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- jedi_grrlie March 2006
- moveadvice72 March 2006
- tune1shade March 2006
So I've FINALLY posted all those pics and reviews!
So, y'all know how I've been swearing up and down for months that I'd post pics and reviews from the three OK Go concerts I've been to recently? (Plus my Franz Ferdinand concert pics. Plus my Apollo Sunshine ones.)
Yeah, well, I finally finished.
So here are the links to all the posts can be found at this post on my LJ.
And just in case you need some convincing, here are some teaser pics to get you over there:
10/17/05 in Boston:
Find out about Gumdrop!OK Go! (And why Gumdrop!Rusty was being a pain.)
See Damian being way sick.
See Tim being way cool.
And find out what's going on in this pic.
11/4/05 in Northampton:
OK Go is awesome.
OK Go dancing is awesome.
Rufus crucifying himself is awesome.
^^But WTF is going ON in this pic??????? ????????(Hint: It's the Pelvis Story!
)
Yeah, well, I finally finished.
So here are the links to all the posts can be found at this post on my LJ.
And just in case you need some convincing, here are some teaser pics to get you over there:
10/17/05 in Boston:
Find out about Gumdrop!OK Go! (And why Gumdrop!Rusty was being a pain.)
See Damian being way sick.
See Tim being way cool.
And find out what's going on in this pic.
11/4/05 in Northampton:
OK Go is awesome.
OK Go dancing is awesome.
Rufus crucifying himself is awesome.
^^But WTF is going ON in this pic??????? ????????(Hint: It's the Pelvis Story!
) 
Comments
1/27/06 in Boston:
Rusty!
Very sweaty Damian.
Rusty and Damian, rocking out.
Timness!
Damian, going bike messenger style.
Dan, hiding behind percussion equipment.
The cutest picture of Damian EVER. EVER.
Oh, and remember that anti-u-t-i-l-i-z-e t-shirt I made for the concert?
Yeah, that's Damian poking me in the boobs with his Sharpie. Be jealous.
All of this uploading and writing took me forEVER (blame Photobucket for being such a pain in the ass and me for being too dumb to switch to Flickr...), so if you don't go check out my posts, I'll cry. For reals.
(Just fyi, the LJ posts tend to be wordy- I write too much, what can I say- and picture-heavy. Not really good for dial-up connections. But go anyway and make me happy.)
*skips off*
Hang on...
This isn't an ass shot, strictly speaking. But it's still hot.
Oh, and an old one from the 3/26/05 show:
I know I have more posted amongst those, uh, posts.
Haha. Well, when my subjects are consistently this gorgeous, it's really hard not to have great pictures like this. I have to try and make sure that it doesn't go to my head...
Hee hee hee.
Buahahahahahahaha. We should go to a concert and you can wear that shirt, and I'll wear my "anti-u word that we don't speak here" shirt, and boggle Dami's mind. It'll be awesome. I'm sure in the ensuing mental confusion that we'll be able to extract the secret behind track 14 without him realising it. Muahaha.
Sounds like a plan. Only I live in California and you live in Massechusetts, I think. So, do I go to you? do you come to me? or should we meet each other in Texas or something? I think we should just get as many people at every concert around the world to wear homemade shirts with witty remarks on them, and create an army of outspoken okgo fans.
Texas sounds good. We need a boardie army.
Of course, we'd be the most incompetent army ever. We would be sharging into battle and Don't Ask Me would come on and we'd just all stop and dance.
..you know that's exactly what would happen.
..you know that's exactly what would happen.
At least we'd all be coordinated and dapper in our paisley suits and nifty ties. We'd be the best-dressed army EVER.
Hahaha! That is true. We could also easily outmaneuver anyone in chain mail... it would help that we would be ultra-limber from practicing the boys' dance moves.
We'd work in pairs a la Matrix bit: one of us would be Tim and duck the blow, while the other would be Damian, and strike from behind.
On second thought, yes, we'd be unstoppable. We could always blind them with our collective shiny brooches.
OMG YES! Broaches, mismatching suits, sweet moves...we'd have it all in the bag!
I think we should have boot camp. It would involve being forced to learn all the lyrics (for newbies, of course), and strenuous work-outs in effort to improve our dancing skills.
'tis called Flash Mobbing. I remember it well. My personal favoirte was the group of people who gathered in the Times Square Toys R' Us to worship that fucking huge animatronic dino. Ahhaha. What a group of beautiful people.