In Anticipation

Tonight I'm going to the Flobots show at the Avalon, and I am super, super stoked. Not enough people know who Flobots are. Instead of linking to them, allow me to just scream this with the beating of my heart: I CAN RIDE MY BIKE WITH NO HANDLEBARS. NO HANDLEBARS. NO HANDLEBARS. Okay. See, you may know this song as the song that everyone dubs "overplayed" or "lame and addicting." I know this song as the song which pumps through my veins and is addicting, and makes me want to take over a nation with my bare hands, and maybe give birth to a baby.

I'm sure that when it comes time, years from now, to actually give birth to a baby, instead of some calming tranquil new age music, I'll put on a playlist of this song and Stronger, by Kanye West, and maybe a few Rage Against the Machine songs. I figure that it will be baby time. Give birth to a human time. And giving birth to a baby sounds like work.

Anyway, I'm going to Flobots tonight only for Flobots. You know, sometimes you'll see a show listing and say, "All of those are bands I am willing to attend." For example, Honda Civic Tour '07. I went for Fall Out Boy, but I went early for Cobra Starship and The Academy Is. (Technically, that was supposed to be an ellipses, but it was also the end of a sentence, and it would have looked like "The Academy Is...." and that's no good.) This show lists as Flobots, Doomtree, P.O.S, and Self-Expression Music. I don't know any of those bands. But, to judge a book by its cover, those sound like metal bands. Nu-metal bands. NU-METAL BANDS.

I guess we'll see what it ends up being. And whatever it is, I'll write about it on here. Like I said, I'm super stoked. I love Flobots. Maybe I'll somehow get a CD, or a shirt, or maybe even a concert wristband!

Speaking of which, does anybody else get upset when they go to a show and don't get a tag? I mean, I do. It makes me so sad. Sometimes, that's the only souvenir you get. I wore my HCT wristband for literally one year and then it fell off. It tore in half. Then, I tacked it to my wall. It's not that I'm like a pack-rat, it's that I like nostalgia. Rubik's Cube I've never solved! John F. Kerry presidential poster! Various vittles of homemade art! These are all things found in my room.

The first sentence you'll read out of my mouth on the Flobots recap is whether or not I got a wristband.