Bloc Party

Easily the hottest, sweatiest, dirtiest, bawls out, rock your fuckin face off concert ever.

Picture 100 degrees beating down on you by the sun, waiting in line for 2 hours to get in the door.

Picture 2500 mass amounts of bodies pushed up against one another creating bdu's that could melt metal. Picture you up front at the gate one foot away from 4 people you respect and idolize screaming your lungs out feelings tense from the gel of intelligence flowing around. Feelings sweat drip off you like rain from a tree. Clothes drenched, hair tossled around, eyes burnt, shaking hands with the devil, and letting it all out. fucking bloc party. i was sore after wards, shakey, hot, sweaty, bloody, and tired. Like having sex with a cougar. It was worth it.

all in all greatest moment in the history of tim, was being 1 foot away from greatness.