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The Resurrection Tour: A concert review of Crown The Empire, Asking Alexandria, and Black Veil Brides.

The Resurrection Tour: A concert review of Crown The Empire, Asking Alexandria, and Black Veil Brides.

I will offer insight to my old and new readers who are going to read this concert review for the resurrection tour of headliners Asking Alexandria and Black Veil Brides and their support Crown The Empire. Before I open any review content I will offer the reader who I am and what’s up with me. Well, to my new and old readers the February 27th concert marked an end of my three year concert no see drought. It was my first concert I have been to since the Blackmass in 2014. Intially I wanted to go to a lot of concerts in between the time of the three years. But loosing my appendix, loosing gallbladder, my right ovary eating my intestines causing a inguinal hernia, a massive golf sized humanoid tumor in my uterus, tons of endometerial tissue cauterized off my uterus, and my left knee turned into what I nicknamed as the Terminator knee(I was born with birth defected knees that requires surgeries throughout my life unfortunately). I have endured four major operations within the better amount of my dry concert period. Cause I deal with quite a lot of medical issues ranging from chronic migraine, endometerosis, poly cystic ovarian syndrome, irritable bowel syndrome, gastroparesis, etc. The list is huge. So I unfortunately had to skip out on a lot concerts that came to my area including Andy Black due to weather and medical reasons. THAT made me feel very sad that I could not attend. So while everyone was having fun. I was…

While I was enduring a lot from having four major operations, countless amounts of poking and proding, several CAT scans, MRIs, X-RAYS up the ass,etc. I also had to do a lot of GI testing and get poked in my head with Botox injections which hurt worse than tattoo needles. I needed a release. I got a temporary fix on 11/16/16 when I got my first tattoo.

Now I craved for a real release to get rid of the anguish, depression, etc I have been going through. I lost all my grandpa’s(due to cancer and natural causes). It’s been a different life without my grandpa’s in my life. With dealing with death, mental health, and physical health. I was overjoyed to find out BVB was coming to the Knitting Factory on February 27th, 2018 with AA and CTE In September of 2017. I instantly got the pre-sale tickets for my mom and I. My mom is a big BVB fan. She doesn’t have social media. But I stand in for my mom. The one huge factor in our way was the weather. It snowed two nights before the big night. Which stressed me out a lot. Thankfully the snow plowers did there jobs in which the roads were thankfully clear two days later for the big trip up to Spokane and back to my town. It’s a good four hour round trip. I got home at 3 am on February 28th. I got four hours of sleep that day. I had to clean that day with my mom. It was fun but it was worth it. ๐Ÿ˜†

Now let’s get the show on the road and stop talking about me. But I can go ten or fifteen days on myself. Talk about potatoes. Peak your interest. Let’s get some fry sauce and start this concert review.

My trip up to Spokane was very uneventful. My mom and I didn’t know what extent the roads were going to be like. So getting up there was stress full. I of course had to pick up my kid used to babysit and her boyfriend. They were tagging along with my mom and I. It was my kids I used to babysit for first concert ever and her first BVB show. I was so happy and excited for everything.

We got up to Spokane fine. Besides a few asshat drivers who didn’t know how to drive and got my mom’s road rage. LOL. We went and did some things before the concert. My kid that I used to babysit wanted to go to the mall, we went to a store called White Elephant for a personal reason, and other things.

They dropped me off at the correct time for the meet and greet. Here I am in line for the meet and greet pic and my meet and greet to meet BVB pic.

