looked a lil bit angry and went right into the tour bus.
Then theres Earth..he waved at us but also went right into the tour bus. I haven’t seen water at all lol.

And then…Papa came out. I was trembling like a little bitch. HE LOOKS EVEN MORE FUCKING BEAUTIFUL IN PERSON. And there was still make up around his eyes.
He’s so intimidating without even trying lol.
So he came up to me and I still don’t know how I managed to talk to him without sounding so scared. I asked him if he could sign my ticket and he saw my name looked me into the eyes and just said: Josephine, hm? HE KILLED ME. I CAME SO FUCKING HARD.
So yeah…he signed my ticket and I asked him for a hug. He gives the best hugs ever but I mentioned before that I’m very clumsy so I think I accidentally hit his nose with my arm while hugging him???
AND HE RUBBED MY FUCKING BACK. THAT’S THE FOURTH TIME THAT HE’S TRYING TO KILL ME.
I thanked him for coming to Wiesbaden and that this was the best concert I’ve ever been to. He kept eye contact all the time and just smiled at me. Again…is he trying to kill me?
But after that my father dragged us away because he was so tired. I hope Papa didn’t noticed that, I mean I didn’t had the opportunity to say goodbye.
When we where at our car me and my best friend just started to scream lol. I really really hope that he didn’t heard that.
So yeah…That’s the story how I got brutally murdered.
(And sorry for grammatical errors. I’m too lazy right now to correct them).

If I don’t get to see you this tour, I’ll come back around next year if you’ll have me. Love, H.

i remembered how i would be railside at every show begging them to play room a thousand years wide and ally and i were screaming it so loud, his mic picked it up. he kept pretending he couldn’t hear us. he’d raise his hand to his ear like, “what?” and he kept implying he was about to play it and kept playing other songs, laughing right in our faces at our disappointment.

i remembered doing the same in detroit. he would do the same to me, stopping and smiling right at me, pretending he couldn’t hear me shouting. pretended he couldn’t see my sign without his glasses apparently. how he kept calling a song “formula one rock show” and played confusing opening riffs, then suddenly breaking out to tighter and tighter.

when he finally came out to greet us, we we had all been standing a half hour in freezing rain. somehow, i still wasn’t ready. a stranger actually pushed me to the front of the line and said, “sign her stuff first, she’s been waiting here the longest!” which actually wasn’t true, but that stranger’s kindness was humbling. i was actually the last person in line but he made sure to stop at me and acknowledge me.

i didn’t have anything to sign. my actual ticket was soaking wet and ben shepherd had signed the entire thing john hancock style. he paused at me to see what i’d do and all i could was offer up my entire, whole wallet. i leafed through it and found an old card i wasn’t using and handed all of it to him. card, wallet, whole thing.

i watched him hold my wallet as he signed the card. i felt so silly that i didn’t have anything real to sign and felt his silent judgment that he was signing an expired bus card. 

his signature always looked like a blooming flower. like a lily.

for being one of the most powerful voices in music, he was so soft-spoken and timid when off the stage. he was like a tower when he performed, but he was meek and gentle to all of us. he’s been doing this too long to have blown out his voice, he just spoke very softly to us. he didn’t act like he’d been a larger than life act for over 30 years. he seemed more timid and nervous than we were, honestly. he didn’t have that rock star charm you hear about. he didn’t work the crowd. he wasn’t even as conversational as ben, if you can believe that.

he was so confident and huge on stage, but the minute the lights turned off, he was completely vulnerable and nervous. completely human. and i will miss him so much.

Ok y'all buckle the fuck in

I know I said I would do this yesterday morning but I’ve been busy af and this shit it still plaguing my every thought

But ANYWAYS I met aether, fire, and the mastermind himself TF and I’M STILL SHOOK like fire is the most beautiful person I have ever seen with my own two eyes and he was so sweet like when he came up to me I basically just word vomited about how much I love him and he did this vaudeville ass animated little bow and it was so fucking CUTE I wanted to scream into the void and then I told him he was the ultimate hype man and that he stole the show (because he TOtally does) and when he signed my ticket he asked my name and put wrote “hype man” which I’m TATTOOING ON MY FOREHEAD FOR SURE and then we talked about the Fresno show and he was like “that was such a weird show” lmao and then he gave me a hug and I thought for sure I would die in his muscular arms tbh I’m 100% sure I will never love somebody the way I’ve fallen in love with fire

And I met aether after the Fresno show and he recognized me after the SF one and he also said that it was a weird show lmao but I told him I love his album and he thought I was talking about meliora but i was like no YOUR album life is often brilliant (which you should check out bc it’s really good) and he was like “my album?!??!?” and I was like yeah and his eyes lit up and he looked soooo happy and he said “oh my god thank you so much that’s so nice to hear in california of all places” and then he told me to listen to some of his other bands lmao

Air came out too (which I was surprised about) but he didn’t really seem interested in spending time talking to people like fire and aether were so he just went around signing things and then left (prob bc his wife and daughter were there)

But oh lord in heaven papa himself Ticonderoga Fog came walking down the sidewalk with his skinny ass legs and his daughter in tow and without even trying he now owns my soul forever but it was honestly so weird seeing his face and hearing his voice at the same time lmao he was sooooo nice though and he seemed genuinely happy to meet everybody and to talk to them and everybody that met him just showered him with compliments and praise (LIKE HE DESERVES) and he was so grateful like I got so emotional before he even came over to me just watching him interact with other people (which sounds lame af but idc lmao) but when he came up to me he signed my ticket and I forgot that I wanted him to sign my infestissumam booklet bc I was dying inside (in a good way though) so then he asked me if I wanted him to sign that too and of course I said yes then I told him that I had so much fun at the Fresno show that on the way home I had bought a ticket for that night and BOY LET ME TELL YOU HE LOOKED RIGHT INTO MY EYES VERY INTENSELY AND THANKED ME and I will literally never be the same but then he also said the Fresno show was weird (idk why they all thought it was weird I asked all of them why and I never got an answer)

THEN some homeless guy started yelling at us from across the street and TF was like “what is that” and I was like it’s market st there are lots of homeless people here and he was like “yeah there’s been lots of yelling all day” and then I was like yeah they tend to do that and he laughed and then I asked him if I could get a hug and he was like “of COURSE you can” (he does smell really nice oops)

AND THAT’S THE STORY OF HOW I DIED

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“Excuse me,” A small voice said from behind the blond Russian. He hoped to God it wasn’t another reporter asking for an interview. He’s already spoken to practically the entire world, who else is there to answer questions to?

He sighed and turned around, “Yeah?” He asked in Russian, since he was addressed by the voice in Russian first. To say the least, he was surprised. He honestly was expecting a reporter, not a small girl clutching her phone and ticket to the competition. 

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anonymous asked:

I support you 100%. I can't pay you, but I'll damn well cover for you if you get caught trying to sneak in.

this is the best message,,,listen I have literally come up with like 5 different plans, I’m getting in and I will see you all on the other side 💗💜💗

So about the Dreamcar show

Y’all, so much happened. 

In bullet form for readability/it’s 1AM and I have work in the morning because I’m an adult.

Pre-show

I got there like 45 minutes after doors opened because my days of lining up mega early for shows are over.

  • That’s a lie
  • I just had to work til 5 and it was raining all day so I didn’t wanna sit outside anyway

So I walk into the venue, and??? It’s so empty??? Like what the fuck??? I went to the bathroom, which is wayyyyyyy at the back and in the basement, I hate getting to it during packed shows because you CAN’T MOVE. That venue is not safe and there are not enough exits BUT ANYWAY.

When I got back upstairs I went to the merch table and bought a tank top

  • Warning if you see Dreamcar: it fits weirdly small???
  • But I love it
  • Also they didn’t do that thing I hate when bands jack up prices by like $10 because of the conversion rate.
  • It’s $35 online and I paid $35CAD.
  • Joke’s on you that’s only like $20US
  • Help our dollar is a fucking joke

Then I went to the stage and despite the opening band staring imminently I was only two people from the front???

