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At last, I find some time to sit down and truly evaluate the awesome that was April 19, 2012! Especially since Dayglow JUST released the aftermovie for it, I don’t think there could be a more perfect time. =) If you aren’t aware of what Dayglow is, click heeeeeerrrrrrrreeee.

So, I’m sure I speak for both Tingle and myself when I say Dayglow was FREAKIN’ FANTASTIC. More so than my first time around! The evening started with Tingle and I being separated from each other (sad face) because I had VIP tickets while she had general admission, thus we were in two completely different areas while waiting for entry. I honestly never thought I’d get to see her among the thousand people that were lined up, sporting their finest all white attire.


Me and my half of the gang, waiting in the VIP line!

I, of course, was beside myself with anticipation. You can ask any of my friends, I was practically shaking I was so pumped up with adrenaline. I was even bouncing around randomly tackling some of them: “OMG OMG OMG,” was about all I could utter as I bounced around the front of the VIP line.

After waiting two hours for the doors to open, they FINALLY let us in. I received my backpack complete with glasses, tshirt, paint voucher, dog tag, and CD and RAN inside to to get to the front row and KEEP myself there. Which I did quite successfully =). I’m sitting there, taking in the pre-show sights and music when, lo and behold, my Tingle tackles me! She had RACED to the front of the stage as soon as she got in the door from the general admission line and found us! And thus, we were reunited! Unfortunately, NONE of the pictures she and I took together turned out due to all of the flashing lights and such :(.

The show was phenomenal. Tingle and I remained rooted in the front row the ENTIRE time. They had multiple different DJs and acrobatic acts, all of which were more dazzling than the the ones before them. Furthermore, I was MUCH more covered in paint than I was my after first go at Dayglow. This was partially due to the fact I never removed myself from the line of fire in the front of the paint cannons. It was mostly due to the fact that I was targeted not once, but TWICE when it came to being doused in paint. The first time, they pointed a steady jet stream of lime green paint straight at the area Tingle and I were dancing in for a good few seconds, DRENCHING us instantly =). Second, a certain AWESOME employee of Dayglow DUMPED a bucket of paint on me at the end of the show. Needless to say, I was MORE than covered by the end of the night. I AM STILL PULLING PAINT OUT OF MY EARS PEOPLE. ITS BEEN A MONTH. A MONTH since this show. I meticulously clean my ears everyday too. I think its safe to say, I GO HARD IN THE PAINT!!! If you don’t believe me, just look at this photo I took when I finally got back to my dorm:

Photo0073, AaryKeep in mind that this picture was taken after I had not only slopped paint EVERYWHERE on the way to the car (including an unfortunately placed wall that I decided to put my body prints on), but also after a good chunk of the paint had been absorbed by my car seat covers. My car door and steering wheel still sport the colors lime green and hot pink quite proudly, as I do not have the heart to remove reminders of such an awesome night from my presence. Plus it looks cool.

As for the headliner, Dada Life, they were as amazing on stage as their songs are. The entire night was absolute electric. I meet the greatest people and make the most awesome and wonderful friends at Dayglow. If you get the opportunity to go, take it. It is the most fun I have ever had. Its not often you get to have such pure, unadulterated fun. This is my drug people – these are the kind of experiences I live for.

Check out the aftermovie – it was epically shot by a wonderful human being that I am very proud and humbled to claim as my friend. His twitter is awesome too, if you like his work (and even if you don’t, I still think you should) follow him @MrFrazier.

They have an after-party after every show. Next time, I’ll be there. No questions asked.