OUR! LOVE! never dies.

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right, so we all know by now that my camera sucks. if anyone nearby is BREATHING, the photos will come out blurry. but whatever, that doesn't stop me! :D here are the least blurry from last tuesday night - leATHERMOUTH (and other people) at the avalon:

first up was MC Chris.



actually, new tomorrow was first, but i missed them. then was... somebody else. SHRUG! then was mc chris, who was AWESOME. i knew nothing of him, and his chipmunky voice left me speechless at first. but a few minutes in and i was sold. would see again. :D

then there was a quick dash back to the bar, and quick HI OMG HELLOOOOO with azewewish before i unintentionally left her in the dust as i flew to the front to be closer to fraaaaaank. (sowwy!! /o\) or wait no. that was before mc chris? i don't know, THERE WAS BOOZE INVOLVED, OKAY?

ANYHOW. then came the reason i was there. mister frank iero and his band leathermouth. \o/

there was screaming! and jumping up and down! and a shit-ton of smiling so fucking hard.












well, since mcr isn't using these right now...



i... have no recollection of what happened in between frank's set and james dewees's band reggie and the full effect. more drinks perhaps? *facepalm*

truth be told, i don't even remember much of james's set. i got rather... focused. on everything that was happening south of frank's knees. he was playing bass for reggie, and he was wearing manpris. (i have like twenty blurry pictures of james's ass trying to get a decent shot of this stupid boy.)





i never got a good shot of it, but there were new (to me) tattoos happening and aldfkjas;l. frankie tattoos and ankles. it was too much, too much! uuuunnnffff, FRANKLES. TM callsigns ♥! (it's a thing, like so much else when it comes to this boy. idek.)


a picture of me and the girls (like i do).

clockwise, from the top center: gigantic, callsigns, me, and hearthisvoice. <333!

(i kind of want to punch myself in the face for not thinking to get a picture like this of frank and me instead of, you know, our faces. but maybe it would have come off as weird and creepy? or would it be different and refreshing. idk. whatever!)

it was a most, most excellent night. we hung out for a little while afterward, frank eventually came out, signed things and took pictures, and was his usual kind self. i saw jamia walk by - she's tiny! - and then we took off in search of greasy food to dip in ranch dressing. nommmmmm.

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you were there in so much spirit, bizmouth.