Superet

I mean, I don’t know if I would go seeking out their music but they were really fun and had fantastic energy. The lead singer kept making eye contact with people in the front and it was slightly awkward but also endearing as hell. I kept getting distracted during their set because I decided most of the rest of the band looked like other people

  • The keyboard player looked so much like Jamison Covington from JamisonParker
  • Does anyone remember them? They had like one album in maybe 2005 and I loved it
  • But it’s so emo
  • Listening to it now is like??? Was my world ever that dark? Damn son.
  • The drummer looks just like a dude I went to high school with and played in Concert Band with
  • But it is not.
  • That dude is a DJ now though
  • The percussionist lowkey reminded me of what’s his face from Cabin in the Woods… the stoner one. 
  • Cabin in the Woods is a great movie

Dreamcar

I mean is it any surprise that they’re great live? All of them have been performing for so long so like… they know their shit. But there’s a lot happening all at once, it seems like. You’ll maybe see when I post my video of All Of The Dead Girls once it finishes uploading to YouTube. But I guess it’s partly because Tom, Adrian & Tony are so used to playing together but sometimes it’s like there’s their show happening and then there’s Davey being Davey around them and it is a lot.

  • Someone yelled “You’re good!” between songs and it got a good laugh out of Davey who was like, “I’m glad you think so???”
  • Like what an odd thing to say???
  • The other three have mastered the art of keeping Davey on topic
  • If he sounds like he’s about to go off on a tangent just start the next song it’s great
  • “If only that would work during interviews,” I’m sure Jade/Adam/Hunter is muttering to himself in the distance
  • They covered Don’t Change and it was amazing, I wanted to get a video of it but it was such a different (more upbeat) version I didn’t even clue in on time lmao
  • During the bridge of Kill For Candy, Davey and I shared a moment during the first “Let it dissolve on your tongue” and it was magical

Post-show

It rained literally the entire day here, so when I walked out of the venue and it wasn’t raining anymore I thought, y’know what, I’m gonna stick around for a bit, try my luck meeting these dudes. But only until 11:00. That’s my cut-off. I’m a responsible adult.

  • This is a lie
  • It’s cute that I believed it though
  • Also it was still raining but it was a very fine mist so it wasn’t that bad
  • This is also a lie it was terrible and my hair went to shit

There were like 25 people waiting, at the peak of it. After about an hour, some people had left so there were maybe 20 or so. Not bad at all, right? About half of those were No Doubt faithful, who seemed to be a very tight-knit group who all knew each other from various No Doubt events and trips and stuff. They were super nice and – bonus! – most of them couldn’t be fucked about Davey. But we did talk about the show, how awesome it was, and the fact that Davey is secretly jacked was mentioned – not even by me!!! And most of them agreed that a) it should’ve been a longer set and b) they should’ve covered some No Doubt because Davey singing I’m Just A Girl would be delightful.

  • Somebody made the joke that the guys snuck out past all of us and were probably on the public transit bus that went by
  • “But then they’ll get to Sherbourne station and get shanked.”
  • If you know Toronto at all you know that’s probably true
  • If there was anywhere in this city where a repeat of “what are you gonna do about it, pink shoes?” was gonna go down it’s motherfucking Sherbourne St.

Finally at around 11:15 or so, security & tour management came out and set up a barricade by the bus, telling us all to line up in twos. Ok cool. We did. 

  • Tom came out first and the orderly line went to shit because he just like, walked right out to chat and take pictures and sign autographs. I was trying to stay near the barricade and missed him entirely. Oops. 
  • Tony came out next and did the same thing, but actually on my side. I got a picture with him and he signed my ticket.
  •  Adrian stayed by the barricade but was very chatty with people. I also got a picture and autograph from him.
  • All of them seemed to like, know some of the No Doubt die hards who were there and I think that’s so cool, they’ve always seemed like this huge, untouchable band to me but they’re so cool with their fans

All three of them got on the bus, and because of the No Doubt fans stepping back I was pretty much at the barricade. The tour manager came back and asked who we were still waiting for so of course were like, obviously Davey. So then came the new instructions:

