I don’t even know where to begin but it was amazing.
I got a few photos w/ my phone (my camera is still in the pawn shop). For the most part this is the set list though Tim and Fat Mike sang something during one of the encores and I have no idea what it was.
Needless to say I am speechless and it was the best night of the year.
- Monologue with footage of war, death, poverty
- Encore:
- Intro with speech from The Great Dictator
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(No Use for a Name cover)
- Encore 2:
There were other monologues interspersed. I saw when looking up the set list that in other cities it was snippets from Catch 22 so I guess it was the same for ours, though I’ve only read the book and not seen the movie.
The visuals were overwhelming. I am just at a loss for words right now.
I had seen NOFX before on Warped Tour but for some reason they did not impact me then the way they did for this tour. I had so much fun during their set.
(Tim hugging Fat Mike during one of the encores)
In front of me was a mom and her son, he was maybe 10. She said something to me before the band went on about how she was glad it was me and not someone else behind her son (I guess she saw my X’ed up hands, I don’t know). They were only there to see NOFX and as soon as she turned to leave, she grabbed me and pushed me into her place and there I was, right in front of my beloved Joe.
It was the first time I spent the entire night in the front row since the Siren Song tour. It was the first time I heard September’s Children live since LeAnn killed herself, and it was the best show ever, tied with the night we saw them in Austin that they did an acoustic set.
So as you can see, I’m not a pro and I have a sucky 6 year old phone with a screen so small you can barely text, but hey! Proof I was there.
It was perfect.
I yelled out every lyrics and danced thru every song. I felt like I was 18 again.
I sang Swing Life Away for Fishy and Give It All for Becky (who were with me in spirit).
And I guess I sang Blood To Bleed for Ceci and Chris.
They didn’t do Life Less Frightening so I did not get to salute Joe during the line “single file like soldiers on a mission”, but I guess that tradition was for the shows I saw with Ceci and mabye it’s best it died with her friendship.
It was a night I could forgive anything, where everything was possible and the world opened up and yet grew so small it was like we all came from the same place.
It was perfect, especially after shows where Aaron wouldn’t let me stay in the front row for more than a few songs, and the last time I saw them where I had passed out due to my blood sugar hours before the show and still managed to go but could not get anywhere near the stage.
Tonight made me feel infinite and yet reminded me of my mortality. The tribute to Tony Sly was sobering though I was not familiar with No Use For A Name. Tony was ONE YEAR older than me when he died.
How many more times will I be able to be in the front row before my time is up?
It really made me think about how short life is and all that’s out there that I should forgive.
And the girl next to me for a lot of the night looked like one of my followers but I don’t think it was her. Brainsforsale, if that was you, I’m upset you didn’t say “Hey nice shoe laces!” (but I’m sure it wasn’t you).
All the kids around me were shooting video so tomorrow I’ll check youtube and post whatever I can find.
Fat Mike wrote us a song on the spot called (naturally) Corpus Christi. Hopefully someone got that on film. That and how he kept asking that the giant fans be lowered to decapitate all of us. Ah, they looked so good! Mmmmmmmm crusty old punk men! Made me miss my pal Aaron Webb, the first punk boy I ever fell in love with.
And now I have to get my 3 hrs of sleep before I go to work tomorrow!
