So I work at a summer camp and a lot of the camp is Native American/Tribe themed. We spend all week long banging on drums and wooping and war crying. It seems we do it so often that I’ve forgotten how to just shout like normal. Well, I finally got the opportunity I’ve been waiting years for to attend a Twenty One Pilots concert with a friend who also worked at the camp with me. I found that, instead of screaming, we’d been doing our Native American war cry, song after song. Once realizing this is what was happening, we both became hesitant. Then it hit me.
“Am I the only one, waging my war behind my face and above my throat” - Mirgraine
“Then wages of war will start inside my head with my counterpart” - March to the Sea
“Nothing kills a man faster than his own head” - Trapdoor
“We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition” - Guns for Hands
“I fought it a lot and it seems a lot like flesh is all I got, not anymore, flesh out the door, swat” - Holding onto You
“Fight it. Take the pain, ignite it.” - Holding onto You
“One thing consists of consistence and it's that we're all battling fear... Peace will win and fear will lose ” - Car Radio
“No one else is dealing with your demons meaning maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning, friend.” - Kitchen Sink
“In my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase and it's said that a war's lead but I forget that I let another day go by” - Anathema
“Whether or not I got caught they just might wage war on you, therefore it's true, that I shot my general on my side of enemy lines.” - Clear
If anything the war cry was the most appropriate thing I could have been doing. Going to a TOP concert is like literally choosing to walk into battle. Their music literally lays out the pain and the fight that we daily wage war on. Some days we win, some days we lose. But when we all walk in together to that stadium we are reminded that we’ve not been killed thus far and together we are a collective of people who have lived to fight another day. We are an army, a people who’ve had a really tough time, singing to the sky. Dealing with our demons and defeating them.
I continued my war cry that night. Proud to say not a single person gave me a funny look or told me to stop. I even got to hear a few people join my friend and I. And as I continue to show hop, make my way around to TOP concerts, this is the only way I will be yelling from now on. Not just shouting into a stadium, but waging war on the night with the rest of the crowd. What can I say, my friends and I...we got a lot of problems.
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