What I learned this weekend is that I really like Fall Out Boy shows. I’ve only been to 2, but they’ve both been really great, fun experiences. Well, I’ve been to 3, technically, and that one didn’t make me giddy with joy. Whatever, I don’t know anything anymore, I guess. The show last night was just so FUN and I’m so happy that I’ve gotten to see them live a couple of times (that stupid Folie a Deux record release show was NOT a show, although I did get to finally meet Tracy, so it wasn’t a total bust). I am happy that they came out of hiatus with a GOOD album that I can listen to all the way through. And they played Death Valley. And I screamed out loud when they did that little bit of “$20 Nosebleed” with Brendon, because I was hoping that that might come to pass.
I am legitimately bummed that I don’t like this new Kate Nash album more. I love “My Best Friend is You” so, so, much. The songs really do make me Feel Things. Can’t win ‘em all, right? On the other hand, Waxahatchee is now in my life, and I listen to “American Weekend” a whole lot.
Solo, endless, skip-y dance party to “Young Volcanoes.” Also, Park Avenue had its Cute Dog Game on LOCK tonight. I absolutely winked at a Norwich Terrier (it’s really my dream dog).
So we go out to dinner for my aunt’s birthday, and the music at the restaurant has been loud and obnoxious all night, and as we are leaving, “Daft Punk is Playing at My House” comes on, and my mom totally thought it was “(U) Can’t Touch This.”
@butchwalker thanks for guiding the ship for us buddy. thats been one of the hardest parts to keep secret. you rule.— Pete Wentz(@petewentz) February 4, 2013