If, at any point this gigreport turns into a language none can understand or if there are too many "I LOVE THEM1!1!"-sentences in the middle, I blame Poets of the Fall.
I had my brothers graduation party in the morning, so I didn´t get there as early as anya. I wen´t there about 17.00 and we just hand out in the bar uppstairs. A little bit later the band got there and we restrained ourselves from wistling and clapping.
They went downstairs to do the soundcheck and now us three (Lunawolf had joined us) were drawn closer there. When we went downstairs with Lunawolf (anya was keeping the seats), we heard Marko singing, experimenting with his voice and I thought I´d died and went to heaven. The lyrics said something like "my Irish blood" and he sang them perfectly.There was this iron lattice between us and the downstairs bar, so we couln´t see them, just the bar ahead (the stage was on the side). But we heard them perfectly!
Then we went back upstairs(Lunawolf had to leave), the band went to eat (i guess) and when they came back, we went back downstairs (Lunawolf had come back too). When they played Don´t mess with me, we three just partied our heads off
. When the song ended, we clapped and cheered.
They continued playing and Mark came to take some water and then Ollie. When it was a little more quiet Mark came to talk with us. I asked how´s Klaara and he replied that she´s doing fine, living on the kitchen table and he has kept the card too
When Mark went away, Ollie came there to drink or something and he had trouble keeping a straight face
. A little bit later the POTF- Cheerleaders and Tuitu came and we all hugged each other ( I just love this POTF- community
When they finally opened, I went to the front row, right infront of the microphone. I stayed there, we danced a little and people started gathering closer to the stage.The last gig I´ve been to was on 30th of April and I started to show withdrawal symptoms about a day after that gig. When the guys got to the stage I screamed my head off and so did the rest of the audience
. The atmosphere on POTF-gigs is one I´ve never seen before.It´s relaxed and extreemly happy. The guys clearly have fun on the stage and the show changes every time, there´s no strict order of things. They really play for the audience and take the audience into concideration in what they do. Mark climbed on the railing and shook hands with people and most of the time he was really close I´m not complaining
. I sang along all the time. When in Shallow comes the La-la-laa-part, Mark came closer and closer with the microphone and my first thought was " I can´t sing!!", but I sang with him anyway, so I apologize
. Mark also stroke my hair once (this was really relevant information) , they fooled about and just had fun
. My favourite live songs are definately Don´t Mess With Me and Illusion & Dream.
When the gig was over, the guys came to shake hands with people, hug them and give autographs. Mark asked me how was this gig and what can you really say to that? My idea of a heaven would be continous gig like that? I just said that it was really good.I got my picture taken with Mark and I look confused, but how sane would you be?
I most definately wasn´t the only one who seemed to like them. There was a line for autograps and girls hugged and kissed Mark on cheek. And I even heard one girl asking Ollie: " What are you doing after this? " *nudge, nugde, wink, wink*
When they started to take the instruments away I still stayed there (somehow leaving was difficult).When they had taken pretty much everything away from the stage, I still stayed there(even anya and Lunawolf had left). Ollie was packing some towels away and then he gave me one of them. I must have looked like Gollum from Lord of the Rings with that towel
When even the cheerleeders had left, I went outside too to talk with anya on the phone (she was on her way home with the bus). My voice was getting steadily higher as I spoke about the gig. When I walked around the corner I saw the tour bus parked there and for some reason my legs did not obey me. I stayed there waiting to see them when they leave. When they left, I waved at them they honked the horn, Ollie and Mark jumped close to the window and all of them waved.
Needless to say I´m going to have this grin on my face for a couple of weeks from now.
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