Rat a Tat

Here we are again. Sitting in excitement about what is to come.

Monumentour is two days away. It's a little surprising to me how excited I am. I remember when I got it into my head that I wanted to go to a Paramore concert. I remember when I told myself to stop being silly about the fact that they were coming with Fall Out Boy. I even remember when the game changer happened.

A friend of mine had me watch the video Fall Out Boy made for their album. The entire album. While it was a bit much, it did what it was made to do. It gave me a reason to sit and listen to the album. A decision that lead to me purchasing it for further research.

My only opinion is it's so good. When I listen to Paramore, I want to see them live. I had it in my mind that I needed to make this happen. So I purchased a ticket to Monumentour. Now, listening to Save Rock and Roll, it's getting to the point that I get butterflies in my stomach thinking about the greatness of this concert. To say I am excited... Butterflies. I literally want to jump for joy when I think about it. I can hardly wait to be present for this showcase of... Of what I feels speaks to and resonates in my soul. A bit much. I don't care.

Music that I love is going to happen in live in a venue and I will be there. I will see the music as it unfolds from their hands and throats. I will ride the highs and lows of the energy put off by those surrounding me who also feel the love I feel. Why would I want to be anywhere else?

Whoa. I am riling myself up. I shall stop talking about this until a later date.