I was so nervous, emotional, and excited to see the guys again. Mostly I was stressed out at the time being cause my phone at the time had it’s service cut off and everything. I paid for the darn thing. I have it situated now but I was really stressed out cause my pre-sale tickets never came in the mail. It was during the time were two mail carriers were caught either throwing away loads and loads of mail or burned up about 60+ huge crates of mail. I fear my mom and Is tickets were the victim of there fraudulent activity and was thrown away or burned. It’s a total loss. But it was a huge penny earned for me. Cause I emailed about the situation to ticketweb. They issued will call duplicate tickets to replace the lost tickets in the mail. So I was stressed out being in the meet and greet line trying to figure out where the fuck will call was in the building. I finally got to it. They held a ticket for my mom. I got myself and low and behold they felt bad about what happened. They gave me a free fucking ticket. I felt bad cause the ticket would purely go to waste. So I am keeping it as a reminder that even in shit times good things can happen. I went in and re-entered the meet and greet line. Everyone got there tote bag and posters that were signed. I was still confused as fuck as to were to go. The people who consoled me about being emotional about showing BVB my tattoo that day helped me out with getting my tote bag and signed poster. You ladies are amazing. I love you so much. Your the true context and reason of the BVB army. That’s why I am so happy and content with being a part of this army. Besides the bullshit and drama of the fan base. We all are amazing and kickass people. I was in line with my second family. I never felt so at home away from home. I watched everyone meet the guys. The perks of being the last person in line. I set my things on the side. My mom couldn’t come and meet the guys with me. She had to stay with the kid I used to babysit and her boyfriend. She said it’s a mom thing and said she couldn’t leave a 15 year old by herself. Which is common sense. I agree. So I pretty much did a big deal thing and met the guys alone. So it worked out. I remember the two girls that consoled me getting done with there meet and greet. It was my turn. Fuck. Does a potato turn red. Yes it does. There for red potatoes. I turned fifty shades of red potatoes inside. Although from the last time I met BVB. I apologized for being such a real asshole to there band. It took bravery and a lot of “I have been through hell and back, I sure as shit can come off behind the keyboard and mouse to give vis-vis apology for my wrong doing to BVB”. I sure as shit did on 11/8/2014. But this time I was meeting them on a new leaf cause the page had turned from the apology and them all forgiving me. I freaking had a beautiful BVB tattoo on shoulder to escalate things even more.

I want to say special thanks to two people. One to BVB’s bodyguard, Yanni, for making sure shit was together. Asking me if I was the last one in line. I should have said “This persons going to be the last one” lol. Ahh oh well. He did a great job. The second one goes to Katie Wiggins. Thank you so much for the small gesture of telling me to not forget about my things. I suffer chronic migraine. Which in turn affects my cognition. My stress at the time was through the roof and I left my stuff there cause my mom was not there at the time to hold it for me. She usually does it for me cause I am disabled. But I got my big girl pants on that day. I got through it. Thank you so much Katie for helping me remind myself to get my stuff. I am very thankful for you in that moment. If you ever read this. You’re very awesome. You kick ass at what you do. So thank you so much Yanni and Katie. This little section is a appreciation to you. Same goes with everyone on BVB crew.

But I said my Hello’s for the people who wanted me to forward them to the guys. Andy pops off “Everyone says Hi” I said “Pretty much”. Of course I handed out there individual fan letters. They all were very happy in receiving there fan letters. Of course Andy had to call me “Potatoes” which is what through me off. Never thought in a million years I would hear him say “Potatoes” to me(I am easily entertained ๐Ÿ˜‚). I eventually recovered in my mind. Now the big moment. The sharing of my favorite thing on myself. My beautiful tattoo (see above). My first one. I told them I had something to show them. Then I showed them it. I wish I could freeze a moment. A moment in time that is precious as that was to me. When they all couldn’t say anything. But that they loved my tattoo. It’s right there I knew I had true devotion to this band and love. I felt so happy and proud to be a part of the BVB army. Despite my past. I am so happy that the leaf is turned now. That everything is new. I am excited to start a new and exciting adventure with the guys and BVB army beside me. You all individually mean the world to me. No matter how insignificant our friendship is. I love you so much. Always will. But what I experienced. Is something I will cherish forever.

Side note, I did get to tell my mom vis-vis that her ticket was being held at will call cause I couldn’t make out a call or a text cause my phones service got cut off. It was a pain in the ass. I was thankful I wasn’t the only one who had phone issues. Other people did to. I didn’t feel so alone.

