It's not a phase mum.

Hiya!

And welcome back for another random update on my peculiar life with even worse life choices. 
Basically welcome to the blog of your stereotypical millennial/ gen-Z kid.

When I was about eleven years-old I got into this musical phase and it got like really bad. There was this musical for which they broadcasted the entire auditioning and rehearsal process. That's where it all went wrong. Every Saturday or Sunday I was plastered to the television. I became obsessed, I knew everything about this musical, about the actors in it, their characters and my vocabulary became nearly limited to the album lyrics. It was bad okay, and to make it worse the musical was a huge hit and went on for about four years or so. During those four years I kept following the musical, the cast (changes) and everything there was to find about it. I even wrote some really embarrassing letters to my parents on why they had to take me to see the musical. Even as it was about to close, at this point I was fifteen, FIFTEEN. And as the musical had it's finale performance, good old Renée spent the night crying as she never even got to see it live on stage, the musical that she spent over four years obsessing over. It was a sad day.

Then I thought the phase would pass, and oh how did my parents hope the same. I bet their hopes were higher than mine. All my friends were becoming more of your typical teenagers, like come on we were fifteen. Some already had boyfriends, others had already kissed. Anyway the point I'm trying to make is that their interests became very different to mine. As my musical phase continued when another musical started to hit the theatre, and then another. At this point I was sixteen and over and printed photo's of my favourite cast members and musicals in my school diary. So yeah, my parents hopes for a normal teenager were crushed and I officially became a theatre nerd. A proud one so to speak.

At around the age of 18 I finally got out of my musical phase, and dived straight into a movie/ series phase. Yeah, not really making any progress. Apart from printing photo's of cast members and either putting them on my walls or in my diary nothing really changed. So much for getting my parents hopes up again. However now I'm 21, going on 22 and my series/ movie obsession is mostly over. Now before you start clapping and getting hopeful like my parents let me explain.

What has happened is that I basically lost a lot of time to watch movies/ series because 1. I'm graduating, 2. I discovered the existence of musical movies and musicals again. Blame Dear Evan Hansen and the Greatest Showman. Getting back to the good old days where I'm belting out songs from cast albums (badly), trying the choreographies (equally as badly) and maybe the worst one, not wanting to remove my earphones to socialise at the dinner table because my priorities are on the Broadway cast albums. 

Long story short, we're back where we started it's not a phase but just my personality! I'm a theatre nerd and I'm still very proud of it! However much I was shamed for it by friends and family during the previous one it was of no use. The world may know I'm a theatre nerd, no more secretly listening to cast albums in public spaces, keeping all of it off the grid. Nope, I'm out there, posting pictures of the Newsies Live on my instagram, 80% of my tweets existing of Broadway mentions. I love musicals, I love singing, dancing and acting even though I'm really bad at all three of them, and I love almost everything on Broadway, West End, hell even the Dutch productions!

My obsession leaves only one problem. Apart from that one friend of mine, there is no one to share my love for musicals with. So are you a fellow theatre nerd, or do you just love musicals. Send me a message and we can be fangirls together!!! (I know I should not be like this anymore but hey I'm a millennial and I'm problematic as it is) 

Lots of love,
ThatDutchGirl96

American beauty / American Psycho tour.

Hey there!

A little over a week ago, on October 20 2015, the time had finally come. After months of waiting it was time to catch the train to Amsterdam to see Fall Out Boy on their American Beauty American Psycho tour.

This was the second time I got to see them in concert and god it was incredible. Last year already blew my mind so the stakes were high. A couple of hours before the doors opened my friend Charlotte and I arrived at the venue. As we left the train we were observing the others that also got off the train. Who might be going too? Turned out quite a lot. As we got closer to the venue we noticed the queue was pretty freaking long already. We walked past one side of the queue and over to the other side of the queue which was a little shorter so we sat down on this end.(I know this sounds weird but for some reasons there are two sides to the FOB queue at the Heineken Music Hall in Amsterdam.) A little later one of our friends contacted us and we joined with her as she set closer to the entrance than we did. 


Then the venue doors opened and everyone started acting like primitive human beings to get inside the venue as fast as possible. This is possibly one of the most funny yet utterly terrifying parts of the entire concert because the chance you die due to falling down and being stepped on or choke to death are quite high.


Eventually Charlotte and I got inside, put/pushed all our stuff in one little locker and went inside the actual concert hall. Thankfully there were some nice peepz around us so that was cool. About half an hour later the time had finally almost come BUT FIRST it was time for the supporting act to give us their best. This year the support act was Charley Marley whom I had never heard of before so I was kind of curious. They did manage to get the crowd going, I must give them that although it wasn't really my style and I personally thought they weren't quite right as a Fall Out Boy supporting act. Which is just my personal opinion!









Then the time had finally really come!!!!!! I put my ear plugs back in (hearing safety everybody) had a small freak out session with Charlotte and was ready for the actual show to begin. The entire thing was just amazing! The lightning was perfect, the set list was great, the background effects were magnificent. The entire crowd was singing along and there was an amazing atmosphere going on. During one song they released a whole bunch of massive balloons from the ceiling which honestly scared me a lot, yes I am one of those people but with a valid reason (I think).

Before the little acoustic part started off Pete or should I say Pepe (thanks Charlotte) hit us with a classic dad joke which I won't repeat. The acoustic session was amazing, I nearly cried (again). 

The concert was over way to soon and still a bit mesmerised we headed back to the train station with nearly everybody that had also been at the concert. Fall Out Boy merch everywhere. Fall Out Boy you did it! Once again I went home with a feeling of wow with a bit of amazing and a slice of 'never going to forget this ever' which is personally my favourite after concert recipe. It had been a wonderful night and I am glad I decided to go again. See you next year?

Lots of love,
ThatDutchGirl96