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helencho: momofuku: on tuesday night and early wednesday...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 11:16:53 -0500

guest arrive for the first seating.

laffa, made at zahav earlier that day, waiting for the hummus course.

sable with challah, fried egg, and poppy.

michael solomonov getting ready to send out more mezze

foie gras al ha'esh - carob, tehini, pistachio. served on laffa.

the whole lamb shoulder over crispy persian rice.

ssäm bar's chef de cuisine, matt rudofker, talking smack with thirty acres' kevin + alex pemoulie.

havlah mousse with chickpea praline, rhubarb + strawberry

the two chefs cheersing to a long rad night.

the ssäm bar + zahav teams taking a celebratory shot or two (three) at the end of the night.

helencho:

momofuku:

on tuesday night and early wednesday morning, we kicked off the first of our late night dinner series at ssäm bar. michael solomonov and the zahav team traveled up from philadelpia to cook their mesibah tasting menu. guests noshed on hummus, salatim, mezze, and a whole lamb shoulder while sipping lemonnanas + tiger beer.

thanks to zahav, federal donuts + tiger beer for making this possible. special thanks to jonathan heindemause for documenting the evening.

photos from zahav popup at ssam bar

falloutboy: Save Rock and Roll streaming in full above. Out...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 16:47:35 -0500

falloutboy:

Save Rock and Roll streaming in full above. Out April 15th & 16th worldwide, preorder on iTunes.

Save Rock and Roll Arena Tour on sale now. last chance to dance in 2013!

here are the lyrics, learn the words and sing along at our upcoming shows:

THE PHOENIX

Put on your war paint

You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down
Strike a match and I’ll burn you to the ground
We are the jack-o-lanterns in July
Setting fire to the sky
Here comes this rising tide

Put on your war paint
Cross walks and crossed hearts and hope-to-dies
Silver clouds with grey linings

So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked
One maniac at a time we will take it back
Time crawls on when you’re waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart

Hey young blood
Doesn’t it feel
Like our time is running out
I’m gonna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix
You’re wearing our vintage misery
No; I think it looked a little better on me
I’m gonna change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix

Bring home the boys and scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched and make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a teller and
We are wearing black masks
“You broke our spirit,” says the note we pass

The war is won
Before it’s begun
Release the doves
Surrender love
Wave the white flag

MY SONGS KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE DARK (LIGHT EM UP)

Be careful making wishes in the dark
Can’t be sure when they’ve hit their mark
Besides in the meantime I’m just dreaming of tearing you apart
I’m in the details with the devil
So now the world can never get me on my level
I just got to get you out of the cage
I’m a young lovers rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
My songs know what you did in the dark
Light em up
I’m on fire
All the writers keep writing what they write
Somewhere another pretty vein just dies
I’ve got the scars from tomorrow and I wish you could see
That you’re the antidote to everything except me
A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything you love
Then burn the ashes
In the end everything collides
My childhood spat back the monster that you see
My songs know what you did in the dark
Light em up
I’m on fire

ALONE TOGETHER

I don’t know where you’re going
But do you got room for one more troubled soul
I don’t know where I’m going but I don’t think I’m coming home
I said I’ll check in tomorrow if I don’t wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we’re starting at the end

Let’s be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs

Cut me off
I lost my track
It’s not my fault
I’m a maniac it’s not funny anymore
No it’s not
My heart is like a stallion
They love it more when it’s broke in
Do you wanna feel beautiful
Do you wanna

I’m outside the door
Invite me in
So we can go back
And play pretend
I’m on deck
I’m up next
Tonight I’m high as a private jet

WHERE DID THE PARTY GO

I’m here to collect your hearts
It’s the only reason that I sing
I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they’ll never forget
Never forget

And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will appear to you if you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again

Where did the party go?
We’re ending it on the phone
I’m not gonna go home alone
Where did the party go?

