I Panic! At The Disco
June 27th, 2006Some of you may remember, six months ago I made a commitment…
And that commitment was to rock….
So that’s what I do … I rock.
… And sometimes, when I need a break from rocking, I roll—dates that is. I’ve been making super delish raw, vegan date rolls that are like omgziwtfpbbbttt! I mean, I would seriously be their baby momma, except they’re food … and that’s probably illegal … and most definitely retarded …
But I digress.
Anywayz, rock—I was all about it the other night when I saw indie darlings, Panic! At The Disco play like they were getting paid at Downtown Disney’s House Of Blues.
Glorious and uproarious, Panic! *did not* disappoint. The entire night they had a throng of thousands screaming and dancing, singing and sweating.
Some kids showed their appreciation by throwing up the punk rock-appropriate, rock hands, while other nerds *eh hem* me threw up razzle dazzle jazz hands. Other folks, they just threw up drinks.
Like literally—someone lobbed a can of Red Bull up into the air, and it came sloshing down all over me.
This baptismal by the ‘Bull was *awesome.*
Probably because I was pretty tired by the end of the night and Red Bull gives you wings … and/or wakes you by causing your eyeballs whichhavebeensprayedwithstickysweetness to sting … whatever.
So yeah, the only awkward moment in the night came when Panic! did a cover of the Smashing Pumpkins’ classic, “Tonight, Tonight,” and the kid next to me didn’t know the words.
And that was sad.
Partly because Tonight, Tonight is a reeeeally great song, but mostly because (I realized) my neighbor didn’t know it because she was FOURTEEN … and, therefore, likely creeped out by the screaming 26-year-old geez throwing up jazz hands, smelling of energy drinks and organic raisins.
… But I digress (again).
Other highlights of the show included: burlesque dancers, cabaret sing-a-longs, boys wearing makeup, me getting sweaty, and me getting kicked in the face(!).
All in all, it was amazing.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to rock … my pjs. G’night.
Hanni at Hannihaus dot com
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June 27th, 2006
dude… you’re getting all davinci code up in here!!! wtf???
is it just me, or is the first half of your post in english, and the rest of your blog in symbols?
I mean.. I’m all for rock-star hand guestures and stuff, but baby… I want to read your writes!
June 27th, 2006
Cze-Johnson Carrie–What the *&*)(&^$#@ R U talkin’ ’bout?!!! But seriously, my bad–it’s been a week since I’ve blogged and I’m trying how to remember how to write those things … they’re called … sentences?
June 28th, 2006
Hänni-cakes:
for some reason, the text on my screen of your blog (and your blog only) is showing up in a wing-dings font?
fear not, though… I figured out if I copy the garbly-gook stuff as it appears and paste it into another program such as word, then CHANGE the font from webdings or wingdings or ding dongs or whatever chocolatey dessert I think I need right now… anyways, I can then change it into a readable font.
I either have way too much time on my hands, or I just love you like that. Regardless… I figured out how to read what you’re writing. now.. if I could only contact scooby doo and his gang to explain to me why the heck I keep seeing your stuff all jacked up!
XXOO
June 28th, 2006
Cze-Johnson Carrie–Thanks for the heads up! The problem is, when i copy my stuff from word into my blog program, sometimes it adds special character tags which make it read all funky-like in IE. Now, I only use Firefox, so unless someone tells me about IE FreakOuts, I don’t really know about it. Still, I should’ve checked. Again, its been a while since I’ve blogged
June 28th, 2006
Sounds like a fun night, but I’m still stuck on the rolls with dates. Dates happen to be some of my favorite *things* of the dried fruits variety. I know you don’t eat non-organic non-vegan stuff, but there’s a tapas restaurant I go to that has bacon-wrapped dates to die for. It’s totally the dates that make everything taste so damn good!
June 28th, 2006
Yea!! You’re back! I haven’t blogged in like 2 weeks, so I can’t really talk.
I like Panic! at the Disco as well. I’m glad you had fun at the show. Tis a shame that the young teen did not know Tonight, Tonight…. great song. My friend went to a concert with a bunch of young folk and one of the tweens mocked her age. She never felt so old… and only at 23.
June 28th, 2006
It ain’t a party til somebody gets a combat boot to the face! I’m not even touching the “Tonight, tonight” thing - I’m just that saddened by the youth of today. It *is* cool to creep out the teen set, though, isn’t it?
June 29th, 2006
Dima—girl, I totally eat regular food too! Bacon wrapped dates? Sounds a little sketch, but I bet it works being as salt + sweet = tasty. I’ve never been to a tapas restaurant. We’ll have to go when I’m in town for Stanley.
Erin MC—The irony of the whole tweeny mocking thing is, the band that was entertaining them at said concert was probably closer to your friend’s age then the chilluns. Case in point: My Chemical Romance–the teenset swoons for Gerard Way, but IRL they’d never hang out b/c Gerard is like 28, omgz. Whatever.
Dog Mom—Yeah nothing says “good times” like a kick to the kisser, believe me. And yeah, creeping out/corrupting the teenyrockers of today–that’s quality stuff.
June 29th, 2006
Panic at the Disco are good, but they are no INXS fronted by JD Fortune. He is a God among men. Hehehee. BARF!
June 29th, 2006
Ultimately I’m jealous, but I can’t say I would have wanted the Red Bull in my eyes nor the foot in my face.
Did you teach the 14 year old next to you how to do jazz hands? I mean vintage is in and we’re vintage kid.
June 29th, 2006
OMFGWTFBBQ…
haha, rock star hands, I think you really mean show em the HORNS!!! but that has since been replaced with teh shocker. oh well, nice read, love the geekronyms!
June 29th, 2006
Hanni, I’m waiting to hear your comments on the whole Star Jones/Barbara Walters fiasco!!
June 30th, 2006
You got to see rock hands, (your own, yes!) razzle dazzle jazz hands, AND I’m too sexy for my Redbull hands?
LUCKY.
June 30th, 2006
Hanni you may be on to something. Red Bull and raisins. You could call it the Hanni Hurricane.
June 30th, 2006
YES WE WILL! That is all
June 30th, 2006
You do rock, gorgeous!