Oh man, where do I even begin. What a fucking show.
So just to start this off, for those of you who don't know, Neck Deep is a generic pop punk band from Wales. They consist of Ben Barlow on vocals, Fil Thorpe-Evans on bass, Sam Bowden and Matt West aka Westie on guitar and my boy Dani Washington on drums. They released their first EP in 2014 and since then just gotten immensely bigger. Earlier this year they released The Peace And The Panic and went on their fourth ever headlining tour to promote it.
Sorry, bit of an overshare, I just love them a lot.
So first of all I met with my good ol' mate Jake at Victoria Station and from there went to Brixton, where they were playing. He bought me Subway. Good dude.
Later on we took a seat outside the venue, waiting for security to let the VIP people in. Suddenly Jake kind of freezes and says
"Mel, look to your right"
I looked to my right and there he was, Dani Washington, casually strolling by. I exclaimed a HOLY FUCK when I realized it was actually him. He looked at us and said "hello". We were both so startled we just said a "hi" back. Fucking surreal, guys.
So they finally let us privileged VIPs in. First thing was soundcheck where they would play a couple of songs that weren't featured on the main set and a bit of a Q&A. It was nice.
Next thing was the signing. There were about 100 VIPs and we were all lined up for queue. I was so nervous. My whole body was shaking.
Then it was finally my turn.
Ben was first. He looked at me and said something like "Hey, how's it going?" I said fine and what about him. He said something like great, amazing to be here etc. Then he kinda looked up at me again and said "Where are you from?"
Ugh, this fucking question. I'm trying my best to cover up my swedish/american accent, but apparently its not working.
I told him I was from Sweden and he was like "Oh we've never toured there!"
I AM AWARE.
At least I made them promise, so that's something.
So I moved over to Dani as he was signing my drumsticks. I had promised myself I'd do it, so I told him how he's such an inspiration and that I look up to him so much. he asked me how long I'd been playing and we had a brief conversation before he shook my hand and wished me luck.
Such good lads.
Next was the photo op. This is how terrible it went.
I honestly sort of look like one of them. I like it.
So the show started. I managed to get to the front, pushed against the barrier. INSANE. The first band was this scottish band Woes. Had listened to them briefly before, pretty good. Highlight was them covering All Star. Christ.
Next band was one of my all time favorite and 50% why I went to that concert. REAL FRIENDS.
I was apparently one of few who knew who they were there. I did as I always did at concerts, jumped around, finger-pointing, screaming along to the lyrics from the top of my lungs. I obviously caught the bands attention cause by the end of their set the bassist made eye contact with me and threw his bass pick at me. I caught it and smiled gratefully.
Next band was this band called As It Is. They're pretty good but their fans are pretty much exclusively 12 year olds who's in love with the singer. So that was kinda eh.
ANYWAY. Next band was fuckin Neck Deep. And what a fucking show. What a bunch of talented boys.
Last time they played Brixton, which is a big venue by the way, they were opening up for blink-182. And now they were selling it out. For me, who's been following them since their first release, I couldn't be more proud. It's insane. I love them so much.
My back hurts like crazy, my voice is sore, there's bruises all over my stomach and my finger pointer muscle aches, but it was worth every inch of agony.
Go listen to these guys right now, or if you have the chance, go see them. They'll change your life.