The Most Incredible Trip Ever: Part IV: "Stay Small" Also, the climax of the journey

So, friends, and family, please accept my many apologies for failing to update this story blog for so so long. Anyways, let's just jump right back in...

We left our heroes, Josh Henderson, Brandon Kelly and me, as they recuperated from the rigors of an insane 24 hours. Is that really all I've covered!? Geez. Sorry, sorry, sorry I digress...

Daniel and David

So we got an awesome meal and nap before we left to go see All the Day Holiday's set, which happened at about 2:30. It was really great! Those guys do a great job of rallying the crowd and making them feel appreciated and part of the show. They really produce a lot of energy for the scene they play, which is helped a lot by Mark's exciting drumming at the very front of the stage.

Nathan, Mark and Daniel

A funny detail about Mark at this point. He was suffering from some major allergy problems. He had taken several pills to try and loosen the incredulous amount of snot jammed in his nasal passages. So in the middle of the set he was just pounding away on those drums and throwing his head around swinging spit and sweat and not to mention a massive snot rocket or two everywhere. I mean it looked like those old nickelodeon shows with the exorbitant amount of slime. In the picture you can see him holding his head up, this is not because he's getting into it, but because he's keeping the snot from dripping onto his lap.

Fun stuff. But, these guys were great! They played really well, and did a great job with only half and hour of playing time. So after them, we left and walked around Worcester for a while. We had 2 hours until we had to return to the concert hall, so we wanted to see the city.

The Van we rode in. Nice Bumper!

Brandon. No clue.

Anyway, these were a few of the pictures I snapped. With this little lull I have a bit of time to meditate on a funny story the guys told us about that van. To begin, they were in the process of finding another van, a bus rather, which would give them more space and more storage room so they wouldn't be completely miserable riding around from concert venue to concert venue. And this van, was miserable. It was falling apart at the seams. There was rust in ever corner, dings on every door, and the bumper had just completely snapped from the body.

I was curious, so I asked what became of the elusive bumper. Well, they had been driving for several hours one day and decided to pull over and stop for a bit at some gas station. Something like that. They got out and slammed the door closed. The jarring force of that slam was enough to snap the hair or rust holding that bumper on, and it fell off in a terrible crash. Imagine if that had fallen off while they were on the highway. They would have been done.

So, to continue with the original story. We headed back in and saw this band called Moving Mountains, which All the Day Holiday had toured with at one point and become good friends with in that time. Michael, the manager, literally begged us to come see them. And I must say, I was thoroughly impressed! They were very good and their drummer blew my mind. They had this heavy presence in the room, which was probably emphasized by the heavy bass chords and drops throughout the songs. 

Another band that stood out from the rest of the guys there was some random stupid guys at the beginning. Their music was terrible, vocals - uninspired, music- again- terrible. What made them stand out was this:

dresses...

Anyway, they sucked. Moving on...

So Brandon, Josh and I sat up in the balcony for a few hours, catching maybe a few winks until the moment came for TREOS to play. In the meantime we saw some dumb emocore bands who couldn't hold a candle for the eucatastrophic beauty that was to come that night.

Dear Hunter was pretty good though, and we got a great look at the stage and got a good sit down break because, as you can guess, we were exhausted.

Josh is so tireds

 So finally, the concert commenced. We went down about 2 bands before TREOS was to come on, and tried to force our way as far to the front as possible. I managed to get on the second row just behind this chick who said she didn't even know who The Receiving End of Sirens were. WHAT!? And she wouldn't move. I was ready to punch somebody!!! I had to sit through some guidolicious bands until TREOS, which probably made their experience so much better than it would have been cold. We literally waited in there for an hour and a half for TREOS to come on, and I had to be crushed between strangers and sweat and flesh and ew it was so gross. Ugh. but I will not complain. I did get a nice picture of my misery, though. And another thing that made it so endurable was the fact that EVERYONE was there for TREOS and not for anyone else. There were people from Boston, from Maryland, Indiana, and Texas. It was awesome. One guy I talked to, which I'm sad I forgot his name, was telling me that TREOS was the only bad that suitably described our human condition and the cycle of misery we are constantly put in. Man, I wanted to tell him about the Bible, but being shoved in between 800 dudes is not exactly good for protracted conversations. Neither is the band setting up and drawing everyone's attention to the stage.

So they began...

It started with the old favorite: Planning a Prison break and jumped between both albums pretty well. They did probably all but maybe 4 or 5 songs. I mean they were just unloading their music on everyone. After listening to two songs up front and snapping some awesome pictures, I had to go back and really enjoy this concert. I wanted to dance and sing and play with everyone else that was there. I wanted to find Josh and Brandon and scream, "Is this real life!?"

