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Outside of the palpable energy, what struck me most was the crowd’s apparent desire to live in the moment. There were very few phones in the sea of general admission, a notion I was very pleased by. Drunk millennials screamed lyrics into the space, threw themselves around dancing, and everyone was visibly having a good time. The community and energy throughout the building fascinated me and reminded me of what I love most about emo culture and music in general. It brings community, commonality, and togetherness through a single common interest.

Extending their arms towards the stage, the crowd reached for Beatty. A blend of voices echoed off the walls, every pause lifted with a word of encouragement. The sound surrounded the audience, a symphony that united the space.