On October 29, 2008. Mary Magpie and I trudged off to Bridgeport CT to see the hugely on the rise Panic At The Disco. Our second time seeing the band, first being the Honda Civic tour the May prior.
We were excited to meet the band. A real live ‘meet and greet’ held backstage at the Arena at Harbor Yard.
A cattle call was more like it but still as fans we were pretty psyched.
After being usherd in to what was more like a holding cell we were given distinct instructions on proper behaviour before the boys were ushered in.
Zack, who is by far the coolest body guard (wonder who got him in the divorce?) on earth relayed what was ‘acceptable’.
I share with you this wisdom for its sheer humour value
Do not bring the band baked goods, why?
they told me how a girl once baked them cookies and they were casually munching away on them when Brendan Urie found a hair in one.
The girl (still in the room) was unashamed stating ‘I wanted you to have a piece of me inside of you” She had baked the cookies with a fist full of hair she had pulled from her head roots and all according.
– do not grab Brendans ass, if he wants his ass grabbed I will do it for him.
– the band will sign one item- that item cannot be human. Do not lie on the table
– if you would like the band to sign a piece of clothing, it cannot be on your body, nor can I allow you to disrobe for this.
– act like ladies. Youll look back on this day and want to remember it fondly not as the time you made an ass out of yourself.