We are not just few Catalans who grew up enjoying the discography of Blink-182. There is a generation in particular, situated between 80 and bit and 90, who lived part of his adolescence listening again and again "Enema Of The State", "Cheshire Cat" or "Take Off Your Pants & Jacket" . Shorts below the knees, rogue attitude, piques with fans of Limp Bizkit and The Offspring ... This was the order of the day for us, and we liked it! That is why from the moment I took the idea with great enthusiasm to address the Sant Jordi Club yesterday to get me the biggest thorn that kept since that time "teenager". Are you evil? I did not know that this action would be nostalgic almost completely overshadowed by the problems I encountered when arriving at the box office area ...
And is that Binaural invite reflection, and more specifically to the promoters of this country. Some are better and worse, bigger and smaller. Some may have more money, others less. But one thing should always be there: competence, professionalism. Last night almost fell off campus after receiving confirmation emails passes our photo + editor, but denying confirmation at the box office release of the entry. In the end, all agreed, we just wanted to offer a photo pass ... and when the concert of The All-American Rejects had already begun. How can we work in these conditions? And how can you tell us from U18, before we pass picture LTI people who "share the photos of other means and that's it"? Is this serious? I think not.
In the end I managed to enter with a pass obtained through various friends. Unbelievable, but true. And I enjoyed the concert. But I must admit that my feelings at that time were not very good. The episode lived off campus had not been really nice, and the sight of angry men for the late opening of doors (opened as The All American Rejects were playing) forced me to buy a soda and try to enjoy almost forced the AAR issues that were playing at that time.
Fortunately I soon get into the direct roll band Stillwater. Maybe Tyson and the rest of the band are closer to 30 than the 20 but that does not mean that AAR continues to be one of those bands gamberras, joker too easy repertoire and several follies. One example we saw on stage when the singer was attacked by a fit of those who so characterize it, threw water over and pretended to be swimming in the ocean. And so fresh, Ritter and AAR interpreted with people power 'Move Along', 'Top Of The World' and another as 'Gives You Hell' which led the applause of the fans of the city.
With British punctuality came the great moment that took us to see Blink-182 on stage in Barcelona. Mark on bass, Tom on guitar, Travis on drums and 'Feeling This' ringing. The sound was not the best but can I say, things enjoyed. Both the old songs and with the new, there was more synergy between them than expected. So I played 'Feeling This' and then 'Up All Night', which surfaced in court specially tearing guitar riff that characterizes it.
They had their moments to make the thug, and talk about "dicks", "cocks" and "eggs" (especially Tom). Even so it was probably overkill and sensation in general gave me his performance was largely positive. Unlike the previously seen with groups like Sum 41, Blink-182 still maintain a certain standard of dignity and professionalism in their career. Come out to play and, with the autopilot, go pounding song after song. Mark smiles, Tom and Travis does the donkey remains in second line, serious and serene, proving once again that mysterious rock star fame has led him to stardom.
Among all the set include just three times. The first was that it sounded 'The Rock Show' and 'What's My Age Again'? 'And served as a springboard for the final hearing of the room to enjoy hurl the trident of Poway. The second one where we enjoyed 'All The Small Things', perhaps more slowly than usual, but with the same fighting spirit and the same energy it took to fall in love with that song in its day. And last but not least, was that in which Travis was engaged to carry out their lofty drum solos. This guy is a real machine and not a plane crash could sweep away its power to control the instrument.
A few spoke out well, others badly. Fans railed defined sound, while the more nostalgic they felt happy despite the hour and a quarter-long performance. I must admit I am one of those seconds: just got this little hour smile as when I was 15, playing Tony Hawk PSX like a madman and me the chills listening to 'Josie' or 'Carousel'. Thanks for the good times guys! I hope to return soon.
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