This post is incredibly overdue, but the whole experience has been hard to formulate in to words until I actually look back on it in retrospect. It was a night of confusion really; it was my very first concert. When we got there, Maggie and I had no idea what we were doing or where we were going, because neither of us were very familiar with the whole "concert experience". We had VIP passes, so we got to enter in through backstage. The only problem with that, is that we were lost almost immediately. We tried about four different ways to go, and we finally found our way in to the arena. We were there really early. In the whole arena, only about thirty seats were filled. The front was packed almost immediately upon entering. Everyone wanted to be as close to the stage as humanly possible, and they did just that. So did we.
In the beginning of the concert we were about thirty-five feet from the stage to the right (if you can vaguely envision that). We waited there for a good hour, just chilling out, waiting for the show to start. To be perfectly honest, I felt quite claustrophobic in the small amount of people that were there, and I feared that later on, we would be moshing. But then eventually we started to talk to the people around us. There were a couple of short, pretty girls there. I remember noticing the older one specifically because of her fantastically pink hair and thinking that their mother looked like my Aunt Julie who lives in Australia. The older one with the pink hair was (if I remember correctly) Zoe, and her sister was Hannah. She started off our first conversation by exclaiming, "Man, I hope there's moshing here tonight.", and I just laughed and responded, "I have a feeling there's going to be moshing here tonight, so don't worry." And the four of us just kind of hit it off from there. We talked schools, boys, celebrities, girls, our mutual interest in bands, etcetera. They were quite fun to be around. I made short jokes, Maggie made Jon jokes, all three of them made boy jokes; we just had a blast.
After what seemed like an eternity, the opening act, Nico Vega, finally marched on and started to play. I've loved Nico Vega for a while now, and I felt like a total hipster, because for once in my life I knew an indie band that all these music junkies didn't. I was very happy to find that they rocked live as well as on recording, and it made me even happier to hear the people around me saying things like, "Why haven't I heard of these guys before? They're good!" or "I'm looking them up later." Nico Vega ends, and there is an overly long thirty minute wait for The Naked and Famous to appear as the second act of the night. Was it worth the wait? Sadly, no.
As The Naked and Famous took the stage, I immediately pointed out that they looked like they were trying to be super hipster, and I was SO right. The guitarist had that Macklemore style, short on the sides, long on top, hairdo, but just a tad longer; the pianist and female vocalist had a more slicked back version of the former. They also dressed as hip and new as possible. Their whole vibe just bugged me; I felt like they thought they were better than us. The music they played was alright. It did not make me want to run and but their album. I liked how much bass they used though. Those of you who know me well enough have probably heard me say that my soul is made of bass, so this pleased my soul. But other than that, The Naked and Famous felt more like that awkward church band that tries to be super cool and mix things up but always ends up falling flat.
Then, on the eighth day, God created Imagine Dragons.
That's obviously not how it really worked, but the the sound of ultimate indie rock glory filled my ears and kept me entranced once the two (or so) hour performance began. They began with an opening riff while a huge jumbotron-like sphere displaying a moon rose, and since then, it's been a blur. I don't even remember all the songs they played, I only remember Radioactive, Monster, Tiptoe, and Top of the World, even though there were so many more than that. All of their songs sounded BETTER live than on recording, and my biggest fear when seeing a band live is if they suck live. That is not the case with Imagine Dragons. Each member played their part skillfully and the only stuff that was backtracked was some of the multilayered synth stuff because there was only one keyboard dude who also played a ton of other instruments. One thing I'm happy to remember distinctly was when Imagine Dragons played one of the greatest rock songs ever written, Tom Sawyer by Rush.
Imagine Dragons
Played a Rush song
And they did it really freaking well.
I CAN'T EVEN
Imagine Dragon's drummer, Daniel Platzman, was sick behind that set. He obviously doesn't have the Neil Peart drum cage, but he made due with what he had, and he made due well. The lead guitarist Wayne Sermon and bassist Ben McKee both had their own solos, and brothas can JAM. Sermon had some of the tastiest licks I've heard from any guitar. He's going to go places. See, I can't even formulate professional sentences anymore because my fire for Imagine Dragons has been rekindled.
I'll end here, but I have to thank a few people first. I have to thank Shure first off, and their artist relations guy, C. I can't name him by name, but I hope he gets to read this and know how grateful I am that he could make this happen. I have to thank my best friend Maggie, for accompanying me to one of the most spectacular nights of my life and for being there when others weren't. I have to thank Imagine Dragons, even though they will most likely never read this, for being my favorite band and for killing it. I lastly have to thank my mother, who went through all the trouble of talking to Shure and making sure that I represented them well, and for all the hard work she has ever done for me and will do. Words will never be enough to explain how much I appreciate you mom, but I'll do my best to show it more in the future.
So bottom line, Imagine Dragons rules.
FUN FACT: Did you know that Dan Reynolds of Imagine Dragons is married to Aja Volkman of Nico Vega and they have a kid? Probably not. I didn't know until I researched the bands a bit.
The Last of Us tells the story of An older man named Joel, and a fourteen year old girl named Ellie, following their journey across the country twenty years after a virus outbreak ravages humanity. Watching their relationship grow from a mutual dislike to a loving father-daughter relationship. For the longest time, I thought Nolan North (who is also in TLOU) was the king of voice acting ranging from Nathan Drake, Deadpool, and a fantastic optional voice in Saints Row IV. This is no longer the case. The new king and queen are Troy Baker and Ashley Johnson. When you listen to their conversations, you cannot help but be engrossed in all of Ellie's witty quips, and Joel's evasive answers. Ellie quickly becomes the star of TLOU, and her questions about what the world was like before the outbreak, her sarcastic remarks, and her loyalty to Joel make her an incredibly in-depth character unlike any other I've ever seen in a game. Much of this effect is thanks to excellent sound design; guns have a satisfying kick and pop, the sound of a looming clicker in the dark is rightfully terrifying, and realistic voice effect across rooms make everything feel real. 