I know I expect too much
And not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun then you got me all f***ed up on love
Oh I looked for your name on the Ouija Board
And your naked magic oh dear lord
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV

We were the kids who screamed
“We weren’t the same,”
In sweaty rooms
Now we’re doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life
So let’s fade away together one dream at a time

JUST ONE YESTERDAY feat. Foxes

I thought of angels
Choking on their halos
Get them drunk on rose water
See how dirty I can get them
Pulling out their fragile teeth
And clip their tiny wings

Anything you say can and will be held against you
So only say my name
It will be held against you

If heaven’s grief brings hell’s rain
Then I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news, I saved it all for you)
For just one yesterday
I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way
Still I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday
(I know I’m bad news, I saved it all for you)
For just one yesterday

Letting people down is my thing baby
Find yourself a new gig
This town ain’t big enough for two of us
I don’t have the right name
Or the right looks
But I have twice the heart

If I spilled my guts
The world would never look at you the same way
I’m here to give you all of my love
So I can watch your face as I take it all away

THE MIGHTY FALL feat. Big Sean

Did you trip down 12 steps into Malibu
(Malibu)
So why the hell is there a light that’s keeping us forever
Bel Air baby did you get dressed up?
Pretty pout pout
(While you bottomed out out)
I can’t stop it when there’s chemicals keeping us together

Oh how the mighty fall
The mighty fall
Oh how the mighty fall in love

Your crooked love is just a pyramid scheme
And I’m dizzy on dreams
(Yeah you’re dizzy on dreams)
But if you ask me two’s a whole lot lonelier than one
B-baby we should’ve left our love
In the gutter where we found it
(Gutter where we found it)
Cause you think you think your only crime is that you got caught

It’s getting clear
You’re never coming clean
So I’ll lock you up inside
And swallow
Swallow the key

MISS MISSING YOU

Don’t panic
No not yet
I know I’m the one you want to forget
Cue all the love to leave my heart
It’s time for me to fall apart

Now you’re gone
But I’ll be okay
Your hot whiskey eyes
Have fanned the flames
Maybe I’ll burn a little brighter tonight
Let the fire breathe me back to life

Baby you were my picket fence
I miss missing you now and then
Chlorine kissed summer skin
I miss missing you now and then
Sometimes before it gets better
The darkness gets bigger
The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger
Oh
We’re fading fast
I miss missing you now and then

Making eyes at this husk around my heart
I see through you when we’re sitting in the dark
So give me your filth
Make it rough
Let me let me trash your love

I will sing to you every day
If it will take away the pain
Oh and I’ve heard you got it got it bad
Cause I am the best you’ll never have

DEATH VALLEY

I wanna see your animal side
Let it all out
I wanna see the dirt
Under your skin
I need your broken promises

I want the guts and glory baby
This town is wasted and alone

Cause we are alive
Here in death valley
But don’t take love off the table yet
Cause tonight
Tonight it’s just fire alarms and losing you
We love a lot
So we only lose a little
We are alive

I wanna see your animal side
Let it all out
Oh there you go; undress to impress
You can wear the crown but you’re no princess

Let’s put the “D” in dirt now baby
Let’s get you wasted and alone

We’re gonna die
It’s just a matter of time
Hard times come
Good times go
I’m either gone in an instant
Or here til the bitter end
I never know
What I’ve got will make you feel more alive
I’ll be your favorite drug I will get you high
I will get you high

YOUNG VOLCANOES

When Rome’s in ruins
We are the lions
Free of the Coliseum
In poisoned places
We are anti-venom
We’re the beginning of the end

Tonight
The foxes hunt the hounds
It’s all over now
Before it has begun
And we’ve already won

We are wild
We are like young volcanoes
We are wild
Americana exotica
Do you wanna feel a little beautiful baby yeah

Come on make it easy
Say I never mattered
Run it up the flagpole
We will teach you
How to make
Boys next door
Out of a**holes

RAT A TAT feat. Courtney Love

No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate
No graphics and no f**king powerpoint presentation
So they just DIY’d that sh*t and built their own bombs
She’s his suicide blond, she’s number than gold

Are you ready for another bad poem?
One more off key anthem
Let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said “I’ll check in tomorrow if I don’t wake up dead,”
I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she’d let it go to my head

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my love is a weapon
There’s no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
If my heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say:

We’re all fighting growing old
We’re all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter’s list
But you need to lower your standards
Cause it’s never
Getting any better than this

We are professional ashes of roses
This kerosene’s live
You settled your score
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens
This is what we do, we nightmare you

I’m about to make the sweat roll backwards
And your heart beat in reverse
Our guts can’t be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert
Getting burned
But I’ll take your heart served up two ways
I sing a bitter song
I’m the lonelier version of you
I just don’t know where it went wrong

She’s sick and she’s wrong
She’s young dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
He says “I’ve seen bigger”
She says “I’ve lit better”
And they throw the matches down into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the house
Go boy, run for your life

Talk less
Mean more
Let’s be electric
Like we were before

SAVE ROCK AND ROLL feat. Elton John

I need more dreams
And less life
And I need that dark
In a little more light
I cried tears you’ll never see
So f**k you, you can go cry me an ocean
And leave me be

You are what you love
Not who loves you
In a world full of the word yes
I’m here to scream

No
Wherever I go
Trouble seems to follow
Only plugged in to save rock and roll

Blood brothers in desperation
An oath of silence
For the voice of our generation
How’d it get to be only me?
Like I’m the last damn kid still kicking
That still believes

I will defend the faith
Going down swinging
I will save the songs
The songs we’re singing

Oh no we won’t go
Cause we don’t know when to quit

nebulust: justheroverthere: I’m the person who knows their Hogwarts house but not their blood...

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 01:08:36 -0600

nebulust:

justheroverthere:

I’m the person who knows their Hogwarts house but not their blood type

you must not be a slytherin

The Google Glass feature no one is talking about

Fri, 01 Mar 2013 01:14:35 -0600

The Google Glass feature no one is talking about:

youmightfindyourself:

The key experiential question of Google Glass isn’t what it’s like to wear them, it’s what it’s like to be around someone else who’s wearing them. I’ll give an easy example. Your one-on-one conversation with someone wearing Google Glass is likely to be annoying, because you’ll suspect that you don’t have their undivided attention. And you can’t comfortably ask them to take the glasses off (especially when, inevitably, the device is integrated into prescription lenses). Finally - here’s where the problems really start - you don’t know if they’re taking a video of you.

Now pretend you don’t know a single person who wears Google Glass… and take a walk outside. Anywhere you go in public - any store, any sidewalk, any bus or subway - you’re liable to be recorded: audio and video. Fifty people on the bus might be Glassless, but if a single person wearing Glass gets on, you - and all 49 other passengers - could be recorded. Not just for a temporary throwaway video buffer, like a security camera, but recorded, stored permanently, and shared to the world.

Now, I know the response: “I’m recorded by security cameras all day, it doesn’t bother me, what’s the difference?” Hear me out - I’m not done. What makes Glass so unique is that it’s a Google project. And Google has the capacity to combine Glass with other technologies it owns.

First, take the video feeds from every Google Glass headset, worn by users worldwide. Regardless of whether video is only recorded temporarily, as in the first version of Glass, or always-on, as is certainly possible in future versions, the video all streams into Google’s own cloud of servers. Now add in facial recognition and the identity database that Google is building within Google Plus (with an emphasis on people’s accurate, real-world names): Google’s servers can process video files, at their leisure, to attempt identification on every person appearing in every video. And if Google Plus doesn’t sound like much, note that Mark Zuckerberg has already pledged that Facebook will develop apps for Glass.

Finally, consider the speech-to-text software that Google already employs, both in its servers and on the Glass devices themselves. Any audio in a video could, technically speaking, be converted to text, tagged to the individual who spoke it, and made fully searchable within Google’s search index.

Now our stage is set: not for what will happen, necessarily, but what I just want to point out couldtechnically happen, by combining tools already available within Google.

Let’s return to the bus ride. It’s not a stretch to imagine that you could immediately be identified by that Google Glass user who gets on the bus and turns the camera toward you. Anything you say within earshot could be recorded, associated with the text, and tagged to your online identity. And stored in Google’s search index. Permanently.

I’m still not done.

The really interesting aspect is that all of the indexing, tagging, and storage could happen without the Google Glass user even requesting it. Any video taken by any Google Glass, anywhere, is likely to be stored on Google servers, where any post-processing (facial recognition, speech-to-text, etc.) could happen at the later request of Google, or any other corporate or governmental body, at any point in the future.

Remember when people were kind of creeped out by that car Google drove around to take pictures of your house? Most people got over it, because they got a nice StreetView feature in Google Maps as a result.

Google Glass is like one camera car for each of the thousands, possibly millions, of people who will wear the device - every single day, everywhere they go - on sidewalks, into restaurants, up elevators, around your office, into your home. From now on, starting today, anywhere you go within range of a Google Glass device, everything you do could be recorded and uploaded to Google’s cloud, and stored there for the rest of your life. You won’t know if you’re being recorded or not; and even if you do, you’ll have no way to stop it.

And that, my friends, is the experience that Google Glass creates. That is the experience we should be thinking about. The most important Google Glass experience is not the user experience - it’s the experience of everyone else. The experience of being a citizen, in public, is about to change.

Just think: if a million Google Glasses go out into the world and start storing audio and video of the world around them, the scope of Google search suddenly gets much, much bigger, and that search index will include you. Let me paint a picture. Ten years from now, someone, some company, or some organization, takes an interest in you, wants to know if you’ve ever said anything they consider offensive, or threatening, or just includes a mention of a certain word or phrase they find interesting. A single search query within Google’s cloud - whether initiated by a publicly available search, or a federal subpoena, or anything in between - will instantly bring up documentation of every word you’ve ever spoken within earshot of a Google Glass device.

This is the discussion we should have about Google Glass. The tech community, by all rights, should be leading this discussion. Yet most techies today are still chattering about whether they’ll look cool wearing the device.

Oh, and as for that physical design problem. If Google Glass does well enough in its initial launch to survive to subsequent versions, forget Warby Parker. The next company Google will call is Bausch & Lomb. Why wear bulky glasses when the entire device fits into a contact lens? And that, of course, would be the ultimate expression of the Google Glass idea: a digital world that is even more difficult to turn off, once it’s implanted directly into the user’s body. At that point you’ll not even know who might be recording you. There will be no opting out.

yamoamo: occupiedmuslim: lovewillcomethru: leavingyouforme: C...

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 22:38:52 -0600

yamoamo:

occupiedmuslim:

lovewillcomethru:

leavingyouforme:

Charlize Theron’s reaction to Seth Macfarlane & “We Saw Your Boobs”

yikes.. was this genuine disgust? I didn’t watch this part but I keep hearing about it. Even the woman in the very back is shaking her head.

the discomfortttttt and horror LAWL

i feel like people leave out the rest of the story just so, when read out of context, things seem more offensive.

this woman is so beautiful i can’t

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 00:47:51 -0600

this woman is so beautiful i can’t

kcluvskc: nothing left fuck

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 21:25:06 -0600

kcluvskc:

nothing left

fuck

milesjai: swasdicka: It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried...

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 01:14:27 -0600

milesjai:

swasdicka:

It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making

is this a ni no kuni reference

stab-tier: do you ever see old people and ask their name and think “wow that’s a good name for an...

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 01:07:24 -0600

stab-tier:

do you ever see old people and ask their name and think “wow that’s a good name for an old person” and then wonder how they lived life as a young person with an old person name

do you ever see young people and ask their name and think “wow that’s a good name for an old person” and then wonder how they will live their life as a young person with an old person name

you wanna know how i got these scars

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 01:52:48 -0600

you wanna know how i got these scars

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Thu, 14 Feb 2013 01:13:04 -0600

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Thu, 14 Feb 2013 00:50:57 -0600

butts butts ...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 00:19:27 -0600

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thedailywhat: GIF of the Day: Bipartisan Exploding Fist...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 23:35:13 -0600

thedailywhat:

GIF of the Day: Bipartisan Exploding Fist Bump!