As the regular queue was getting in. I already got my merch from early merch call. Even though before hand I already met BVBs merch guy and confused him. I said I needed the VIP tote bag and poster. He thought I was in line short changing him already to get merch. LOL. I helped him out diciphering Silverstein in the merch box. Oh hello middle school. There merch guys are funny.

I found my mom. Best sight ever. Took me 20 minutes. Her and I moved throughout the entire venue trying to get a great area to see the stage. We got the stairs. LOL. It is what it is. I enjoyed the enthusiasm of the crowd singing the venues radio station. Singing everything from Motley Crue to Bon Jovi. Between intermissions. It was very awesome to be a part of the choir again.

I want to make note that I found my uncle’s sidekick at the concert( For those who don’t know about my uncle Mark Hanna, he is a well known fan in the Pacific Northwest that has met loads of bands such as KISS, Warant before Jani Lane passed away, Quite Riot, Slaughter, NKOTB, and even met WWE wrestling stars. My uncle also has worked for 18 years local GNC supplement store in Lewiston, ID, the owner of the place is a member of the chipandales ๐Ÿ˜† My uncle has gotten around a lot, he is considered a celebrity in my area, I support it loads however, being family I give him the tease eye roll lol I kid hahaha, My uncle is funny as hell). He was jumping up and down like a rabbit and air guitaring just like my uncle does at concerts. People were making jokes at him. But I wasn’t. He reminded me one of my favorite uncle’s, Uncle Mark. He is a character for doing crazy shit like that. Cool little of track note, I went to a Dokken concert in 2011. I shit you not, my uncle had his own little gig on the floor going and people were supporting the hell out of him. I am always on my uncle’s team. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen when Don Dokken has to stop the concert and say “Yo dude you put my moves to shame”. It’s always something when I bring my uncle to shows. I hope someday I get to bring him to Black Veil Brides.

Crown The Empire was very good. I am not to much of fan. But I enjoyed there set as a specktator. As I learned from my past experience from hating bands,etc. It’s not worth my time. But I simply just enjoyed the company of good people. Sparked up mini conversations with people around me while CTE was playing. I am wished I could have paid attention. But beings though the music wasn’t doing it for me. I didn’t want to force myself into liking the music. I gave them my respect. For that, I was given my dignity and respect from people around me.

Now to get into the two acts I was looking forward to seeing. Asking Alexandria for the first time. BVB for the third time. But this was my first time seeing Asking Alexandria for the first time. I have been trying to see AA for years now. I remember the last time they came through to Spokane not with BVB but they were on the ten years in the black tour. But my grandpa was in the hospital dying. So I couldn’t make it to Spokane to see them. I had to stay in Orofino to bid farewell to my lovely grandfather who passed away November 1st,2016. So this was my grandpa saying sorry and enjoy your time of seeing AA. It was funny as hell that they had to come out twice due to crew error cause one of their crew heads forgot to plug in the power auxiliary cords. So we got to see AA twice in a one for show. Ben and Danny kept the hooker and prostitute jokes flowing. James looked very amused. While the crew worked on to get power up. I enjoyed my first time seeing Asking Alexandria. I mostly got worked up when the acoustic set got pulled out and”Vultures” and I cried when Danny tributed “Someone, Somewhere” to the armed forced and the people who have lost their lives. I looked up at the concert venue ceiling and blew a kiss to my grandpa’s Ross and Hanna. To my classmate Kelsey A. who died stationed in Guam. They played songs that have been a great help to my sobriety. Like “To The Stage” I will be five years clean on March 22, 2018. It hasn’t been a easy fest for me. It’s been hell. I live in hell every day with my opiod addiction. I live in pain every day with my medical issues. So to hear some of the “Reckless and Relentless” album played live in front of me. Has impacted my sobriety in such a way that I am appreciative and thankful for it. To hear classics of AA’s such as “The Final Prphochy” ,”Not The American Average”, “Killing You” “Run Free” , etc and new songs such as “Where did it go?”, “Alone In A Room”, “Into The Fire”, etc played were truly awestruckingly kickass to me. I have been a fan of theirs for five years. But finally to see them live is something I will never forget. Especially playing their last song the encore “Moving On” the song to which I fell in love with Asking Alexandria to begin with. To hear and see the song played live that connected you to the band for the first time, I can quite surely say that there were tears, goosebumps, and needing the the restroom afterwards. Hahaha.

