Fuse Fangoria Chainsaw Awards/Pete Wentz Update

I heart Rob Zombie!

So, last night I was "lucky" enough to go to the taping of the Fuse Fangoria Chainsaw Awards. As with most award shows, this was kind of a joke. Although, I know the Fangoria crowd will beg to differ. (Fangoria is a magazine for horror buffs, if you haven't already figured that out.) The Chainsaw awards have actually been around quite awhile, which made for an interesting crowd between the nerdy magazine people and the teeny bopper kids there for the music.

The awards themselves are cool if you're a horror fan. Films like that don't get the recognition they deserve. The categories are kind of kooky, but what the hay. And considering the only other time I've been to the Orpheum is for a screening of Dead Alive, a part of me does feel at home with that crowd. I'm not going to talk about the awards, though. I love Fuse too much to spoil it for them. I will talk about the music and the gossip, though.

First of all, the evening was way more subdued than I'd expected. Apparently between Fuse and Fangoria, they didn't have enough pull to bring in a celebrity-filled audience. In fact, unimportant people such as myself were ushered to the floor from the balcony to fill seats. Which is exciting for an unimportant person.

I watched Avenge Sevenfold do their thing with the smoke and the strippers from the balcony, which was actually a good place to watch them from. I'm afraid that close up they wouldn't be as cute as I expect them to be. Plus, Bat Country isn't my favorite song. After they played, one of the people from the show started asking people if they wanted to come downstairs. Of course I wanted to be closer for 30 Seconds to Mars!

Unfortunately, we had to sit through a lot of awards and a performance by Chingy before that would happen. And like I said, I won't spoil the awards. Not even Prince of Darkness. Which brings me to the PETE WENTZ UPDATE! I haven't had one in soooooo long. And I blame my friends for being party poopers and not wanting to go to LAX with me! Anyway, Pete and Patrick presented the award for creepiest kid. Why did they have to put Pete up there with kids? He was a little awkward, but it's because he's a big kid himself, I guess. I think he just wanted to play with the kid from the Omen. But in a good way. Like busting out the Transformers or something. After the performers present, they're bussed through to the lobby. My friend gets up to get a drink and she comes back and was like "Pete was standing right next to me." Of course, I couldn't just go out there to stare. That's not cool. Then she nudges me, "Pete's to my right!" So I look over and there he is, looking for a seat to watch 30 Seconds to Mars. I tried to telepathically get him to sit next to us. Unfortunately, that didn't work. They did sit down right behind us, though. Needless to say I could not breathe for a second. I wanted so badly to turn around and start talking to him! Argh! It just wasn't the time and place for that. They didn't have to be in the audience, so even though they were talking about an afterparty, I didn't want to bother them. I probably should have, though. Pete is cute close up. Haha! It was kind of distracting knowing that Pete was behind me while 30 Seconds to Mars played, but Jared is so beautiful and I knew all the words...

30 Seconds to Mars were as amazing as I expected. Jared Leto and company deserve to sell millions records. Their performance was a little over the top, but who cares, right? Jared Leto is so beautiful and so intense that he just makes sense. I'm really ashamed to say I wasn't behind them on the first album. I'm curious to see this performance on TV. First of all, they had these weird druid people in cloaks. I guess you'll just have to watch. I can't even explain it. All I know is they sounded amazing. I think my new obsession may have to be Shannon Leto. I know he's not as pretty as Jared, but something about him intrigues me. Maybe it's cause he's a drummer. Maybe it's the photography thing. Who knows. Somehow I'm going to have to find him and hopefully have a proper conversation. Any advice, people?

After the show we hung out in the lobby for awhile. I wanted to see Pete again, but no luck. We did see Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship and Travis McCoy from Gym Class Heroes, though. I was also secretly hoping to see Mike Shinoda from Lincoln Park, since I did want to be that lame girl that goes up to him and says, "We went to high school together. Do you remember me?" And the real test would be to see if he says no, because I think I'm a heck of a lot more attractive now than I was in high school! Actually the real test would be to find Dan Estrin and see what he says. Ew. I have that yearbook waiting to be scanned. Maybe I'll do it this afternoon....

We couldn't get the lowdown on the afterparty, so we only won half the battle-getting into the awards, which I have to thank Virgin Records and 30 Seconds to Mars and their fanclub for. I wouldn't have gone for anyone else. Well, not anyone else playing that show anyway.