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GAYEST SHOW EVER.
GUUUUUUUUYS! Just got home from Panic's London gig! IT WAS GREAT. Brendon is completely adorable and totally upping the ante on the stagegay with help from his very very willing guitarist Dallon. I am a little annoyed with Spencer for hiding behind his kit all night - and for having a cymbal at the EXACT HEIGHT of his face. Damn him for being so shy.
The Hardwire Harlots were out in force.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bebunny, kopperblaze, xclusiveantonym, never_coming_bk and dancinbutterfly were all in our gaggle of fangirls, plus jenepel was around somewhere too.
So how about that Brendon?
How about him on the keyboard for Mona Lisa and then at the end of the song KICKING HIS STOOL like a fucking rockstar? How about that?
How about that point in the show where they put a couple of snares down the front of the stage - and I got REALLY excited that Spencer might like, come down to where we could SEE HIS FACE, but no, I was wrong, it was Brendon who flayed the SHIT out of them:
Or in the intro to 'Lying' when he was saying: "So who wants to get NAUGHTY tonight?" (Crowd goes wild) "Who wants to get NAKED?" (Crowd goes MORE wild) "Well just go ahead and get naked. I'm saying it's okay. You won't get in trouble, and if you do I'll bail you out."
For the record, Brendon did NOT take off any of his clothes. I was HIGHLY disappointed.
He was wearing a white shirt, a ridiculous bow tie, tight black pants and suspenders. AND a belt. (Belt and braces eh Bden?) About a song or two in he hooked his thumb under one suspender and seductively pulled it off his shoulder. He didn't actually do it to the other one (I remember the asymmetry was bothering me) so he continued for several songs that way until this exchange:
Dallon: Brendon, your suspender is not suspending.
Brendon: You can fix it later. *SMIRK*
Of course, today was Dallon's birthday. So, of course Brendon did a big speech about how he didn't want to make a big deal or anything about it, but hey, one of the band is having a birthday today, and something about wanting to sing his love for Dallon FROM THE ROOFTOPS, and then wishing him a happy birthday. Dallon turned redder and redder, then the crowd spontaneously broke into Happy Birthday To You which delighted Brendon endlessly. Then he and Dallon hugged it out. Adorable!
(Later, there was THIS TWEET from Dallon, which just proves that Panic continues to be the band that is IN LOVE and demands to have GSF written about them. &BOYS;)
And then during one song, I can't remember which one, they started channeling Frank and Gerard. Dallon FELL TO HIS KNEES at Brendon's feet, and arched back like a porn star. Brendon leaned over him and Dallon THRUST HIS HIPS UP OFF THE GROUND and STUCK OUT HIS TONGUE. (Cue demand for all the Bden/Dallon fic ever)
I'll give you a moment to picture that. (Or you can check out this reference photo because it was VERY similar to that.)
Someone threw a shoe onstage. Brendon picked it up and inspected it. "Oh this is a lovely shoe. Except it's a girl's shoe so I can't wear it. BUT SINCE WHEN HAS THAT STOPPED ME?" *SMIRK* (Cue demand for all the crossdressing fic)
Oh and later on someone had thrown a glow stick onstage and Brendon decided to put it down the front of his pants, leaving the end poking out his waistband. He pointed it at Dallon. They discussed it. There were suggestive hand motions. This was all directed at Dallon. I'm just saying.
The guys did a cover of The Smiths "How Soon Is Now" which was WONDERFUL and AMAZING and LOVELY and I have video of it here which has crappy sound so sadly does not do it justice, but it's worth it for the part 2/3rds of the way in when Bden and Dallon do a dorky little dance and then Bden threw himself at the crowd and I nearly dropped my camera because he was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. HI BDEN HI HI HI.
While introducing the last song of the night, Brendon decided to proposition the audience. Because he would like to fuck each and every one of us. Pity there are time constraints. Not that he doesn't have the stamina...
BRENDON YOU ARE A RIDCULOUS FACE AND AH LOVE YOU.
And what better way to end the show, than at the very end of the very last song, Brendon eyed off the crowd and dived off the stage into the audience, still managing to continue singing the entire time. Zack leapt in after him, tearing him from the hands of his adoring fans, much like a knight rescuing a damsel in distress. It took him a while to extract Brendon from the crowd as they had him by the suspenders. Brendon lost one suspender in the scuffle. ROCK STAR.
I am slightly annoyed at Spencer, who really is my favourite Panic boy, but who spent the whole gig hiding behind his kit. I did manage to get some video of him when he stood up at the VERY END and came down to throw his sticks into the crowd.