Now the stage was getting ready for Black Veil Brides. Whilst while everyone else was waiting for BVBs crew to get there set ready. The venues radio station came back on again. Now the choir was really getting our pipes practicing and ready for the sweet torture of screaming the lyrics and singing every word to each track played by Black Veil Brides. Everything from Metallica, Motley Crue, Bon Jovi, etc. Plus during each intermission my mom and I dealt with people confused if we were in the line for the concessions or not. I told them they were in the right place and I wasn’t in line but in my spot a hundred times. LOL.

Of course Black Veil Brides blew up the house at the Knitting Factory again. I tried taking pictures. But decided against cause my old fashioned soul wanted to enjoy every drop of unleashing three years of anguish, hurt, frustrations, etc into that concert. That one night. I wanted to just be care free and not deal with my problems for the precious time I had with BVB in concert. They opened the choir with “Faithless” , “Coffin” , “Rebel Love Song” ,”The Legacy” , “Lost It All” ,”Wake Up”,”I Am Bulletproof” “When They Call They Name”, “Wretched and Divine”,”Knives and Pens” “Shadows Die” , “Perfect Weapon” , “Fallen Angels” and “In The End”. From start to finish I was screaming and headbanging like my life depended on it. I felt at home away from home from potatoland. I felt like I was one with the people in the concert venue. Although we were different in many ways, we all shared the same bonds and love through music that holds our army or family together. Whatever we go through as in terms of drama bullshit or whatever. Always know family has each other’s backs no matter what. I felt like everyone in that concert venue despite some drunk asshole getting thrown out of the venue for being a asshole, my poor little kid I used to babysit got into a tussle with her boyfriend. Thankfully her boyfriend protected my little kid I used to babysit and punched the guy who was harrassing people and trying to start a bad mosh pit. Her boyfriend did get messed up a bit but he is 110 okay. No broken bones or anything. He said he sprained his ankle a bit. But we called his grandma to ask how he is doing and all is well. He calls it concert battle wounds. The security guard thanked him for punching him. It was funny. Despite him being hurt.

I quite enjoyed the #TBT on “When They Call They Name” it’s such a beautiful thing to ever happen and to witness live. I will never forget I thought out loud when liquid butter interview snippet came up and I yelled “Andy’s voice is like liquid butter”. I had two reactions. The people who got it. The people who did not get it. The people who got it doubled over and loled. The others just gave me the wtf look. Hahaha. But anyways the material used on it created by Patrick Fogarty was very emotional and beautiful to see.

Whomever is AA’s and BVB’s lighting director. Mad props to you guys works on the best theatrics for each set. I have chronic migraine. Even though there was white used in the affects. My sensitivity to light is very aggressive. It wasn’t to sharp or hard. My only concern is to put filters on the pure white backgrounds or use an off white background cause there is a huge group of people in the BVB army and AA family that suffers chronic migraine. Other than that your visuals and lightning is spectacular as a potato getting bedazzled.

The part where everyone sang Juliet a belated Happy Birthday was a cool experience I will never forget. Ever. It was incredibly awestruckingly beautiful to see Juliet being so shy to get up on stage and accept her birthday wishes from the crowd.

