MCR was AMAZING!!!

Gerard looked completely delicious (though he kept complaining that the zipper of his $40 jeans was broken--I wasn't complaining, but he was), and the band rocked! The great thing about The Pageant (the venue I saw them at--actually "we", as my son and husband went too) is that everywhere you sit/stand is a great spot, super close to the stage. I could see every bead of sweat rolling down Gerard's face. The lighting was incredible, and the opening bands were...well, one kinda sucked, but the other, Billy Talent, was awesome (they're Canadian, eh?). And I (we) met this really cool girl and her step-mom, who were both great. But for One Thing, it would have been a perfect evening.

That One Thing was the woman in standing in front of me. She clearly had come to the concert for her son, who seemed like a pretty cool kid (he looked roughly 13 years old). But this woman...first, her gigantic, mushroom-shaped haircut kept getting in my view. And then, every time she danced it was a horrific blend of how I imagine she probably danced back in high school (the 80s, I'm assuming) and like some kind of dog humping the air. It was AWFUL. And then she kept hugging her son, much to his embarassment. Poor kid. Auntie Heather understands. In fact, this may be fodder for a future Vlad book.

So there ya have it. MCR rocked! Unfortunately, they were kicking people out for taking pics, so you'll have to use your imagination.
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