Lol I just don’t get along with them, I don’t like the tension of two gay men together surrounded by others.Edit: I guess i like to be a jerk and think I’m better than them if im being truthful. A flaw in me that I suppose is something I know I have but don’t try to push out, I somehow admire it to allow myself a fake sense of self confidence. Which in all sounds rediculous and makes me seem like an asshole, but that’s just something about me that some people realise and maybe dodge around… It’s a true wonder how people like me at all, but than again I guess I’m just a gay kid with feelings.
Just had the most bullshit time in Brighton. I pretty much loved it like pigs love rolling in mud!
A band I have, for a long time, highly appreciated (Ball Park Music) was playing at this club/venue called ‘The Blind Tiger’. And Sarah and I were on our way to spend the night watching and drinking and to have a good time all round! They had a couple of other acts playing side gigs with them, Eliza Jaye who had a beautiful voice and could punch ballads like a bad ass. And another band called Wayward Daughter who are quite similar to Paramore but can also rock the stage in their own way, who were still great to watch. BUT nothing can surpass the feeling when BPM came onto the stage, I already had my adrenaline pumping from the previous acts (or maybe it was part alcohol woosiness) and when BPM did come on stage I just felt ecstatic and knew it would be a great performance. From a band that I had listened to all throughout my last years of highschool and up until this day it still is wicked to see them live and things did get better an better as the night went on.
However, what was to happen after seeing Ball Park Music could be the closest experience I’m ever going to have to feeling famous. D (our newly found friend), Sarah and I stood by the bar next to the band and tried to be so subtle in our attempt to make some type of conversation with them, and to get a photo as a perfect souvenier to finish the night off with. We some how glided on in and the guys were cool and super genuine so it wasn’t as hard as what we thought it would be. I was talking to one of the twins about the gig, but then he twisted his head and stared at me with huge intrigue, or curiosity… And asked in a very slow sentence, “Do I, kno-ow you from somewhere?” And in my head I was like, ‘WHAT.’ Than he continues and asks, “are you the guy who snapchats us?” And I say back to him that it could be a probability (because they did release their snapchat name on twitter for an exclusive time limit of 30 minutes which I was lucky enough to see and add), than he proceeds again to say- “are you that guy who was in the spinning chair asking us who runs the BPM Snapchat while drinking a slurpee?” Very accurately describing the exact snap I sent, and so of course I say yes. And he just highfives me and says that was his favourite snap that he’s ever received. And I just literally faint (well my brain just pauses for a minute- no fainting like a fan girl was involved in the 3 minute chat), he asks his co-band member Sam and he too gives me that same slight twist to the head look and says “holy shit it is you!” and they had apparently noticed me before just hanging around the bar. I felt like a fucking movie star or some shit similar because me, Sam Bennett, the kid from the south western part of Australia who has achieved nothing too overwhelming at all in his life, is recognised by a band that he loves, and it blows his fucking mind to know that he was a literal 10 second laugh to a bunch of teens who play some instruments from Brisbane… It’s just something you would never think could be true. Or maybe I am just fangirling over it and you’re bored of my long paragraph. But it’s something I’ll easily remember for the rest of my life. So thanks BPM for being a bunch of cool and crazy cats!
I have seen the band at another gig once before in Bunbury but it was absolute shit, not the band- the crowd there. They were just all bogans getting drunk off their nuts and going mad. They had a couple of glassings which was insane and also a girl passed out on the barrier from a guy crowd surfing towards the front of the stage hitting the mic that Sam (the lead singer) was using and knocking him in the face, while the crowd surfers foot hit the girl in the head to knock her out. In the end I felt pretty embarrassed for the local town and the band ended up leaving the stage early only playing a total of 6 songs. Which sucks because you expect people to all want a good time, but the rowdiness factor just was too much.
Anyway, off that rant, this set in Brighton was much longer than 6 songs, with two covers done in the BPM sound, one of ‘December 1963’ by The Four Seasons, and ‘Day and Night’ by The Kinks at the end of their set which was brought on by the crowds encore, which the band felt like they were truely being encored for so they made it a good final show. The band, and Sam especially, had us all going wild, then to make it even crazier he came down and jived in the pit with us and it was just awesome!
BUT! Before all this I did have to use the bathroom before they started, (these details are important!) though guys bathrooms never seem to have mirrors. And I have to make sure I look perfect, so I persuaded Sarah to be guard for me so I could check myself before I wrecked myself (which ended up being innevitable) in the girls bathroom. As I’m being obsessed with myself, one of the stall doors open and it’s little Jen (Bass and vocals) and I was like, “oh…. Just borrowing the mirror for a sec.” Which she was cool with, so I decided I could make small talk. And all I could think of was how she only got her braces on recently before the first lone gig I saw of them back in Bunbury, November 2012. And thought it would be a good ice breaker, so I continue with- “how long have you got your braces on for still?” Which just makes the situation so incredibly random as a male in the females bathroom talking to the girl jammer of one of my favourite bands questioning the genetical changes to her teeth, it’s not the usual setting to ask these things… But she was totally fine with it, and it actually made me appreciate the band for being all rounded genuinely nice people even more.
After the whole show though, you do look like a sweaty mess and you have to use the bathroom one more time (not everyone is blessed with rainwater-tank-sized bladders!) after drinking so much, but you couldn’t just leave mid song! So it came to that time of the evening and blow and behold when I walk in, the twin drummer was there doing his own business, and I paused to think ‘do I say anything’, but I had to compliment him for his efforts of the night, maybe it was an awkward time to choose again, but you have to thank someone at any opportunity if they give a great performance like they did, which he wasn’t as cool with as what Jen was, but he still appreciated the gesture… I hope.
So all in all it has to be the best performance I’ve seen of them hands down! (And I’ve seen them 5 times now, so I can safely say I feel like a dedicated and sufficed fan). And now I’m travelling back to London on the train away from the little sea side town of Brighton, and all I can do is look out the window and view the little ‘A framed’ cottages lined up one by one with the shining sun making all the white thatched walls glisten. So it makes me happy to sit here and reminiss about last nights events, and to come to the thought that I definately had a good time here in Brighton and that I’ll be coming back very, VERY soon!