My mom and I enjoyed the encore. She enjoys her favorite’s “In The End” and “Fallen Angels”. She absolutely goes bonkers when they play her two favorites last. It’s become the highlight of every Black Veil Brides show of mine. Seeing my 47 mother fangirl so hard over BVB is something I take near and dear to my heart. I never knew how the fuck I turned her on to BVB. But I am very happy that I did so. It’s the best thing in the world. To bond with my mom with a a band with positive recollection of self worth and being proud of who you are. This is the fucking band I want parents to bond with there children. I want parents disregard what the internet has to say about Black Veil Brides and actually go to there concerts and actually experience the choir for themselves. Who cares what there co-worker Sally or Tim said about BVB. Those people are people of my past life I chose never to resurrect again. Miserable people. My homework for people out there who are afraid of taking there kids to BVB concert. Just do it. The new found bond I have with my mom is amazing. I couldn’t take it for granted. This for the countless posts I read from kids whom have parents who won’t take there kids to concerts.

I also had the pleasure of meeting Jake Pitts aunt and uncle at the show. They are very kind and generous people. Jake’s relatives are very funny. Jake’s aunt popped off to me “This is my type of music I listen to but we are here to support our nephew, Jake Pitts” and his uncle said ” I quite enjoy our nephews music the rest is just not my type” Jake Pitts, your aunt and uncle rule. I walked out of the venue laughing my ass off cause that.

All in all, our trip home was great and smooth sailing. Our group got to see a man get arrested for possible drugs at a pit stop in Colfax, Washington. Upon our departure from the gas station from Colfax to home the guy got out of police custody. Me thinking out loud again popped off again “Yo dude you better go inside and buy a lottery ticket.” Everyone started laughing hard at my little comment. Then on the way home, Z-Rock 96.5 played “The Last One” as an ode to a farewell to great night of memories made with lovely people. It was a great gravy topper to the mashed potatoes of the night I had with great people. Everyone go to and from home safely. Got to see a awesome concert. Filled with new memories and ones that I will never forget till the day I die. Especially the one of showing BVB my tattoo. That has stuck with me for awhile. I am afriad it’s going to stick forever. Ever. I can’t wait to see them in the future. Keep being “Be well, be strong” and “Never give in, never back down.”

I also need your help I am going to be coming up with a deadline for this soon. But it’s up to you, you the reader you got my digital pen you get the chance to voice to your opinion on “Vale” link here: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLScjgfQBa3HDiHBmNr1NUncErE6580GtzxED8tw6DCsAGLBANw/viewform

I am also in the process of reviewing Asking’s self titled so everything is very slothy in my headquarters. I am a very small percentile of BVB army members whom got extremely sick straight after the concert. It’s either the flu or the cold. I happened to got the cold. I didn’t catch it at the concert. So unfortunately for us small percentile fans this bug was watching and waiting to attack us at the right moment. I am still not one hundred percent. But I am feeling better now. But will slowly be getting into my reviews. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿค˜

Enjoy this read. I appreciate and love every one of my readers.

Concert at Knitting Factory, Spokane, Washington. February 27th 2018. The Resurrection Tour: Asking Alexandria, Black Veil Brides, and Crown The Empire.

Written by: Mariah Hanna @PotatoBVBQueen *See About page about astric 3/19/2018

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Second Chances: A Black Veil Brides and BVB Army dedication!

I was inspired by this article by Mandy on twitter. She has helped me among others counsel me to the point where they helped get rid of the BVB hater I once was. This month will be my one year anniversary of being in the BVB army what better way to celebrate it than in a positive light and in teaching or advice manner. Mandy, Amy, and Cindy helped me and give me that well need slap or cold water in my on my face to wake my up. They talked me out of the guilt and shame of being a past BVB hater. The passed is no more and I am ready to live the future and present. Without them I have no clue what I would do. I will express my opinions, advice, and inspiration to people who are afraid to take that step into giving things a second chance even if you absolutely hated it before. I will talk about my experience and counter-act it so that you the reader can use it as your own advantage point to try new music, food, etc.

