What a treat of a gig this was. Hawthorne Heights with support from Mark Rose of Spitalfield - like being in a time capsule.
For a brief moment (hour or two) I forgot I was 27 and all my worries and fears were left at the door. I felt 14 again. That kid that used to sit in ICT lessons, trying to find proxy sites on the sly, so she could log in to MySpace and stream Hawthorne Heights and Silverstein tracks from their pages. You know, because I didn't have Sky TV back then, and the only way to find music was either from MySpace, Kerrang or the free DVD and CDs you would get from Victory Records. This is how I remember it.
There was always something special about finding music back then. I don't think it's really quite the same now. I mean it's great that we get to discover music much more easily now, but there was always something fun about discovering music back then.
Anyways, back to the gig. I finally got to see Hawthorne Heights, one of few bands from my childhood I have never tired of, or grown out of, and guess what; It's been a week and I am still pumped! Those are the best gigs, right? Where you feel on a high afterwards.
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