The setlist:
Pre-gig we'd seen the gaggle of fans who had scored Meet and Greet tickets go inside, so after the show we figured there probably wasn't much chance the guys would come out to sign. We hung around for a while anyway, and Zack came out and told the (rather large) group of people who were waiting by the stage door that the guys were really tired and weren't going to come out. The crowd thinned a little, we hung around a little longer thinking maybe we'd get to see them en route to the bus at least, and the crowd thinned a litte more and then a TINY WEE HOTASS came out!
He was really sweet and such a gentleman. There were still quite a bunch of us out there and Zack warned us that not everyone would get seen, Brendon would go down and back on the line ONCE and those up the back should hold their stuff forward. Sincexclusiveantonym and I were the tallest with the longest arms, we proferred tickets on behalf of everyone.
Missed Brendon on his first pass and he went past my waving hand on his second pass, but Zack saw me holding out my three tickets and directed Brendon to them. At which point I apologised "Sorry there's three of them" because apparently that's what I do when I meet famous people. I apologise a lot. BUT I did manage an actual conversation.
(Backtory: when we showed up at the venue that afternoon we got their during sound check and we could hear them sound checking through the doors. We heard them doing Mona Lisa and Always and then THEN I heard the strains of a very familiar song. Not a Panic song - no, but AC/DC's Highway to Hell. Brendon was KILLING IT, doing the throaty voice and everything. It was hilarious. They either did the whole song or a large chunk of it, I was half expecting it to be on the setlist.)
But YES I had someting to talk to him about.
Me: Hey, you did a great job on that AC/DC song in soundcheck, you were really channelling Bon Scott.
Brendon: You guys could HEAR THAT? (Looks embarrassed and delighted)
Me: Yeah, we were listening through the doors like a couple of creepers.
And thus is the story of how I told Brendon I was a creeper.
But hey! I got to meet Patrick Stump and Brendon Urie in the SAME WEEK. That is some gig mojo right there. Wahey!
The Hardwire Harlots were out in force.
bebunny, kopperblaze, xclusiveantonym, never_coming_bk and dancinbutterfly were all in our gaggle of fangirls, plus jenepel was around somewhere too.So how about that Brendon?
How about him on the keyboard for Mona Lisa and then at the end of the song KICKING HIS STOOL like a fucking rockstar? How about that?
How about that point in the show where they put a couple of snares down the front of the stage - and I got REALLY excited that Spencer might like, come down to where we could SEE HIS FACE, but no, I was wrong, it was Brendon who flayed the SHIT out of them:
Or in the intro to 'Lying' when he was saying: "So who wants to get NAUGHTY tonight?" (Crowd goes wild) "Who wants to get NAKED?" (Crowd goes MORE wild) "Well just go ahead and get naked. I'm saying it's okay. You won't get in trouble, and if you do I'll bail you out."
For the record, Brendon did NOT take off any of his clothes. I was HIGHLY disappointed.
He was wearing a white shirt, a ridiculous bow tie, tight black pants and suspenders. AND a belt. (Belt and braces eh Bden?) About a song or two in he hooked his thumb under one suspender and seductively pulled it off his shoulder. He didn't actually do it to the other one (I remember the asymmetry was bothering me) so he continued for several songs that way until this exchange:
Dallon: Brendon, your suspender is not suspending.
Brendon: You can fix it later. *SMIRK*
Of course, today was Dallon's birthday. So, of course Brendon did a big speech about how he didn't want to make a big deal or anything about it, but hey, one of the band is having a birthday today, and something about wanting to sing his love for Dallon FROM THE ROOFTOPS, and then wishing him a happy birthday. Dallon turned redder and redder, then the crowd spontaneously broke into Happy Birthday To You which delighted Brendon endlessly. Then he and Dallon hugged it out. Adorable!
(Later, there was THIS TWEET from Dallon, which just proves that Panic continues to be the band that is IN LOVE and demands to have GSF written about them. &BOYS;)
And then during one song, I can't remember which one, they started channeling Frank and Gerard. Dallon FELL TO HIS KNEES at Brendon's feet, and arched back like a porn star. Brendon leaned over him and Dallon THRUST HIS HIPS UP OFF THE GROUND and STUCK OUT HIS TONGUE. (Cue demand for all the Bden/Dallon fic ever)
I'll give you a moment to picture that. (Or you can check out this reference photo because it was VERY similar to that.)
