We had an interesting night at a nearby college. Streetlight Manifesto, one of my favorite bands, was playing so we simply had to go see them. Being at a college, there was no entry fee, so that was totally sweet. Also, they had a tent designated for people over 21 to drink in, and beer was only $2 for a 16 oz.!

Now to the fun parts of the evening.

Streetlight came on stage played about two songs and in the middle of their third song, they were interrupted by the police… Fucking mid-song, who does that? All the police wanted to say is that the crowd was pushing against the barrier at the front of the stage too much… Oh, did I mention there were a crap load of cops at the show? Everywhere. They were guarding the entrance to the drinking tent; they were by stage barriers; they were checking cars as we drove into the college; and they were even on horseback surveying the show from afar! srsly po9, had to bring in the calvary?

Eventually the show resume, but wasn’t long lived. Streetlight was only allowed to play a few more songs after the interruption from the cops. It wasn’t even half the length of a normal setlist…

The night gets better.

As we are sitting to one side of the stage, recovering from mosh pit escapades, we looked over to see a young guy getting interrogated by a police officer. We didn’t think much of it, though we did wonder why he was pulled aside. Then, out of nowhere, the kid tries to run from the officer. The officer luckily grabs a hold of the kid’s arm as he’s fleeing and slings him to the ground. Two other officers quickly come over to assist and the runner is put into cuffs and dragged away.

We decided to head home shortly after that. We went around the back of the stage towards where we parked and realized, hey, that’s Streetlight Manifesto packing up their van right in front of us. Casually, we walked over and shook Thomas Kalnoky’s (lead singer/guitarist) hand. This was followed by a very awkward silence, since we were in utter awe that we were actually meeting them and didn’t know what the hell to say to them after initial greetings. Terrible…

Hmm, what other things happened…

- My friend Shawn found ten bucks on the ground.
- My friend Max had a delightful conversation with some guy that was totally high.
- I found out that I don’t really enjoy Budweiser that much anymore.
- We noticed that there are a lot of lesbians at SUNY Purchase college.
- Red Bull Cola isn’t very good.