Sunday, October 4, 2009

What? I Can't Hear You

Homigod. I think I've gone deaf. Well. Not really. But there is that fuzzy buzzing sound in my ears. The one you get from listening to music that is too loud for too long. The kind that makes your eyes tear up, that only more noise can kind of cure. Yeah. That. My least favourite. Oh well.

I just got home from seeing Tiësto at Arrow Hall in Mississauga. Wherever that is.

I went in a giant, ridiculous circle on the TTC to get there... sigh. But it took up time, so that was good. I stood in line for a little bit and made a new friend. His name is Patrick and he's from Switzerland. Total gentleman, by the way.

The warm-up DJs were okay. Tiësto went on a little after 11:30 (I got there at about 8:40 and the show started at 9). It was really intense, actually. The bass was pounding so hard it screwed with heartbeats and you could barely breathe. It was half-way between awesome and torture. I'm not quite sure how anyone manages to go to a whole show like that drunk or high. I think if I attempted it, I'd probably vomit and then die. Also, drinks were nearly $10... yeah fuck that.

At one point, the music cut off from the speakers, but I guess it was still going on in the headphones, because Tiësto was still up there jamming away not noticing that we were just standing there listening to nothing. Then he took off his headphones and was like, "OH." Fun times.

Fifteen to twenty minutes into his set, I weaseled my way up against the barrier and stayed there for the rest of the show. One of the security dudes was really enjoying himself which was fun to watch since security dudes usually just stand there acting like it's the most boring music on earth.

Anyway, at the end of his set, Tiësto put on Traffic, which is his signature song, and then hopped off the stage and went up and down the barrier giving high fives and what not. I touched him tee-hee!

Patrick and I left then to avoid giant crowds and we walked to some 24-7 diner and got dinner. Afterward, I got a cab home and Patrick walked back to his hotel I guess. Coolest cab driver ever. Superman 2 was on in the restaurant, and that's my favourite of the Superman movies, so now I have to watch it online. Toodles!

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