On January 27th of last year was forever a changing day in my life. I planned on ending my life that day but I ended up killing the BVB hater that was inside of me. I had written my suicide note in full on a document on my computer and obituary. I was going to end my life cause I was tired of being in pain all the time twenty-four seven three hundred sixty-five days out of the year due to my permanent headache conditions that make life a living hell. It wasn’t till a cancer scare sent me over the edge to further go with my plans of doing the disheartening deed. It wasn’t until my plans go intercepted by a band that I did not particularly like at the time I was at my wit’s end. All lost hope was gone. I clicked on they’re video cause I was in a shitty rock bottom mood. But what happened was beautiful. I am still lost for words on it. Andy spoke to me the fucking BVB hater who was going through shit that his fan base has some struggles with. Him and his band mates reached their hand out to me. Told me it was okay. Sometimes we all fall down. To never give in, never back down all in the music video “In The End”. Every inch of my heart that falsely hated BVB was filled with love, admiration, inspiration, respect, and support. They rose me from the ashes and helped guide me on that path that I should have been on cause I was a lost soul for years. I am proud to be a BVB army family member. I have been utterly blessed with love each day by the lovely members of BVB army and who they are as people. I love them all so very much. With all my heart.

YOU the reader can rise from the ashes and have your New Years Day too. Again try new things. Unlike I did I tried a band out for a “Second” time in a disheartening circumstances. BVB where their when I needed someone the most. They understood me and understood what I was going through. ย They still even help me out. I can’t believe the wonder and power behind their music. They are one of a kind band. One that can’t be re-created. They have that spark, powerhouse, and magic about them that makes them such an epic fucking band live and I can’t even explain it on CD.

Many people have asked me, told me, or yelled at me. Why do you like this band? Black Veil Brides is a faggot ass band why do you like them so much? You should kill yourself if you like Black Veil Brides so much? How on earth can you stand those freaks? Are you retard? Etc?

What I will aptly reply to all of that. Do your research about the band. Listen to their music. Get educated. Even before you come to me ask me those questions. It’s quite stupid day in and day out to read, hear, or behind someones back receive hate that is just stupid to begin with. So do the world a favor and get educated.

My thoughts on “Second Chances” everyone deserves them. Even the dreaded Black Veil Brides haters. Why? The BVB haters cause some of them are just guided into wrong crowds or social interactions in life. Plus some of the biased media plays a huge role in falsely making BVB haters. Some of the media asshats wants you to believe that BVB are monsters, their out to get you, they are terrible people, and they make shitty music. That they do so and so. When in doubt they do the exact opposite. People, bands, things, etc ALL deserve a “Second” chance whether you like it or not at the time. I absolutely hated BVB falsely not knowing the reasons I hated them were all plagued by the media and people I was hanging out with via the internet. I got rid of those people by extensive research, deleted people out of my life on my social medias, and then started my new life with the BVB army.

It’s quite simple go on the internet preferably on Spotify or YouTube. Type in keyword: Black Veil Brides, Potatoes, or what the fuck it is your afraid or need to put F.E.A.R in its asshole. ย My whole world changed when the magic and love of Black Veil Brides music was let in my heart. It was a very beautiful day to be certain. I didn’t go see the clouds that day. The BVB hater that I was did. People who give “Second Chances” to things are amazing people.

It’s just like people who give a dog or kitty cat a “Second Chance” rescue them from the shelter and adopted them. It’s very heartwarming that the person or person’s took that animal into their home to give it love, shelter, and food. So why can’t this happen to people too. Give pets and people “Second Chances”. You may never know YOU might get a grumpy cat person to adopt or the next Lil Bub.

What has my “Second Chance” by allowing Black Veil Brides music into my heart. Its given me friends from all over the world I can count on. Its given me my life back. Its helped me find my person. Its helped me find who I am in the world. Its helped me guide myself to finding my future career which you are reading the words now of it. Its has completed me. Its helped me in ways I can’t explain. I am forever grateful, thankful, and every most overjoyed Black Veil Brides and the BVB army came into my life. YOU all deserve some sort of potato plaque with loads of potato made products.

