{"id":54858,"date":"2013-09-07T12:59:56","date_gmt":"2013-09-07T17:59:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brookegeery.com\/?p=54858"},"modified":"2013-09-07T12:59:56","modified_gmt":"2013-09-07T17:59:56","slug":"mfnw-saves-the-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/?p=54858","title":{"rendered":"MFNW Saves the Day!"},"content":{"rendered":"\t<h1>Archives<\/h1>\t\t<p>While I&#8217;m admitting to being old and falling asleep at shows, I should also note I once feel asleep in the front row on an emo show. It was my friends&#8217; band, formerly Hijack the Disco, now known as HIJK, because Panic! at the Disco issued them a cease a desist. Anyway, I had gone to a wedding reception prior, been drinking all day, and as soon as I sat down (even in the FRONT ROW) I just nodded off. It was a small show, so obviously the band was aware of my absurd behavior, and proceeded to throw my name into songs to try and wake me up. It didn&#8217;t work.<\/p>\n<p>That said, I have NEVER slept through a Saves the Day show. It&#8217;s hard to sleep when you&#8217;re bouncing up and down and punching the air, ya know. I love Saves the Day and when I heard they were playing Musicfest Northwest, it was the only reason I secured a wrist band.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/?attachment_id=54860\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-54860\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-54860\" alt=\"photo copy 8\" src=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/photo-copy-8-550x412.jpg\" width=\"550\" height=\"412\" srcset=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/photo-copy-8-550x412.jpg 550w, https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/photo-copy-8-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/photo-copy-8.jpg 1632w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>However, Saves the Day did not take the stage at the Hawthorne Theater until 10:30, which had I sat at home waiting for, I would have been dead on the coach before it started. Instead I figured we might as well take advantage of our VIP access and go check out the big show in Pioneer Square &#8212; Animal Collective. Figuring I&#8217;d heard of them, and any &#8220;alternative&#8221; band that managed to penetrate my brainspace must have at least one hit I would like, we headed across the bridge to check it out. Apparently, Animal Collective is like some hipster Phish that just plays long stints of noise with banging and stuff. I made it through three &#8220;songs&#8221; before deciding a drink at a bar sounded a little more pleasurable.<\/p>\n<p>We got to the Hawthorne Theater a little before 10 and the opening band, Into It. Over it, was still on stage. Jared had informed me I would probably like them, because they&#8217;re &#8220;emo&#8221; and had I been in college, I probably would have. But realistically, the reason I like Saves the Day isn&#8217;t because that sound still gets me going, it&#8217;s because it reminds me of being 19 driving around in So Cal, or being in college in Bellingham. And I know all the words.<\/p>\n<p><iframe src=\"\/\/instagram.com\/p\/d8rP33nFUE\/embed\/\" height=\"710\" width=\"550\" frameborder=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>It seems I am not the only on either. Granted, it wasn&#8217;t a huge crowd, but you could describe the pit as &#8220;frothing&#8221; any time they played a classic from Through Being Cool. And much like myself, any time they played new songs, the crowd mellowed a bit. But the show was long and I stayed awake, a true testament to the fact that I just need epic entertainment.<\/p>\n<p>And as if that wasn&#8217;t enough, here&#8217;s me after the show, just hanging out with Chris Conley (read: nerdily asking if I could get a picture with him.)<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/?attachment_id=54859\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-54859\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-54859\" alt=\"f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7\" src=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7-550x550.jpg\" width=\"550\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7-550x550.jpg 550w, https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/brookegeery.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/f87548a4178f11e3a84e22000a9e5ad6_7.jpg 612w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Archives While I&#8217;m admitting to being old and falling asleep at shows, I should also note I once feel asleep in the front row on an emo show. 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