I saw Thrice today at the House of Blues

It was amazing; before Yellow Belly even started, from my spot just outside the general standing area, a mad dash to the front was made and all hell broke loose after they walked up.  It was a mad sea of pushing and smelling and occasionally getting trampled on.  I spent a fair 90% of my time among the front-left of the crowd, the latter of the 10% I spent from the far right sidelines because I was tossed by my friend and a random guy who kept yelling “Play Paper Tigers!” during Phoenix Ignition to the peak of the crowd and crowd-surfed for the first time ever; hell, this was my first concert.  My mind is still reeling from the pure energy and everything that went down, and I made one last dash to the heart of the crowd during the ending of To Awake and Avenge the Dead so I could get to Dustin.  My voice went hoarse from yelling the lyrics…all worth it, all worth it.  Props to O Brother, Moving Mountains and La Dispute for keeping everything energetic, and much thanks to Han and Anaya for this legitimate night.