In what could quite possibly be the most high-profile, bi-partisan exploding fist bump to be documented in U.S. history, President Obama indulges in a brief “what up” moment with Illinois’ junior senator Mark Kirk (R) before his State of the Union speech last night.

krispycrustacean:

so this happened

nedhepburn: This is your brain on love. What if I were to tell...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 23:26:01 -0600

nedhepburn:

This is your brain on love.

What if I were to tell you that love only lasts 12 months?

I’m sitting in a coffee shop staring out of the window again and watching half of Brooklyn go by and I see someone, a woman, who catches my eye. She’s about 5’8″, brunette, with almond-shaped eyes. It’s close to Valentine’s Day, and I let my mind wander for a short while. I think about what might happen if she came into the coffee shop, ordered something, and happened to strike up conversation with me. I think about going on a first date, a second date, what she might look like in an old t-shirt of mine, all in the matter of twenty seconds or so. I snap out of it. I’m daydreaming.

This happens a lot. Probably more than I’d care to admit. After all, being a staggeringly attractive and exceedingly humble freelance journalist like myself has its perks – I get to work from home, and more often than not, coffee shops. The mind tends to wander.

But let’s just say that the coffee shop girl and I DO end up talking today, start dating, and eventually settle down. What if we were to fall in love? What then?

When someone first falls in love, a protein molecule called NGF – nerve growth factor – spikes in the brain. These feelings of “being in love” wear off after about a year. Twelve months. After that, one can only hope that you’re compatible and that interests in companionship overwhelm the brain’s reliance on the “thrill” of NGF. What NGF does is light up the ventral tegmental area and the caudate nucleus, two areas in the brain associated with reward, pleasure, and motivation. Ever feel like you can change the world when you’re newly in love? Much of it is due to the high levels of NGF. But NGF is just love’s initial rush, says neuroscientist Andrew Doan, MD, PhD, of Temecula, CA – “NGF is merely the hook that makes us want to get into a long term relationship. The human brain builds up a tolerance to NGF over time unless it’s stimulated by something new. People more susceptible to addiction are more likely than others to ‘fall in love’ – anything to get those NGF levels back up to where they were.”

It’s also worth mentioning is that “Love” – rather, the chemical reaction in the brain associated with it – reads much the same in brain scans as certain mental illnesses. In a 2006 study cited by National Geographic, researchers found that the brains of those heavily in love acted not dissimilarly than those of patients with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. This is your brain telling you something: don’t fall in love. It may hurt you.

So, was Robert Palmer right? Should I might as well face it? Am I “Addicted To Love“?

“No,” said Andrew, “I don’t think you can be.” The brain, he says, has a tolerance for activity. “You have to do the same thing over and over to create pathways… and have to do more of it to get the same high.” Therefore, it’s not entirely possible to get “addicted to love” – merely the feeling of it.

“Love is so complex because there multiple highs associated with it,” he added. “Buying flowers, dinner, those kind of things all contribute to the overall high. Healthy love is a sense of satisfaction distributed amongst unlimited activities.” However, those with an unhealthy perception of love will create pathways in their brains which will get to NGF quicker than those with healthy perceptions of love. While the person with an unhealthy perception of love might ultimately recieve bigger hits of NGF in the short term, over the long term they’ll grow more tired of love faster and faster.

People who overuse these connections in their brain will start to switch those behaviors out for more and more drastic measures. This perfectly explains philanderers like congressman Anthony Weiner, he says. “He became so addicted to the high of being wanted by a woman that he became addicted to the immediate gratification of feeling accepted. Which is why he continued online relationships with scores of women.”

I try and describe to him the woman that had walked by earlier. Brunette, almond eyes, hips that you could set your watch to, hair like a caramel waterfall, the kind of face that would make a man want to learn French. Could that be love? Is there such a thing as love at first sight?

“Yes and no,” he says, “When you see a woman walk by and you start getting twitterpated, you’re tapping into memories that have been encoded your whole life.” Clearly, I must have some happy childhood memories involving brunettes with almond shaped, he says. “Your eyeballs contain 1.2 million nerves each. That’s a huge response system for your brain to handle and it does so in about .1 of a second. So when you see a pretty brunette girl walking down the street your mind has already sent 2.4 million neural impulses to the back of your brain to process her.” Much in the same way one can hear a song and immediately feel affected by it, such is what people call “love at first sight,” he explains.

