Terra

OH MY FREAKING GOD.

Oh my GOD.

Oh my god.

Ok. So. Front row, DEAD CENTER. RIGHT in front of Alex Kapranos. So he sang to us like...half the concert. And managed to somehow know all my favorite lines because every line I love in a Franz Ferdinand song sans one was sang directly to me. Including the whole chores of "Do you wanna" with sexy smirk, head jerk, and eyebrow arching. And Dark of the Matinees, and Dart of Pleasure and No you girls and KJUFGOYHGCXSLOIDXF(O%^DW*^%DEW)*^CW%EZATOY And they played EVERY song I wanted to hear sans one, and like...even ones I was kinda "Meh" about (Like the techno-y instrumental on Tonight) were fucking awesome.

Yes.

And they were walking back and forth pre-concert, so Ju went and begged the guy at the music store for the (one) poster they had up for the concert, and we started getting that signed. And then me and Ju caught a drum stick. And then we waited for the band afterwords and hung out with them and got all our stuff signed by everyone but Nick (Who had a broken/sprained/injured foot situation) They were all very sweet, and Scottish and I'm pretty much in love with Alex Kapranos and want to bear his children.

Although I've found, despite HIM being like...150% chill with Slash fan-fic of them, I myself can't deal with it without blushing a lot. At least not right now)