First, we brushed our teeth, and delighted ourselves.
'We Ragazz' opened, and Captian Foxy The Lead Singer did his damndest to get the crowd to clap along. But the crowd was feeling like the first one to clap would get laughed at and depantsed or something, because he had to say into the microphone, "For God's Sake, People. Put your hands together, will you?"
Oh Seattle, when will you let the pain of eleventh grade wash into the sound?
Mister Nova bit his lip! Then he played the trumpet until his lip fell right off! It did!
As we were already feeling a bit like high schoolers, some folks took it upon themselves to shout, in Fraternity and Unison, the name of the song they wanted to hear. John D proceeded to ward off their attacks with his fierce awesomeness.
All jokes aside, kids. This was a fantastic show. All the purity and clarity of J.D.'s voice resonates live, and I was able to appreciate every facet of each song. I like guitars. I like bass and drums. But I also really like the story a song tells. The whole show was captivating.
And they encored. Twice. It was hot.
And, as promised, His Royal Majesty