Someone threw a shoe onstage. Brendon picked it up and inspected it. "Oh this is a lovely shoe. Except it's a girl's shoe so I can't wear it. BUT SINCE WHEN HAS THAT STOPPED ME?" *SMIRK* (Cue demand for all the crossdressing fic)
Oh and later on someone had thrown a glow stick onstage and Brendon decided to put it down the front of his pants, leaving the end poking out his waistband. He pointed it at Dallon. They discussed it. There were suggestive hand motions. This was all directed at Dallon. I'm just saying.
The guys did a cover of The Smiths "How Soon Is Now" which was WONDERFUL and AMAZING and LOVELY and I have video of it here which has crappy sound so sadly does not do it justice, but it's worth it for the part 2/3rds of the way in when Bden and Dallon do a dorky little dance and then Bden threw himself at the crowd and I nearly dropped my camera because he was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. HI BDEN HI HI HI.
While introducing the last song of the night, Brendon decided to proposition the audience. Because he would like to fuck each and every one of us. Pity there are time constraints. Not that he doesn't have the stamina...
BRENDON YOU ARE A RIDCULOUS FACE AND AH LOVE YOU.
And what better way to end the show, than at the very end of the very last song, Brendon eyed off the crowd and dived off the stage into the audience, still managing to continue singing the entire time. Zack leapt in after him, tearing him from the hands of his adoring fans, much like a knight rescuing a damsel in distress. It took him a while to extract Brendon from the crowd as they had him by the suspenders. Brendon lost one suspender in the scuffle. ROCK STAR.
I am slightly annoyed at Spencer, who really is my favourite Panic boy, but who spent the whole gig hiding behind his kit. I did manage to get some video of him when he stood up at the VERY END and came down to throw his sticks into the crowd.
The setlist:
Pre-gig we'd seen the gaggle of fans who had scored Meet and Greet tickets go inside, so after the show we figured there probably wasn't much chance the guys would come out to sign. We hung around for a while anyway, and Zack came out and told the (rather large) group of people who were waiting by the stage door that the guys were really tired and weren't going to come out. The crowd thinned a little, we hung around a little longer thinking maybe we'd get to see them en route to the bus at least, and the crowd thinned a litte more and then a TINY WEE HOTASS came out!
He was really sweet and such a gentleman. There were still quite a bunch of us out there and Zack warned us that not everyone would get seen, Brendon would go down and back on the line ONCE and those up the back should hold their stuff forward. Since
xclusiveantonym and I were the tallest with the longest arms, we proferred tickets on behalf of everyone.Missed Brendon on his first pass and he went past my waving hand on his second pass, but Zack saw me holding out my three tickets and directed Brendon to them. At which point I apologised "Sorry there's three of them" because apparently that's what I do when I meet famous people. I apologise a lot. BUT I did manage an actual conversation.
(Backtory: when we showed up at the venue that afternoon we got their during sound check and we could hear them sound checking through the doors. We heard them doing Mona Lisa and Always and then THEN I heard the strains of a very familiar song. Not a Panic song - no, but AC/DC's Highway to Hell. Brendon was KILLING IT, doing the throaty voice and everything. It was hilarious. They either did the whole song or a large chunk of it, I was half expecting it to be on the setlist.)
But YES I had someting to talk to him about.
Me: Hey, you did a great job on that AC/DC song in soundcheck, you were really channelling Bon Scott.
Brendon: You guys could HEAR THAT? (Looks embarrassed and delighted)
Me: Yeah, we were listening through the doors like a couple of creepers.
And thus is the story of how I told Brendon I was a creeper.
But hey! I got to meet Patrick Stump and Brendon Urie in the SAME WEEK. That is some gig mojo right there. Wahey!
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added you btw.
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I just get easily sidetracked by how eye-ball meltingly hot Spencer James Smith V is. That's how Caesar says five. ;D
I'm sidetracked right now at work, recording the audio for the Ustream they just did lol. TOMORROW I SEE MCR THOUGH. AND THE NEXT DAY. AND OMG I'M TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT IT SO I SLEEP TONIGHT.
I'm sure you'll see the flood of emotions and incoherence on Sunday. :DDDD LOVE YOU!
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I WILL MOST DEFINITELY FORGIVE YOU IF YOU WATCH FRANK AND GERARD NONE STOP AND GIGGLE/SQUEE/MAKE A MENTAL NOTE OF EVERYTIME THEY GO NEAR EACH OTHER!!!...WHAT...THAT'S NOT HOW I SPEND EVERY MCR SHOW ON MY TIPPY TOES BECAUSE I AM A MIDGIT TO SEE IF THEY ARE HUMPING EACH OTHER...WHAT?! I DON'T OK I DON'T!
... loves you ^_^ *squishy*
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