I've been dying to see them live. The only videos I've watched are live ones. And they always perform the shit out of their crowd.
As the stadium was getting packed, the anticipation was getting tense.
You knew it was going to be a good night.
And BOOM. Out of a red smoke cloud they came on stage.
And rocked the shit out of New York that night.
Fairly nice to see a show that, in all this Lady Ga-Ga and Britney Spears spectacular nonsense, was pretty fucking straight forward.
Hit after hit. Fairly small talk and then hit after hit. Repeat. Caleb was God at the Garden.
Then, just like that the show ended and we went out.
Exactly when I spotted this hero here in checked flannel shirt with cut off-arms over his worn long-sleeved tee. He was a row beneath me and couldn't stand still. For a single second. It was awesome to watch. Yes, he was pretty wasted.
First two vids are Someone Like You
These puppies are Sex On Fire
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