Twenty Øne on the 21st

Did I fall down a hole? Well, kinda. And now that I’ve clawed my way out, lemme share with you the best part of my absence: going to see Twenty Øne Pilots in concert.

 

On July 21st, I saw TØP. Get it? Twenty Øne on the twenty first? I crack myself up.

 

Last year, the day the tickets went on sale, the hubs bought a set of four. We pulled a surprise scavenger hunt on Christmas and surprised the spawn. But man alive, eight months of waiting. Ugh.

 

Oh, there was a friend of Thing 1 who wanted to go. So she knew beforehand and didn’t even spill the beans. Good job, girl whose name isn’t Carmen, no matter how many times I called you that.

 

So, finally, the day arrives. Cue the alarm clock at 2:15 a.m. Yup. You read that correctly. It’s a 3 ½ hour drive one way for us, and we wanted a good place in line. An email had come two days before warning us NOT to camp (um…I can neither confirm nor deny we were going to do this…totally true, though) and that the venue would NOT allow anyone to line up prior to 6:00 the morning of the 21st. So we figured we’d be thirty minutes early. No biggie, find a place to park.

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Some people don’t care about rules. Upon our arrival, we were about 150 people back. At 5:30. Found out later that the first bunch in line had been camping since the day the email was sent. No matter, dirty rule breakers…we unpacked our chairs and coolers for the long day.

 

Little did we know, until many hours later, that we were part of the largest group, to date, that had lined up prior to a TØP concert. By noon, we were still in our spot, while hundreds and hundreds fell into rank behind us. Groups filled the sidewalk block after block. And with hours to kill, we sometimes looked like this:

TOP line wait

(Yes that is just my little group by itself. Somehow, we ended up being placed between a staircase to UC Berkeley and a driveway—just enough room for the five of us.)

 

Somewhere around the seventh hour, I fell asleep in my chair. Everyone napped at some point. At 4ish, we left the hubs in line and the girls and I trekked to the car with all of our gear. We knew the line would be shifted and didn’t want to juggle everything. On the way into the parking garage, a bearded guy, his wife and their little girl were playing near the entrance to the venue (where the bands’ buses enter). Thing 1 commented on the lil’ one’s ball. The guy was super nice. Found out later, he is Darren King, the AMAZING drummer for Mutemath. I capitalized that for a reason. Please do yourself a favor and watch him in action. He’s all over YouTube.

heavy breathing

Odd thing happened before the line pushed forward to go into the Greek Theater. We were approached by Mark Eshelman of Reel Bear Media. They produce weekly updates for TØP and post them to YouTube. He asked to interview us because we came as a family. Mark was stellar and hilarious. When he left (and I still had no idea who he was), the spawn totally fangirled over meeting him. Maybe we’ll make the cut for last week!

 

And how cool is finding this tweet after waiting hours and hours?

TOP tweet

 (there’s Thing 1 & Thing 2 on a retweet by the Hubs)

We had two secret weapons as the time grew close: Thing 1 and Thing 2. They had been to a TØP concert earlier in the week (long story involving lucky spawn and gracious uncle), so we knew there would be two stages. I fear the pit. Too much pushing. Too little caring. So, we found the second stage and sat three feet from it. Yes, three feet.

 

Chef’s Special started off the concert. Along the reggae lines, they reminded me of another band. Then Mutemath came on and I thoroughly enjoyed their set. That lead singer has moves like a penguin.

 

I cried when TØP started. I wasn’t there as a mom who brought her kids or a wife with the family because they were all going. There’s already a post here about how much I enjoy the group. And the more I learn the lyrics, the more I appreciate Tyler and Josh.

 

TØP engages their fans. The crowd sang every bit as loudly as Tyler did. And that proximity to the second stage? As chinzy as it sounds, it was almost intimate to watch two friends play for a crowd of 8,500.

TOP Tyler up close

(Why is he blurry? He never stands still…)

Would I suggest TØP concerts? Whole-heartedly. They don’t just play songs, they give you an experience.

TOP Berkeley

Would I go to another TØP concert? February 2017. Boom.

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About sarahb5149

When tasked with how to describe myself, I get quiet, leading people to believe that I am trying to come up with something deep and meaningful. In fact, I am trying to decide which to display without confusing them. I'm a Christian. And that doesn't mean that I simply say it - I love the Lord and have figured out over the years that He knows what He's doing, even when I am stomping my feet or looking at Him like I have no clue what is going on (*hint* it happens more than I'd care to admit). Writing has been a passion of mine since I was a wee lil' thing; I kept my first poem in all of it's stammering, unevenness. Wife and mom, daughter and sister, aunt and Sunday School teacher, I adore the roles that God has given me. A bit of a sci-fi nerd, geek and self proclaimed dork, there isn't much that I won't try at least once...unless it involves mayonnaise because that stuff is just gross. View all posts by sarahb5149

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