There's No Need to Feel Down

Hello Friends!

Or at least, that's what one Adam T. Siska greeted us with as he stepped off of the bus upon the request of one William Beckett.

In other words: this weekend was fabulous.

Let's start from the very beginning; a very good place to start. Let's rewind to Friday.

Aahh, Friday. What a glorious day Friday was. We, along with our Jello (because there's always room for Jello), headed an hour North...ish in order to be a part of a very INTIMATE acoustic performance featuring one William Beckett, the amazing Adam T. Siska (Woooo!), the adorable Ian Crawford, and the pint-sized Alex DeLeon. So who are these people, you may ask... If you have to ask, get off our blog, but before you do, they are the lead singer and bass player of The Academy Is... and the guitarist and lead singer of The Cab (respectively...but not respectably).

So what did this 'intimate' performance entail? It involved your two favorite bloggers, and about 30 other people locked in a teeny, tiny Hot Topic with those four strapping young lads.

Examples:

The Cab: Gone (NSync cover) and Bounce
(watch for Alex DeLeon and William Beckett laughing at my darling Mandi and our Jello, as they were the only two people in the entire store who knew the NSync song...and over-emoted the whole way through.)



The Academy Is...: About a Girl
(You probably can't tell, but the Wet Seal across the mall heard this entire song, per the request of one William Beckett. It was quite a feat considering there were no microphones involved.)



We were also able to meet (and greet!) the fab four after the performance. Candee (with the fabulous moral support of Mandi) had the brilliant idea of creating MadLibs of the band's songs (this brain storm also resulted in the creation of this blog, you lucky people you), thus The CabLibs and Santi's LengthyLibs. The bands seemed excited by our gifts, which was good since Candee spent a ridiculous number of hours making them), especially Ian (he informed us Saturday that HE kept them...).

While we were meeting and greeting, one William Beckett randomly asked Mandi, "So, do you like Wizardry?" Mandi was slightly confused, but was able to respond with something along the lines of "Why yes, yes I do." This led to a discussion over his blog, and a recent pole about who would win in a duel: Gandalf or Dumbledore. This caused an explosion of geek. Mandi geeked, Billy geeked: there was lots of geeking. Candee was confused, because she was at that very moment goading Ian and Alex into promising to play Vegas Skies at the next show, and she kept hearing "Gandalf........Gandalf......wizard....Gandalf."

Candee may have also told Alex and Ian she didn't "want your fucking poster!" and followed it up by reminding them that drunk madlibs on the bus could be really fun. These two boys happen to be under 21. Candee in no way condones drinking before the age of 21....?

Let's skip to Saturday.

We drove to Vienna, VA in order to see the fab four again, and arrived at about 4pm for a 7pm show. We waited outside in the freezing cold until they finally let us in just after 7. The show finally started around 7:30.

We'll skip the gory show details except to say that we recieved a "dedication" when Alex and Ian played 'Vegas Skies' for 'some beautiful fans that asked for it', and then they pointed. After, when we yelled 'thank you' REALLY loudly, they looked over, smiled and waved at us.

There was some banter with one William Beckett regarding Sisky fetching a beer for my dear Mandi (she's still waiting for said beer, Mr. Business...). There was quite a bit of banter, truth be told. We're pretty chatty folks.

After the show, we waited out in the freezing cold yet again, because Alex told me to make sure I said hello. So we did. Of course, he was stuck in the bus when we did...but that comes later.

One William Beckett stepped off the bus to be swarmed by rabid fan grrls, and he patiently and diligently signed and photographed and smiled and blinked and made phone calls. We waited because we requested a pic of him doing 'YMCA' with us. In fact, when Candee mentioned the idea, he overheard us discussing whether we could get him to do it or not and asked, "Get me to do what?" ...there were so many good answers to this question, but we un-originally settled with the truth. He wanted to sing it. The singing didn't happen because by the time we took the picture the poor little peanut was shaking like a leaf from the cold.

YMCA, all day. "No, you're the C!":


We also got pictures with Ian, and he confirmed for us that 'Vegas Skies' WAS played for us. It definitely made my night. That boy is all sorts of adorable. (...did that sound too fan grrl??)

Alex got stuck on the bus. No, I'm not kidding. Something went wrong with the door to the back lounge, and Alex was on one side of it while the door to exit the bus was on the other. We offered to catch him if he jumped out the window, but he didn't seem to think this was as good of a plan as we did...not sure why. We choose to believe that it was because Ian would have been part of the catching team, and Alex knows he can't be trusted.

Jello had the brilliant idea to take pictures of Alex in the window, with us below...check 'em out. We think they're hysterical. We're still not sure if Alex thinks we're nuts, or really funny.

Candee, making her best fan grrl face for Alex DeLeon:


Mandi, in her attempt to climb the bus...or reenacting Romeo and Juliet...Alex was Juliet:


But one William Beckett loves us. He said so. After the YMCA pic, we had hug time initiated by one William Beckett himself. Then we took individual pictures, and Mandi may or may not have tackled the poor boy. He enjoyed it. He went back in the bus, and we were the last three girls standing there. Before exiting completely, he shot us an 'I love you' and we told him to send out Sisky. He did. We were excited.

Sisky joined us with a 'Hello friends' as we mentioned earlier. We talked dirty jokes and special Pepsi, and fan grrls that had been lurking in warm cars came out to attack. A little later, Mandi and Sisky got into a debate about how the Smashing Pumpkins don't rock anymore. Sisky defended their honor. He will remember Kevin Bayly forever. Sorry about that, Kev.

It's a Fangsta's Life,
Candee and Mandi