Today was the day, I was restless the whole night and woke up early. I decided to listen to the lyrics from 'Chocolate' and dress in black from head to toe, I have to say, the outfit I wore to The 1975 was probably my favourite outfits ever. Skater skirt, bralet crop top and knee socks with boots, what could possibly go wrong? Unfortunately, I had no black lip stick so I went with a dark shade of a sort of purple colour. Finally, I was ready, glasses: check, sunglasses: check, black backpack: check.

Finally, we were in the city after a long drive after picking my friend up, Sam. We walked, and we walked, and took the occasional tram if need be, to get around the city. An obligatory take-away coffee in one hand, and our phones in the other, we strolled around taking in the city and trying to navigate through it at the same time. I have to say, the City of Melbourne is so close to everything, yet so far, you take a wrong a turn and good luck finding your way back. But after some serious recon, we were at The 1975's hotel... Except... We decided not to go in. I mean, we had no idea what was going on with this band, were they even there, did they leave already, were they still asleep, do they even sleep? Checking Twitter, we saw nothing, we were utterly confused, texting friends, we got information and heard there were a lot of people waiting for the band. It was a dead end, there was no way they were stopping for fans today, the hysteria had increased in a year and it was insane. With that in mind, it was time to leave and get some chow. During dinner, we'd seen that people had met them, I was no longer eating out of hunger but out of comfort, I need to comfort myself. I had the opportunity to meet them and didn't go for it, but hey, I thought it was for the best, I didn't want this band to completely hate this city and the people in it!

Today just was not our day at all, when catching the City Circle tram to go to Festival Hall, the tram stopped half way through and told us all to get off, "due to staff shortages". Although we thought weren't that far, it was a lot further than expected. We ended up walking for at least 30 minutes before we finally arrived at Festival Hall.

It was time to socialise. There were so many people waiting outside the venue, it was a struggle to get around and find people we knew. People had camped out for the best spot in mosh pit, but I had nothing to worry about, assigned seating was a god send this time. Walking through the sea of people, eyes judging your outfit and your every move, whispers whipping through the wind, it was the opposite of a love fest... Until finally, some familiar faces! It was practically a Twitter meet up and it was utterly fascinating watching people meet for the first time. Observing everyone and chatting with people, I thought to myself, this is the power of social media, some of us here today, at this exact place, at this time, have met through social media, have made the best of friends through a website.

After all the chit chat, it was time to go inside, I felt a bit empty when I had to say "goodbye, nice meet you/seeing you again, enjoy the show, good luck in mosh" because everyone I had met and seen were some of the loveliest people I had encountered in my life and worried that I'd never see these people again. Sam and I waited outside door B, and I awkwardly approached people in the line for door 6 or 7 about whether they were actually in door B, nope, no one, it was like were the only ones going to the balcony. Finally, we our tickets were scanned, after a little mishap with the scanners, but no matter, no matter, we were inside. Of course the first thing you do when you get inside the venue is locate the bar and then the toilet.

Empty bladders and a drink in our hands, we made our way to the seats and admired the view. Imaging having a view smack bang in the middle of the stage, that is where I was, I felt like I had to pat myself on the back for these tickets, which, might I just add, were brought last minute by myself.

With our double blacks in a plastic cup and our phones in the other, we were checking Twitter and texting people, trying to locate those in the mosh. Sam and I spotted a bunch of people. I was waving, standing up and yelling out to people, it was one of favourite parts of the night.

As soon as there was a glimpse of movement, the mosh pit moved in synchronisation and the support act, Circa Waves, kicked off the show. 

During Circa Waves, the balcony and side seats were practically empty. While I was having a rave, everyone sat there and just watched blankly or kept getting out of their seat and leaving, or were on their phones, or just weren't even there. I was basically the only one dancing to the band, it was during this time that I wished I was in mosh, I needed to dance without being judged. Thumbs up to the rocking band that is Circa Waves, if you've never heard of them, seriously look up this band and listen to their music! So much appreciation for their passion, talent and all round attitude to the crowd. Kieran kept pumping up the crowd and swore a lot. During their act, I was completely swooning over this band. Sian banging those drums, Sam on bass and Joe on guitar, while Kieran lead the vocals and played guitar, it was utterly thrilling.

After the second double black and quick trip to the toilet, the venue blacked out and it was time for The 1975 to do their thing. This was the second time I would be seeing The 1975, but this time it'd be different. Last year, I was in the 18+ mosh, and this year I would be in seating. George, Adam and Ross walked out one at a time, and then Matty walked out onto the stage, a bottle of wine in one hand and the microphone in the other hand. The show was completely captivating and I was on my feet the entire time, besides the quick little breaks which were spent sitting and being in complete shock of how incredible the band was. The rectangles were on display and as always, the lights were shining bright, I sort of hated the lights because I sometimes couldn't see the band members. Matty spoke to us a lot, he kept asking us how we all were, and of course, instead of saying, "I'm good, how are you", we all yelled at the top of our lungs. Throughout every song, you could hear everyone shouting and singing the lyrics out, we were all having the time of our lives, well I sure was. During each performance, the effects of the lights made it look and feel like you were floating on clouds and it was crazy, beautiful and mesmerising all at the same time. I admit to me recording some of the songs and taking photos but half of the videos I took have me screaming and talking about how much I love this band and me singing a lot and then they cut out because I just enjoyed the show just too much. I wasn't one of those people who had their phone in the hands over their face but just held out casually while I moved to the music, the video quality is so bad and I don't even care, I lived that concert to the fullest. Every song was performed to perfection, in fact The 1975 sound a lot better live than on their album, it's real and raw. During songs, Matty would talk to the audience, he told us how much he appreciated the fans and reminisced about their first Melbourne show, which I attended, I lost my shit. During Is There Somebody Who Can Watch You, Matty just sat at the piano and said, "This is a moment where me and you just get to fucking chill out", also making little comments as he played, "You don't have to be quiet, you don't have to be quiet, you can just tell everyone to relax." And then the best thing happens, Matty finally says, "Now I do want you to be quiet for this bit," and people are still talking so he goes, "shh"and then when it's all quiet, a man yells, "I GOT LAID TONIGHT" and Matty slowly claps and says, "Fucking legend... Now you can be quiet" and then him and John, the wicked saxophonist just do their thing. Towards the end of the gig, Matty told us to be quiet, love each other and feel united because music has united us all and "put (our) fucking phones down". I love what this man is about and I walked out of that concert not only appreciating life, and the people in it, but I also appreciated music a lot more and came to the sudden realisation that holy shit, I've basically met people because of a common interest, being music. It was not just a concert or a gig, but it was a life experience that I'll cherish.