|After the concert, I felt like|
somebody beat me up. Extremely
tired, extremely happy.
I'm wearing a pair of plain patent
burgundy derby's that were my graduation
work when I became an apprentice.
What's ever intriquing is the absolute and straight up feeling of integrity, honesty, fun, energy, passion and love that the Foos channel with their appearance. I don't know how they do it, and I quite frankly don't understand how it happens, but as a band they're just so... reachable. Humane. Alive. Real. Of all the bands I've liked, the Foos lack some kind of coldness and separation that's very usual for artists. Maybe they just genuinely care for their fans and see the band as a kind of a journey with them? Maybe that's their secret?
Anyhoo, a great show from a great band, to put it short :D
|Just me and my 30 000 friends hanging out before a gig.|