I AM GOING TO SEE THE RASMUS. I AM ACTUALLY GOING TO SEE THE RASMUS. IT'S ABOUT TIME, I'VE BEEN A FAN FOR SO MANY YEARS NOW. I OWN OVER 50 SONGS BY THEM AND I KNOW THEM OFF BY HEART AND NOW FINALLY, FINALLY I GET TO SEE THEM LIVE. AT CLUB ACADEMY SO I'LL BE CLOSE CLOSE CLOSE AS WELL! I KNOW IT'S THE BLACK ROSES TOUR BUT I AM GOING TO MESSAGE THEM TO ASK THEM TO PLAY SMASH BECAUSE I WILL ACTUALLY CRY IF THEY DO.
Anyway. I went to see You Me At 6 on Sunday night with Claudia, Jess, Conway and Paul. There is something really fulfilling about being the only female in a pit full of angry, sweaty boys. No fetish. It's just fun being battered but saved, thrown up again just as your head's about to hit the floor and crack open. Your senses come alive in the pit. The floor's vibrating and your ears are pulsating from the insistent drum beat that never stops, the room is literally spinning as you fly through the crowds, your feet literally not touching the floor as you ricochet from one body to another. The strobe lighting adds the trippy, not-quite-there effect, turning everything hazy white. I danced with this lovely boy in a top that looked neon but it wasn't. One minute he was there and then I was gone and he re-appeared seconds later. Absolutely fucking fantastic.
xoxo
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