I stand in a huge arena. This building has a capacity of 18,336. My feet are firmly planted on the small platform between my seat and the one on the level in front of me. Our seats are pretty far up—not that I'm complaining, as long as my two idols are even in the same state as me, I'm the happiest person in the world. The fact that they are in the same building as me...wow.
The atmosphere in this arena is priceless, every audience member's breathing is in synchronization as we wait for our two-man band to appear.
The beginning of Fairly Local marks the beginning of the Anaheim Roadshow, Night Two. Here we are, one Clique, all here for one reason.
Every time Joshua William Dun hits those infamous drums, I feel it throughout my entire body. Every note that Tyler Robert Joseph sings sends chills up my spine.
This night is nothing but perfection until the end of that last phrase has left Tyler's lips, "We are twenty one pilots and so are you."