A “Second Chance” doesn’t mean the end of the world is coming. It means that you are open-minded and stepping out of the box of what is normal. People often think its okay to just live with monotonous lives. People can live that way. I have no problems with it all. To each their own and to their own opinions. Which by the way you are entitled to. I will respect it and you shall respect mine. But don’t have it so it crosses the line period. But people live such monotonous lives that they don’t even try. I am glad I have grown up with a sense of an open mind. So it’s not the end of the world to try something new. Even if it’s once in a while.

Even if you have to give it a third chance so be it. Do what you please. Sing the songs you love. Eat the food that pleases you. Do the activities that make you happy. Do what makes YOU happy. Cause at the end of the day, I am quoting Andy Biersack here, YOU are your own best fan and YOU don’t want to hurt that person. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Treat YOU right. Get help for self harm, suicidal tendencies, etc. Cause its better to have done it verses than I am “Thinking about” it.

I truly hope the best for every one of my readers that comes along and reads my articles old and new. It means a lot to me. Each reader sincerely means the world to me. I can’t explain to all of you that. This is to some of the most lovely fans out their who believed in me when no one else did. Thank you. Here is to your “Second Chances” cause you all deserve them too from people. I wish you all the best wishes in the world along with Black Veil Brides and their families/friends.

I will wrap this article up telling you all what is coming up in with “The Potato Queen” in 2014. ย I am hoping to go back to college this year to get a business degree and a minor in either English or creative writing. Preferably creative writing. I hope everything works out cause I had to take an infinite withdrawal from college back in 2011 for a while to get myself well cause I have 6 chronic illnesses and 5 of them are permanent. 2 are life threatening. I have been through so much medically and this a little glimmer of hope that I have for myself In hopes that I can make it in the world without feeling like a failure in society cause of being constantly sick as fuck 24/7 around the calendar. Nothing makes me proud and internally happy than writing. Knowing I have a huge potential in making it as a huge rock and roll journalist proves that “Second Chances” are infinite and real. It’s a true blessing and one that changed my life forever. To know I can get a degree that isn’t going to stress me the fuck out and put my health in to jeopardy is a blessing disguise. This all happened and in thank you’s of Black Veil Brides. I couldn’t thank them enough if I were to meet them face to face. They mean the world to me. I am happy and blessed that I became a loyal fan of theirs. I am overjoyed. Words can’t express my gratitude towards Black Veil Brides, what they stand for, and who they are because they are wonderful, epic , crazy, kind, gentle, beautiful, charismatic, cheerful, supportive, and loving human beings inside and out.

“The Potato Queen’s Articles, Reviews, and fun tiddly bits for 2014”

The Potato Queen’s top Albums for 2013

Reviewing Ronnie Radke’s mix-tape with various artists

Going to Review the hilarious Average Joe: Season 2

Review any band that wants me to review their music

Going to write a few medical pieces

Reviewing We Stitch These Wounds Re-Release whenever the announcement and release of it comes

Going to do small little inspiring articles while BVB is in studio producing CD number 4

January 27th is a little holiday with me. It’s the day I repented. Come celebrate with me on my twitter as I will think of something special to do for BVB that day in commemoration. It also marks a year that I haven’t had one single suicidal thought ever. It’s the small feats that counts. \m/

Throughout the year just keep checking my blog for updates, articles, rants, reviews, etc ย to come your way. I am excited to start my journey as an amateur journalist. I send my love and wishes to everyone. Hope everyone has a Happy New Year. A kick ass one too.

Happy New Year and here is to “Second Chances” in 2014,

Written By: Mariah L. Hanna

Copyright @PotatoBVBQueen 1/8/14

*Journalists Note moved to About page in archives. Thank you for your concern. Best of wishes.

NEVER GIVE IN..NEVER BACK DOWN..NEVER GIVE IN..NEVER BACK DOWN…WHEN YOUR LIFE FEELS LOST(FIGHT AGAINST ALL ODDS!).. NEVER GIVE IN..NEVER BACK DOWN- BLACK VEIL BRIDES