Part 2

The Blackout at Clwb Ifor Bach in Cardiff:

- Driving to Cardiff
- Being warned about the crazy family i was going to meet
- Searching for sheep at one of the stops
- Bee getting attacked by grit XD
- Meeting Bee's nan
- Dribble cat!
- Then 'Smack a cat'
- Realising we could smell like Red Bull if we really wanted to
- Getting to the venue after doors
- Double-taking as Ian Watkins walked past a set of doors as we walked past them
- Getting into the main room and finding it about 1/8th full...No joke
- Spending most of the first band wondering if we were standing behind We Are The Ocean or not
- The Blackout covering New Noise, which only me, Bee and about 5 other people in the crowd actually knew
- The Dickhead stage diver, who didn't get the hint even after we started just letting him fall to the floor
- Sean holding mine and Bees hand and literally refusing to let go
- The Blackout performing We're Going To Hell in the crowd
- Then helping Gav untangle his mic lead from Bees foot...Awkward to say the least
- Becoming almost BFFs with Sean...He wouldn't stop looking at us!
- Stage invasion at the end...I ran away from it
- Talking to Snoz about dribbling cats and how sweaty he really was (His shirt was literally soaked through)
- Leaving the venue, where we saw Ian Watkins stood behind the same set of doors we saw him behind earlier.
- Once leaving the venue, we had the same regret that we did/do have with the 'Kingston situation'
- Downing about half a bottle of Cherryade back at the house
- Looking through my photos before finally calling it a night



Now i know i've said before how i really feel about the Blackout, and i'm not joking when i say that i'm sick of the sight of those boys, but no matter how much i cba with their gigs, i never regret going.

It is safe to say that TBO really are one of the best live bands i've seen and i'm going to continue to see them live, no matter how much i see them EVERYWHERE else