Fresh in from their hometown of Chicago after playing their first official comeback show after a three-year hiatus, Fall Out Boy took the stage at New York City's Studio at Webster Hall at 9 PM sharp Tuesday night. Eager fans in the audience buzzed about how they managed to score a ticket or which friend of a friend (of a friend) was able to squeeze them on a guest list. A pair of kids outside the venue couldn't stop shouting expletives after buying fake tickets off a Craigslist scammer.
Despite the excitement, the audience wasn't sure what to expect. Would the band get along? Were Fall Out Boy happy to be back or were they staging a quick cash-grab? Most importantly, what were they going to sound like?
They sounded f-cking awesome. Patrick, Pete, Joe and Andy were well rehearsed and well rested—it was high intensity for the entire 90-minute set. The Studio at Webster Hall was made for bands like Fall Out Boy: brave audience members can (and did) crowd surf their way directly onto the stage, and there's just something about the 300-person capacity that felt like the perfect sweet spot for the band.
They ran through the 24-song set list like seasoned pros, but a few of the oldies gave them a little bit of trouble. "Sorry, I forgot some of the words on that one!" (It's okay, Patrick.) It was just like old times, and it was almost like nothing had changed. Almost.
Whether you're getting a ticket to their upcoming Save Rock and Roll tour for nostalgia's sake or you're pumped about the new album (Save Rock and Roll, out May 7), you're going to notice a few changes from the pre-hiatus Fall Out Boy shows. Here's a few things to expect at a 2013 FOB concert.
If you're a Fall Out Boy die-hard, chances are you first caught the boys live in some VFW hall in middle America about a decade ago. And back in those days, there was no "checking in"... or updating your status or posting to Instagram or taking videos of the show on your phone. And it was kind of peaceful, wasn't it?
Not only might your view be blocked by rows and rows of lit up smartphones at a Fall Out Boy show in 2013, but that's likely to happen at any concert you go to these days. Not to get all Drunk Uncle on you, but back in my day, kids used to go to shows to... watch the show. Not anymore. It's more about proving you were there than actually being there at that moment. Thanks, Internet.
At an old FOB show, you were likely rushing to the doors the moment the show was over to bum a cigarette from whoever would give you one. Now they make e-cigarettes, which are scary and weird. They look identical to real cigarettes, but they're actually electronic inhalers that vaporize a liquid solution into an aerosol mist.
Though the FDA's jury is still out on e-cigarettes, they're apparently okay to smoke indoors. And if you're lucky, two rude girls will stand directly in front of you firing away on a couple of these for the entirety of the concert.
We're used to seeing a cute and chubby Patrick Stump on the stage wailing on the guitar while lamenting about girls and how they never pay him any attention. (See: Almost every Fall Out Boy song.) But what a difference a few years makes.
Before releasing his 2011 solo album, Soul Punk, Patrick dropped 60 pounds. He told Us Weekly, "I don't really have a moment specifically that made me [lose the weight]," but he decided to start cutting his portions in half and exercising regularly. Not only did he get healthy and help alleviate his asthma, but the cherry on top: "I've never gotten hit on this much—ever."
If you didn't catch their Believers Never Die Part Deux tour in 2009, then you haven't seen FOB's resident DILF, Pete Wentz, in action yet. Pete's then wife, Ashlee Simpson, gave birth to their son, Bronx Mowgli, in late 2008, which not only made Pete a father but also a DILF.
Like the band themselves, Fall Out Boy fans have grown up a bit over the past three years—most of them can buy themselves a beer now. This is both terrifying for older FOB fans who've always been able to buy beers at their shows (hint: you're officially old) and exhilarating for younger FOB fans who can finally black out (legally) at a pop punk show. "Thnks fr th Mmrs" takes on a whole new meaning.