I survived the Fight Like a Girl concert
Feb. 16th, 2013 05:02 pmThe title sounds more dramatic than it really was; but after standing outside the venue for 2 hours in below-freezing temperatures, once again standing next to a drunk guy who almost picked a fight with a guy near my brother, before being escorted out by security, during the show, and limping my way back to the "L" station in the middle of the night to get home (not to mention not feeling well leading up to the concert and thinking I'd have to miss it altogether) getting through the concert unscathed is a huge accomplishment. Like the previous Emilie Autumn concert I'd been to, everything about it was awesome. Standing in line--though we were freezing--with the very nice fans (or Plague Rats/Muffins) made the chilly wait almost bearable. All the "teasing" starts that started with loud cheers, only to devolve into nervous laughter, made the anticipation more electrifying. Singing the first verse of "Thank God I'm Pretty" as Emilie played the harpsichord reminded me of last time when we all sang "My Fair-Weathered Friend" together.
( A long, slightly rambling discussion about the concert and inspiration )
( A long, slightly rambling discussion about the concert and inspiration )