I met Jesus, Part 2


If you missed yesterday’s post (http://www.tarasivec.com/i-met-jesus-part-1/) you’ll probably want to check that out first so you aren’t lost.  And if you already saw it, go ahead and see it again.  You know you want to.

So, where were we?  Oh yes, I was trying not to puke and bouncing up and down like a puppy on crack after meeting Jared Leto.  Fast forward to the concert.  There was only 5 of us who had tickets to watch the show from the side of the stage.  One of them was this chick:







Right there with you, honey.



The assistant for the band came and got us about 15 minutes before the show started.  We go through the curtains and we have to stand at the bottom of the stage steps for a few minutes.

This is me at that point:






Yeah, I’m a little bit giddy to be standing next to the stage.

Next, we go up the steps, the same ones the band will use to get on stage in just a few minutes.  I start freaking out all over again, bouncing up and down, squealing and grabbing onto my husband’s arm saying “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!”

Then I turn and look at our view.  Seriously, is there anything better than this???






The answer: No!  No there fucking isn’t!!!!  I mean seriously, this is where we’re going to watch the entire show?  How is this happening right now?!

The lights go down and the entire place starts screaming.  Tomo, Shannon and a few others get on stage and the music immediately starts.  And then we hear it: Jared’s voice.  But where the fuck is he??  We are looking everywhere for him.  After a few seconds, I feel hubs leaning against my arm and bouncing to the music.  I’m about ready to tell him to back the fuck off because I’m busy looking for Jared and I can’t be distracted right now.  I turn and WHAT THE FUCKERY OF FUCKS?  That isn’t my husband next to me, sliding against my arm.

Oh no.

That would be Jared.

Standing right next to me.


Hood up, sunglasses on, head down.  He looks up and right at me.


I mean seriously.  Are you grasping the magnitude of this situation???  This was me:





And probably a little of this:









I screamed so loud I’m pretty sure the entire venue heard it over the microphone. And then I see through the flashes of strobe lights that Jared has his MOTHER FUCKING ARM AROUND MY HUSBAND’S SHOULDER AND THEY ARE BOBBING UP AND DOWN TOGETHER WHILE HE’S SINGING.

WHAT.  THE.  FUCK is happening right now????

Luckily, I had my camera at the ready and got a few seconds of this moment.

See that hooded figure bobbing?  Yep, that’s him.

Next to me.

I’m sorry, I need a moment.  I seriously can’t even comprehend that this happened.

I’m okay.  I swear I’m not going to puke.

So, it only takes a few seconds for all 5 of us to realize that he’s standing right there by us and then we’re all jumping up and down like a bunch of fools.  We tried yelling to the crowd “HEY MOTHER FUCKERS!  LOOK HOW COOL WE ARE?!” but no one heard us.  He walks in between us and heads out on stage.

You know, just a few feet in front of us.










There wasn’t one part of this concert that wasn’t amazing.  Well, except for crazy chick (you can see her flopping around in the above video).  I’m not gonna lie, when hubs and I were waiting with the other people, we kept saying to each other “Please don’t let crazy chick be one of the 5, please don’t let crazy chick be one of the five.”

She was…exuberant, to put it nicely.  I’ve never seen anyone flail about and get so fucking sweaty ever.  Her sweatiness kept rubbing up against us on the side of the stage.  And she smelled like patchouli.  So by the end of the night, we both smelled like sweaty patchouli.

Look at how awesome it looks standing right behind the stage lights?!





You can’t really tell in the picture, but we were INCHES from those lights.  Freaky patchouli chick kept running her fingers and her face through the lights.  We kind of hoped they’d haul her ass off the stage, but that never happened.


At one point, a bunch of huge balls (insert ball joke here) fell from the ceiling and it was just awesome.








All through the concert, Jared (we’re totally BFF’s now) would walk around the stage and he would swing by us and make faces at us.  AMAZING.

And this part.  I just…I can’t.  I probably shouldn’t have worn any underwear because at this point, they were incinerated.

I mean seriously??? He had a cold and he still sounded fucking awesome.

But wait, there’s more.

More you say?


Does it get any cuter than a hot rock singer being sweet to a kid?  DOES IT?  Because if it does, I refuse to believe it.  REFUSE.










He pulled this little guy up on stage and I. WAS. DEAD.  He had him introduce the next song and let him stay on stage and dance with him for it.

Best.  Concert.  Ever.

And here’s some Q&A for you.  Things people asked me over the weekend about the concert:

Did he smell good?

A: I don’t remember.

Did he say your name?

A: I don’t remember.

Was his voice all soft and sweet or deep and manly?

A: I don’t remember.

Did you show him your tattoo?

A: FUCK! I forgot to show him my tattoo.

Obviously the entire thing was a blur.  I want a redo dammit!  A redo where I can be drunk and not give a fuck if I sound like a moron.

At least I have some cool shit they gave us.  And he touched this stuff.  All of it.  TOUCHED IT.








And here is where I shamelessly ask you to do something.  But it will benefit both of us, so there’s that.  This Saturday, Thirty Seconds to Mars is playing at the Hollywood Bowl.  They are going to do a LIVE broadcast of this concert on VyRT if they sell 7,500 tickets.  Right now, they are at 4,072.  Seriously, this NEEDS TO HAPPEN.  I NEED IT TO HAPPEN.  Tickets are cheap and you can watch the concert live or download it to watch later.

And, if you get your ticket, you can live chat with ME during the concert!  I’m going to set up a chatroom on VyRT (once I figure it out) and we can all Oooooh and Ahhhh together!

Get your tickets here: https://beta.vyrt.com/mars


  • LAUREN ROSA! says:

    I’m so with ya! thanks for sharing your concert experience! I cant wait for this show online! 🙂

  • Jessi says:

    I’ll inbox you again tonight and walk through the chat on VyRT. I love VyRT! We’re die hard fans of the band… and … *sighs* Yep. About sums it up, for me.
    I love your post! I know every feeling you felt. (minus the sweaty patchouli, thank God.)

  • Jammie says:

    You so crack me up! I can’t say I would have acted any differently that you did though! I guess I’m going to have to get a ticket for this one! Lets hope we make the goal!!

  • IveGotLotsToSay says:

    I LMAO. Seriously. I know when I get overly excited, my stomach starts to cramp. It happens when I go into DSW. Its like Im so excited I feel a need to take a shit. Im just glad your excitement isn’t the same as my bodily excitement because I suspect telling Jared you are so excited you feel like you need to take a shit wouldn’t go over. BUT! I do believe he would never forget it.

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