When my mom told me I got a pair of tickets to see one of my favorite bands, The Pretty Reckless, I freaked out. I was very excited to see them live and hear the music that I love performed right in front of me. I thought I was going to see a great show and great opening bands. I was so excited to see a rock band not only fronted by a female, but by someone just two years older than myself. As excited as I was, I unfortunately found myself very disappointed.

I arrived at the venue at 4:00 trying to avoid what I thought would be a long line of concert goers and expecting doors to open at 6pm.   I knew that every concert runs a little late, but when I arrived there were about 10 people on line and doors opened at around 7:15. There were rude fans blowing smoke in my face and things just seemed to be out of order. When the first opening band, “The Parlor Mob,” went on, my dislike of the night had started getting deeper. This band was so unfitting and corny that they sounded like they should be on “One Tree Hill.” There was almost no crowd interaction and I sat down is a crowd where 100% of the audience should be standing.

They next band, “The Blackboard Nails,” were just as dull and uninteresting to me. While I was impressed that the band was made up of triplets who were my age and touring the country, I was also disappointed that they too had no crowd interaction. I sat down during this performance. The last opening band, “The Hollywood Kills,” was amazing. The band was charming, kept the crowd going, and made me really excited. My two favorite songs were “Speak up” and “Runaway Baby.” The atmosphere in the crowd when these songs were performed was just incredible.

Finally, after a long intermission at around 10 pm, “The Pretty Reckless” went on. They started off with “Hit Me Like A Man” (off their new EP). The crowd was in frenzy. As they went on, I appreciated that the band kept the “I don’t care” attitude real, but I was getting fed up. While I was ecstatic to see my favorite songs performed live, I was getting tired of seeing Taylor Momsen bump, grind, and try to be seductive on stage. At first I was a little shocked that an 18 year old girl was dancing provocatively on a microphone in front of hundreds of people as if it was an everyday thing. I was just hoping that she would not do this for every song. I was hoping to be better connected with her. I was not happy about this show and would not go to another “Pretty Reckless” concert. I was waited over 6 hours for a live show that I was better off watching on Youtube.