The morning of October 29th, 2006, Timmy and Cat awoke early (well Timmy anyway) and (once Cat rolled out of bed, after almost punching Timmy out for waking her up) trotted down the stairs of Timmy's grandmother's house in New Orleans. We recollected about the day before when we had seen Brazilian Girls, Social Distortion, and The Red Hot Chili Peppers. After long, agonizing hours of bantering about, dressing and eating lunch, we couldn't get out the house fast enough.
Once we arrived at City Park, and entered the gates of Voodoo Fest, we me up with the lovely Danni and Billie, and made are way to the My Chemical Romance stage. We go as close to the front as possible, but it wasn't close enough. Then, like a light in the darkness, Timmy spotted her darling friend Eva, along with her other friends Margot and Korrin (spelling?) up at the very front barricade to the stage. She motioned for us to come over, and the four of us squeezed our way through the annoyed crowd of black-clad, heavy-eyelinered fan-girls. Eva had a beautiful spot saved up front. Lots of standing room, due to the blankets either Margot or Korrin's (I don't remember which) mom had spread out. There was also the barricade to stand on during fits of compulsive fan-girling and we were also next to the blocked off handi-cap section, and a mother who was inside was nice enough to let us put our bags inside so they wouldn't get trampled.
Then we sat through an agonizing Pete Yorn concert. Ugh! But alas the glorious moment came! The big black curtain dropped!
Every so often you'd see the head of an infamous MCR member, especially Ray Toro sneaking behind the amps to tune his guitar. There was also a guitar tech who looked very similar to Frankie, and upon seeing this tech the fan-girlies would scream their black dyed heads off. This happened like, six times. It was hilarious every time.
So after about ten minutes of waiting My Chemical Romance finally came out in full "Black Parade" garb to a cheering crowd of hundreds (mostly girls). Then the heavens rang with the opening lines of "Dead!"
Gerard also participated in making the show very funny. Before he started "You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison" he said something along the following:
"You know this is the first time I've ever performed on a stage with a cat walk before. All I need now is a stripper pole!" That statement was greeted be a chorus of hopeful screaming from the fan-girls (myself included). He then proceeded to grab a feather boa from a man off stage and dance about with it during the song. Some other giggle worthy quotes where when he exclaimed in a British accent "Are you ready for Duran Duran!" Which didn't get as active a response at the stripper suggestion. Also right before they started "Famous Last Words" he told the wide eyed crowd "This is our last song..." in which we all moaned in sadness. Then giggling he continued "Off our new album!". It was so cute! He has such an adorable giggle!
A few songs later the concert ended, but it wasn't all sad. The rodies were throwing trash off the stage to get ready for the next set. Since we were so close to the stage I yelled for one of the rodies to throw me a water bottle that had been politely sitting at Ray's feet. He did, and it was opened (yay!) but none of us were very sure if there was actually a sip taken from it. Still I have a Ray Toro Water Bottle! My mom says I should have asked for a pick. That would have been nice too...
