At the very beginning of the first song, Angelo suddenly spun in from the side of the stage and dove into the crowd, and his white Dr. Martens (the old ones with the nostalgic paint on them) hit me right on the nose. My nose wouldn’t stop bleeding pretty sure the bone was broken. There can’t be many people in the world who’ve ever seen Angelo’s Dr. Martens from such dangerously close range. Still, I managed to stay until the end of the show, and it turned into a great memory.