Circa Survive - second time around.

I saw Circa Survive last night.

Sure, I saw them at Warped Tour, but they sure as hell weren't headlining.

Dear And The Headlights opened up, they put on a great show and their stuff is actually really good so I'll be checking it out.

Unfortunately, last night's crowd was the lamest I had ever seen in my life. These kids looked dead. Or stoned. Someone forgot to give them the memo that ROCK SHOWS ARE FOR ROCKING OUT, not stand still and slightly bobbing your head. People should've been dancing.

Next out was Fear Before The March Of Flames. They kicked so much ass, I have got to go see them again! I had honestly forgotten how much I used to like them. Man they were awesome.

Third band on stage was OURS. Eh... I must say I was not impressed. They sound like the illegitimate child of Muse, Radiohead and Scott Stapp of Creed. But not in a good way! I swear they ripped off Muse, which was really sad because the singer kept inserting Christianity references in every other line, which I sure didn't appreciate. But I must say, the end of their set was BRILLIANT! It consisted of an epic 12-minute instrumental jam straight out of Mars Volta land.

And then Circa took the stage. Holy fucking hell.

I've never seen rowdier, more violent crowds than at Circa Survive shows. Which is kind of odd, seeing as none of their songs are very fast or, uh, angry.

The same thing goes for their Warped Tour performance (where I couldn't even breathe). The audience decided to cram, shove and maul their way to the front of the stage. Luckily I had managed to get their just minutes before the battle began.

About 5 minutes into the set two blonde, wasted chicks decided it would be a good idea to cram their way up next to me. BAD IDEA. The girl who made it the farthest proceeded to kick, shove and squeeze me up against the barricade, thoroughly bruising my ribs.

She also managed to spill BEER all over my shirt. But the ironic part was that she kept saying "I don't want to hurt you, I'm here for peace. Peace." Fucking hippie, go drink somewhere else.

I will never understand those who get drunk at shows they'd like to remember. Those people do not deserve to be up front.

Unfortunately the small girl on the other side of the blonde couldn't take it after a while and had to leave.

I yelled at the bitch, used a few choice words and called over a guard who finally pulled the drunk chick and her friend away from the barricade.

Finally, she was gone and I could enjoy the last third of the show, undisturbed. God I love Circa Survive. Anthony Green is a fucking lyrical genious! When they played Act Appalled, everyone LOST it. I jumped up and down and headbanged even though I was pressed up against the barricade so tightly I could hardly move. But it was sheer brillance.

During their last song, Dear And The Headlights, whose last show it was, came out on stage with their instruments and rocked it with the Circa boys.

The lights, giant balloons and confetti were definitely a nice touch too, I dare say.

Afterwards, we left the venue and hunted down the tourbus. We waited for about 30 minutes and then finally got to meet the band. I think we met Colin first. He was so incredibly cool! We talked a little bit, he signed my stuff and took a picture with me and actually complimented my Deftones shirt. Totally incredible. And I got to hold his can of Coke.

Then we met Nick, who was ironically eating cake a fan had brought for the band. Awesome. Nick is the coolest, funniest guy ever. I don't remember what all we talked about, but whatever it was, it kicked.

He signed my stuff and I got a picture with him. He actually had me feed him cake for the picture. Seriously, and I have proof.

We met Brendan next, which was equally awesome. My mind must have blacked out or something, because I hardly remember meeting him. Hmm... I got a picture and stuff signed anyway.

ANTHONY GREEN.

This guy is definitely one of my heroes, and I got to meet him. He's the coolest person, and so... real. It's really nice when bands aren't assholes who don't give a shit about their fans. We talked for quite a while, and he kept saying "Thanks", when he signed my stuff, so I was like "For what, letting you sign my stuff?", and he said "Yeah, and for being so cool." Anthony fucking Green said I was cool. Yeah. I totally hugged him.

Did I mention he's even awesome while relatively drunk (I think) and covered in sweat? Well, he is.

I MET CIRCA SURVIVE!

Anthony also told me that there should be a new record out next year. I simply cannot wait.

Circa, I love you more than I could ever put into words.

For my viewing pleasure...

Ticket, signed and unsigned.

Juturna

On Letting Go

When Anthony attacked the Fear Before The March Of Flames set.

And my new favorite article of clothing: