What a wet and wild night with 30 Seconds to Mars, and I say this without exaggeration. Rain, err, typhoon, came down real hard and my shoes tore apart from all the jumping, running and dancing. (Yes, there was some running involved.)
I will post photos from the concert soon. Meanwhile, here's a look at the aftermath of that night--decidedly sick, staring into space, still couldn't get over the fact that Jared Leto flew over to this side of the world, me writing unparallel phrases...I'll stop.