My heart was a drum constantly palpitating in attempt to keep something alive; in this case it was my adrenaline filled body. Diversity was spread among the talents that put on a show, but after waiting for hours, four men that called themselves Fall Out Boy strode onto the pitch platform just anticipating creating memories. Blaring beats started playing encouraging the crowd to gombol to the angsty song. Glimmering strobe lights illuminated beads of sweat down their flushed cheeks as the scent of sweat invaded my nostrils and the ballad carried on. Suddenly, sound was stopped, the surroundings went dark, people waited, confusion obscuring the attendees minds while waiting impatiently. A peaceful acoustic was strummed as a song began to