  • Single file lineup please (I ended up third, so cool)
  • No photos
  • This is 900% ok I’ve seen my pictures with Adrian & Tony I know what I look like
  • I’ve been standing in the rain for two hours I look like I live in garbage and a family of raccoons have been living in my hair for the winter
  • No hugs either
  • Also fine because who honestly wants to hug a bunch of damp strangers???
  • Just a chat, an autograph, and keep the line moving
  • Awesome, we’re grown ups, we can do this
  • Oh shit now I have to think of something to say

So then Davey appears in that long hoodie/cloak… thing… which I SHOULD have asked where he got it because I love it but obviously I think of things to say after the fact, so whatever. He was really chatty and smiling at everyone and it was so nice. The first two conversations happened as I was trying not to awkwardly stare at Davey. I’m not gonna be the one who makes it weird.

  • This is also a lie
  • I don’t think I made it weird though

When it was my turn, he asked how I was and I said “amazing” because I was, and the teenage version of me fainted then and there, she was not at all prepared for this moment.

I might’ve rattled off something about how his music, whether AFI or Blaqk Audio or Dreamcar or any other project, has been such a big part of my life for almost half my life now, so thank you and I wouldn’t be the person I am today without it

  • I don’t think that was weird
  • It was true, too
  • “Thank you, I hope that’s a good thing.”
  • I mean.
  • Obviously.
  • So I said it’s absolutely a good thing, thanked him again, and mentioned I would see him in like 3 weeks (!!!) for some AFI shows. 
  • ‘Cause y’know. He’ll remember.

And then I walked back to the subway and went home, 18-year-old me screaming internally.

tl;dr I saw Dreamcar, they were amazing, I finally met Davey Havok after 15 years.

anonymous asked:

Why don't you want Bethany and Mariel?

its not that i dont want to meet them, cause i’ll go if no one is more excited than me. its just that they really weren’t anywhere on my wishlist at all ya know? and i’m kind of a fan of mariel since free play and always open… but i really dont know anything about bethany honestly…. and i feel bad about it but i could honestly use the money if i sold it more than i want to meet them…. :/

anonymous asked:

TELL ME YOUR ENTIRE ENCOUNTER IN DETAIL

Ahaha. Ok. 

I had JUST gotten into Ghost a few days before the concert, spontaneously bought a ticket, and went to the show with my dad and my brother. The venue we went to is an old theater in the area of downtown that has NO parking near it for buses. 

SO. After the show, I meet back up with my dad and brother and we go outside, buy some merch, and when we step out, the bus is RIGHT THERE. My dad and I kinda looked at each other and nodded, because my dad and I are of the same opinion - if we can meet the band, we’ll try. 

So we go over to the buses, and a crowd starts to form and we’re all talking about the show. Then, one of the female fans suddenly is yelling, “DO NOT TAKE OUT YOUR PHONES GUYS THEY WILL LEAVE IMMEDIATELY IF YOU TAKE OUT YOUR PHONE” which was kind of a big red flag for me. 

Until that point, I had naively thought they would come out in costume. 

So suddenly Alpha runs out, completely inconspicuous wearing a snap back baseball cap and short sleeves. He signs like 2 things and then runs back to the bus and never comes back out. Then Earth comes out, and Air, and Aether. They’re all right there and I’m getting them to sign my ticket. My dad is having them sign his shirt and his battle vest. So, Aether is RIGHT NEXT TO ME I could have reached out and stroked his face if I had wanted to - and my dad says to him, “So what kind of amps do you guys play - I love your sound!” and Aether kind of chuckles and goes “er, I don’t know!” and my dad’s like “What? Do you live feed in?” And Aether kind of smiles and goes “Sorry, I can’t say.” My dad is flummoxed and kind of upset but he lets it go. Air walks up to us and he grumbles how no one ever has markers for signing stuff so he goes back to the bus and he gets a pen and he comes back and he starts signing stuff. He jokes about signing my dad’s face at one point. Earth was super sweet and very eager, and I was stunned by how short he was, because he was pretty close to my height, and I’m REALLY short. 

Then Mist came out and she was beautiful and kind and VERY shy and you could tell that she really loved the experience and wanted to keep playing in the band. 

And then, after that whirlwind, suddenly security tells us “Alright you need to line up on the wall, single file” and I’m like “OH SHIT.” 