Here's a video from the concert:

But I had such an incredible time. I danced like crazy. I sang every song. People were throwing each other around, dancing together, screaming in each other's faces. I loved it. Josh and Brandon sat stoically watching from the back, I don't know why they didn't dance, especially Josh, geez. But he came out as sweaty as usual, even though he didn't do hardly anything. (I <3 you, Josh) Anyway, here are a few pictures:

 So, that was the concert, the climax of the trip. It was definitely an event that I will never forget, but the journey didn't end here, we still had a night of fun and excitement, and another day of travel and another night of experience. But, for now, the story must end.

The Most Incredible Trip Ever: Part 1: "Smoke and Mirrors"

Let me begin by saying that every college student should have one amazing story to tell from their undergraduate career. And, let me tell you, this one tops about 87% of those stories. That might sound cocky, but please, bear with me as I unfold to you the most incredible series of events that could only be dreamed of. 

So, ever since high school, Brandon Kelly, Joshua Henderson and I have loved this band called The Receiving End of Sirens. They are a post-hardcore, ambient, progressive rock band from Boston Massachusetts. Their lyrics center around themes of relationships and the brokenness of humanity, while still remaining upbeat and hopeful. The last album "The Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi" takes its title from Johannes Kepler's book Harmonicus Mundi (translated: The Harmony of the World). Here is their take on it from Absolutepunk.net 


"The title, The Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi was taken from a book written by a late 16th century astronomical theorist by the name of Johannes Kepler [Harmonices Mundi] and the publication just fascinated the band. Kepler’s theory suggested that each of the 9 planets in our solar system produced tones as they orbited the sun. Throughout the orbit, Venus would stay a consistent note that was considered the 6th in relation to the rest of the planets. As Earth would shift its tonality, it would create the effect of the notes moving from the major 6th to the minor 6th and back and forth. This is where the “Mi Fa Mi” comes into action, symbolizing the corresponding syllables when singing a scale in relation to the notes of the earth {Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do}. Kepler further concurred that the Earth “singing” Mi Fa Mi could truly stand for Misery, Famine, Misery and ultimately, that is the song the Earth and Venus continued to sing. Misery, referring to an empty place and Famine, referring to the appetite or thirst for things."

Suffice to say, there are many reasons for me to like them other than the sound of their music. 

Sadly, TREOS (The Receiving End of Sirens) broke up in May of 2008, which came as quite a sad surprise and shock to Brandon, Josh and I. Luckily enough, Brandon was surfing the web one day in November 2009 and came across some exciting news: TREOS would be playing a single reunion show in May of 2010 at a yearly concert festival called Skatefest. That, to us was incredible news, but there was only 1 problem...


It was in Worcester, MA, which was a 12.5 hour car ride. 700 miles away. 


However, that didn't deter the three of us. In spite of our tight budgets and limited resources, we decided to buy tickets that December and nabbed a cheap $100 plane ticket to Boston out of RDU the Friday before the concert, which was on that Saturday. 


Closer and closer the day came for us to embark on the journey of a lifetime. Josh, the ever eager, would periodically text Brandon and I a countdown. 


70 days


30 days


24 days


10 days

2 days


At about this time, Brandon came across some EVEN MORE AWESOME NEWS. Before the concert Saturday, some bands whom were to be playing at Skatefest were playing a show in Providence, RI on that Friday which was called "The Real Eve Of Skatefest." Their headlining band was called only "special guest appearance," and upon further investigation, Brandon discovered the acronym for the concert was TREOS. Brandon, the sleuthful, deducted from purely circumstantial evidence that TREOS was playing. 


(side note: congratulations on being so awesome at looking up stuff, BK)

 So Brandon calls me, and it goes something like this:

*ring ring*
Cameron: Hello?
Brandon: Hey, what's up?
C: Nothing, just readi---
B: I just found out TREOS is playing another show before Skatefest - a secret show!
(He proceeds to explain)
B: So should we go? It's all the way in Providence.
C: (thinks momentarily) Yes. I'll buy and print tickets for us now.


So that was it, we were going to be seeing TREOS twice, but there was 1 problem, we had nowhere to stay in Providence, RI, and I had already booked us 2 nights in Worcester at a place 1 block from the Palladium (the concert hall they were playing). So I called the Crowne Plaza Hotel and cancelled our Friday Night stay in Worcester. We had no where to stay, but I figure we'd just handle that later.


The Day of Departure:
To Be Continued....