This all seemed pretty intense. What I had assumed was a complex idea – romantic love – is a simple chemical reaction. What’s more, the “high” of the NGF protien wears off after about a year. After that, it really is just a matter of being compatible with someone. It seemed to make the process of falling in love quite dull.

“Is there hope for romantics? Can something like ‘The Notebook’ actually happen?” I ask him, citing the 2004 Gosling/McAdams cheeseball epic in which (spoiler alert) one elderly partner is brought back from the brink of dementia by being read their old romantic writings.“Yes,” he replies, “In Alzheimer’s patients, the first thing to go is short term memory. If the connection one has in their brain is old enough, though, it has a much harder time being forgotten.”

“So, nobody truly forgets their first love?” I ask him.

“Look at it this way,” he says, “Malcom Gladwell says that if you spend 10,000 hours practicing something, you can become an expert. You can learn something new in half an hour and master it in 10,000 hours. If you spend 10,000 hours loving someone – roughly a year – you can become a master at it and beat your brain’s predilection to NGF.”

“So you can beat your own brain chemistry?” I ask.

“Yeah.”

I thank him for his time. I hang up the phone and pack up my stuff, ready for a long walk back home from the coffee shop.

On my way out the door I hold it open to… interestingly… the girl from earlier. Brunette, almond eyes, hair like spilled root beer. She smiles. “Thanks,” she says.

Maybe she’s the one, I think.

Or maybe I’m just telling myself that.

I wrote about love for Valentines Day.

Hope you enjoyed it.

synecdoche: i’m dropping out of graduate school to write a...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 23:07:27 -0600

synecdoche:

i’m dropping out of graduate school to write a sugar ray biopic starring ethan hawke as mark mcgrath and no one can stop me

thedailywhat: Holiday Spirit of the Day: Happy Valentine’s...

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 13:15:01 -0600

thedailywhat:

Holiday Spirit of the Day: Happy Valentine’s Day

With Valentine’s Day only a couple of days away,Overly Attached Girlfriend shares an overly attached poem with her fans on YouTube.

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Tue, 12 Feb 2013 10:11:43 -0600

booooomstrawberries: And here’s David Bowie with a cat on his...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 21:40:13 -0600

booooomstrawberries:

And here’s David Bowie with a cat on his head.

Some things are born to be instant reblogs.

falloutboy: Hi everybody! Holy smokes, this has been an amazing week for us. In the past three...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 03:02:07 -0600

falloutboy:

Hi everybody!

Holy smokes, this has been an amazing week for us. In the past three shows we’ve done (our first in three years), we’ve been utterly humbled to see so many familiar faces.

The thing we’re not as happy to see is that, along with the most amazing audience in the world, there was also the inevitable return of folks looking to exploit and cheat that audience.

So here’s a few bullet points:
1) We don’t see (and wouldn’t want) any extra money from the unreasonable ticket prices scalpers are asking.
2) Neither do (to the best of our knowledge) the promoters we choose to work with.
3) Most importantly: We don’t want our audience to get cheated out of reasonably priced shows.
4) Combating this stuff is tough and we (along with our promoters) employed everything in our arsenal. We set 2 and 4 ticket limits in some places. In others we’ve required will call.
5) Outside of the official vendors linked on our sites, there are plenty of folks out there selling 100% fake tickets so please please be very careful.

We’d rather play to 10 excited people than 30,000 who are disappointed at having to pay 2 months rent to be there. We’re not saying this to fix PR or because we want to protect the “Integrity,” of our “Brand name,” but because we’re fans of music ourselves and we remember getting screwed by scalpers too.

To anybody who managed to get legitimate tickets to our shows, we’re so excited to see you. To the rest of you; We plan on being a band for a long time. Hopefully this isn’t your only chance to see us and hopefully by the time you do, there’s some better way to fight back against scalping.

Much love,
-fall out boy

(emphasis mine)

this is why I fucking love these guys. I can’t wait to see them!