So we’re all lined up, probably 40 of us at this point, and I’m starting to panic because HOLY SHIT PAPA IS COMING. And my dad kind of cranes his head around and then he goes “holy shit there he is. He’s SHORT. And he has that total rockabilly look going” and I’m sitting there trying not to scream as I look over and THERE HE IS HOLY SHIT. 

He was wearing dark SKINNY - like SKIN TIGHT jeans and dark shoes, with a black leather jacket. His hair was slicked back, and he had just a little bit of stubble on his jaw. 

And I’m now having a nervous reaction, my heart is palpitating and I’m starting to sweat. 

My dad, the smart ass that he is, suddenly turns to me and goes, “You should thank him for the orgasm!” because at the end of the show, Papa gives a speech about the importance of the Female Orgasm, and having sex and doing it FOR SATAN. I immediately refuse because my nerves are freaking the fuck out and I don’t want to make an ass out of myself. 
So he grins and says “alright, I’ll do it.” 

So Papa comes down the line, and he gets to me, and I’m straight up FREAKING THE FUCK OUT at that point. So my brain just blanks out and I do something SO DUMB THAT I’M STILL UPSET ABOUT IT TO THIS DAY 

I ask him about his health. Because during the show, he had mentioned that he was sick. So he kind goes, “oh yeah, I’m getting ok,” and then I thank him for the show and I get him to sign my ticket and then I ask, “Can I hug you?” And he goes “Sure,” and he leans forward and I get THE BEST HUG OF MY LIFE FROM THIS MAN who is probably all of 6 inches taller than me. His jacket was cold, and he smelled amazing. 
And then he turned to my dad. 

So my dad thanks him for the show and then goes, “By the way, man, thanks for the Orgasm.” 

And his face just DROPS. You could tell the poor man was just… shocked. He kinda blinks and then goes, “Uh, I’m glad you had one,” and I’m giggling like a mad woman at this point because the nerves are going fucking NUTS right then and then my dad goes back to thanking him for the show and especially for the fact that Ghost came to OUR town, which NEVER gets good shows - like ever. We have a festival and that’s it. 

My brother had met Papa once before at that festival so my dad points to my brother and they talk about the festival that Ghost played at and he signs my dad and brother’s stuff and then we walk away. 

My dad turned to me, and goes, “That was my revenge for that guy stonewalling me about those damn amps!” 

He wouldn’t know till later that that was Aether. 

I also caught Papa’s cold. I had it for like a week and a half, and it’s the only time I’ve ever been ok with being sick. We cracked jokes for weeks about how I swapped germs with Papa. 

AND THAT, MY FRIEND, IS HOW I MET PAPA. 

6

At first I couldn’t quite believe it when I looked into the mail earlier this week and found an envelope with British stamps and with my address written in my own hand writing on it. After a few seconds in which my brain had a blackout I realized that’s the same envelope I have enclosed with my thank you card for Jamie Parker. I have passed it to a member of security at the stage door on May 14. I didn’t expect him to reply so quickly!

Not only did he sign my Cursed Child ticket of said performance which I put into the envelope, but he also was so friendly to reply to my rambling. To save you the trouble I summerize my text. I thanked him for his marvellous performance and for “bringing Harry back to us”.  He wrote that he is glad that I thought “the show was up to scratch”. I also wrote that this show really needed a talk back/Q&A event, but that would have been “a very looong business”. To which Jamie replied: “And yes, a talk back would be good, but would probably last several days…” Don’t worry Jamie, if we’re allowed to bring food into the Palace, we can sit through several days. >:)

This is the first time so far that I sent someone “fan mail”. It was for the reason that I had never had the chance to talk to him directly since whenever I saw the show he wasn’t at the stage door afterwards. I’m glad that he indeed received and read my words of appreciation. I always like to thank the actors for their performance no matter which play it is. This case was special for me since his performance was one my favourites and he also was portraying my favourite character. And he signed the ticket of the performance of May 14. That was when I saw the original cast for the last time.
I hope to see him in future in an other play. But when he has to rush off to catch the train and skip the stage door again, I’d suggest we collect in the SD queue for his taxi, so he can stay. ;)