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2022

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Nine in the Afternoon live from the Viva Las Vengeance Tour

(Not a great quality I know, I was literally shaking when Nine came on, such a happy song)

3rd of March, 2023, Glasgow

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Why the Viva Las Vengeance hate? I understand people have different tastes, like I’m not the biggest fan of pray for the wicked but if I’m in the mood for it, it’ll be spun on the record player.

I honestly think the VLV hate comes from the internet not forgiving Brendon for past mistakes from over a decade ago now

AND NO, his voice is not strained, the album was recorded on tape, this was for the album to sound like a “live show in a sweaty basement” and it serves that purpose, from the catchiness to Viva Las Vengeance to the heartbreak of Don’t Let the Light Go Out to the harmonies in God Killed Rock and Roll to the absolute power of a tune Sugar Soaker to the unique rollercoaster of Something about Maggie and Sad Clown

Now let’s break down every single fucking song in a very brilliant way

1. Viva Las Vengeance

“Someone DIDN’T process their burnout in therapy, and now we all get to hear it.”

This is Brendon getting strapped into a rollercoaster made of power chords and yelling, “I regret EVERYTHING.”

It’s loud. It’s unhinged. It’s a musical midlife crisis with eyeliner.

10/10. Based. Messy. Cathartic.

2. Middle of a Breakup

“You can’t call it toxic if it’s catchy.”

The camp. The DRAMA. The fact he sounds like he’s fighting a breakup and a glitter demon at the same time.

You’re not sure if he’s heartbroken or aroused. Probably both.

Pop-punk sex anthem with ‘60s flair. Unexpectedly spicy

3. Don’t Let the Light Go Out

“Sad boy walks through a thunderstorm with mascara running. The movie moment.”

It’s giving existential despair but make it cinematic.

He said “if I’m going down, I’m singing into the void like it’s Broadway.”

A power ballad for people who spiral romantically.

4. Local God

“Hi, yes, I’d like to order one serving of salt with a side of repressed band trauma.”

It’s petty. It’s peppy. It’s probably not about Ryan Ross, but it’s funnier if you pretend it is.

This is Brendon’s ✨ musical subtweet ✨ and honestly? Iconic behaviour.

5. Star Spangled Banger

“Brendon Urie saw a firework and decided to scream at it.”

Is it about patriotism? Is it a metaphor?

No one knows. It’s nonsense and chaos. But it’s fun.

If this played at 2am in a Vegas casino, you’d dance. You would.

6. God Killed Rock and Roll

“Jesus wept. So did Freddie Mercury.”

This is the ballad of a man mourning rock music… while writing an entire glam rock album.

There’s a choir. There’s a key change. There’s an existential crisis dressed as a prom theme.

Is it satire? Is it genuine? Yes.

7. Say It Louder

“Confidence is sexy. So is yelling.”

This is Brendon at full diva power. It’s him standing in front of a mirror going,

“I am the moment. I am the genre.”

Big boots, big notes, big ego. We respect it.

8. Sugar Soaker

“What if ‘Grease’ had a heatstroke and started hallucinating?”

This is just a party in hell’s diner. The lyrics make no sense and that’s the point.

You don’t listen to this with your brain, you listen with your hips.

Unhinged. Electric. Sweet like gasoline.

9. Something About Maggie

“What if Buddy Holly sang about a girl with ‘mad delusion’ and it absolutely slapped?”

It’s adorable and unwell at the same time.

You’re not sure if Maggie’s real, but you want her to be okay.

Gives Heathers energy in the best way.

10. Sad Clown

“Bohemian Rhapsody’s dramatic cousin who works at Hot Topic.”

Genuinely heart-wrenching. Deeply theatrical.

He’s not okay. And that’s okay.

It’s camp. It’s chaos. It’s crying in six-part harmony.

11. All by Yourself

“An anthem for every lonely person in a glittery waistcoat.”

He’s talking to himself in the mirror, like a pop-punk Phantom of the Opera.

You didn’t ask for this hug from a glam rock ghost — but you needed it.

12. Do It to Death

“If I’m going down, I’m taking the piano with me.”

The final number. The curtain call. The lights dim.

Brendon plays one last chaotic note and disappears into a puff of glitter and screams.

Perfect ending. No notes. Overdramatic in the best way.

Vva Las Vengeance wasn’t just an album.

It was a theatrical meltdown in 12 acts, and people weren’t ready for it.

But if you were? You know. You know.

Now shut up and go to bed

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wow! Litwrally the same photo!(take me out of my misery)

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something i love about Paramore is how easily performable their songs are like

it's not just a song where u stand there and sing it yk it just feels wrong to not jump around or at the least have SOME movement

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Okay so I mocked up a setlist for Panic!’s WWWY set, this is a CONCEPT and is similar in style to the VLV tour so here we go:

ACT 1: Lets get everyone absolutely bouncing

Say Amen (Saturday Night)

Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time

Let’s Kill Tonight

This Is Gospel

Miss Jackson

Emperors New Clothes

ACT 2: A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out

Introduction

The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage

London Beckoned Songs About Money Written by Machines

Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks

Camisado

Time to Dance

Lying Is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

Intermission

But It's Better If You Do

I Write Sins Not Tragedies

I Constantly Thank God for Esteban

There's a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought of It Yet

Build God, Then We'll Talk

ACT 3: The Grand Finale

Girls/Girls/Boys

Nine in the Afternoon

Death of a Bachelor

Viva Las Vengeance

The Ballad of Mona Lisa

Victorious

Now why in this way? Well I’m going off the Viva Las Vengeance setlist, as I’m expecting it to be mainly Brendon coming back and not the rest, it makes sense in my mind

ACT 1 is essentially to get the crowd going, every set since the death of a bachelor era has had Don’t threaten me with a good time in the opening slot, with the latest iteration in the VLV tour where it was 3rd, I have removed Hey Look Ma and replaced that with Let’s Kill Tonight. Some may not like the idea of Say Amen being performed but it’s highly unlikely he’ll perform High Hopes due to this being an emo festival, but I had too and wanted to include a song from every album across the band’s discography. Before the end of act 1, it’s self explanatory - this is how it was set up during the VLV tour, instant Panic! classics with emotion, fun, flair and theatrics like these 3 can portray. This is Gospel as it’s a song which is widely believed to about original drummer Spencer Smith, as he left the band to focus on health and recovery following addiction. Furthermore, Miss Jackson is just a song which can get people head banging (which i did do in the VLV tour) and of course he will want to belt out THAT note in Emperors New Clothes - these 3 songs were also the final 3 songs in act 1 of the VLV tour (not very creative of me I know)

Act 2 is self explanatory, the festival and Panic! themselves has stated that the album will be performed in its entirety. Now it’s important to note that it may not be in the exact order of the album - although I do personally believe that they will want to go from the Only Difference to Build God in order just as they did with the album Viva Las Vengeance throughout the entirety of the VLV tour. I also believe Brendon will perform intermission on the piano just as he did 18-20yrs ago, as he’s a brilliant piano player and will most likely want that little break from working his vocals too much considering it’ll be his first performance in front of a large crowd since the final leg of the VLV tour in the UK in March 2023. And what’s more to love than hearing every single song of Fever live once more? I may not be able to attend but I will be ready for the full set vids

Act 3 is fairly straightforward, absolute fantastic way to close out a show. Girls/Girls/Boys is the perfect song to play after Fever, the crowd will be wanting it too be performed as it’s remained a constant on the setlist since 2014, and of course they will all want to express unity in trying times. Nine in the Afternoon do I need to say anything else? Emo classic, one of the bands most iconic songs, happiness is always expressed whenever it’s played. Death of a Bachelor, of course, one of panic!’s best songs post-split, with Brendon’s Sinatra style flair with his own modern twists and that instrumental section is *chefs kiss*. A little controversial I know but Viva Las Vengeance, as mentioned previously I wanted to include a song from every album and no better song than Viva Las Vengeance, as it’s a perfect change of pace from Nine and DOAB, and is in my opinion in my top 5 panic! songs throughout there entire 18yr existence, it has that glam rock edge, the vocals live on VLV are brilliant and “Shut up and go to bed” may be one of the most catchy phrases in the bands history.

Now the finale, swinging all the way back to 2011, The Ballad of Mona Lisa, absolutely perfect way to be part of the end of a show, I was highly debating New Perspective but Mona Lisa is an absolute belter of an emo anthem, and it goes hand in hand with the Emo festival

Finally Victorious, the consistent setlist closer in a panic! concert since 2015, it’s the perfect song for the end of a glittering night. I was debating adding “Do it to Death” as this is obviously symbolic of panic!’s true ending but I know the band will wanna go out in a joyous way and there’s no better way than that. It’s also important to note that Sins will be played during the fever performance, as this was usually a set closer, I had to include Victorious due to this :)

Now some may not agree but this is my personal wannabe set, this will most likely not be it but I wanted to incorporate a song from each album, with Fever still playing the main role within the setlist. This is due to the fact that if it’s just Brendon coming back, then he will also want to perform some songs from the post-split and solo project eras respectively

What would you guys like to see? And please don’t be negative :)

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Me when Panic! announce a comeback after WWWY 🤣

Doctor Who The Pandorica Opens | 5.12

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HAYLEY BEFORE PERFORMING MISERY BUSINESS Syracuse, NY | x

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Hayley Williams singing Seein Stars with Turnstile in Brooklyn Under the K Bridge, June 5th, 2025

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One of the final times I Write Sins was performed in Glasgow 2023

Oh what a night that was 😌

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sometimes all you can genuinely do is listen to paramore

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Lit a candle on my desk and it looked like I was summoning Brendon

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Unpopular Opinion

Viva Las Vengeance by Panic! At The Disco is such a great album it's honestly over hated. I actually saw Panic exactly 2 years and 2 days ago and I ended up hearing a lot of that album and hearing it live changed my life. I simply just think it's great but maybe my music taste is just objectively bad idk.

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Dear Hayley,

I’ve wanted to write to you for a long time, but words always felt too small for what I wanted to say. So I’m just going to try — because your music has been a lifeline for me in ways I never expected.

There have been moments when everything felt overwhelming — like the world was too loud and too dark. In those times, your voice cut through the noise and gave me space to breathe. Your lyrics, raw and unfiltered, felt like someone else’s diary where I wasn’t alone in my struggles. Songs like Misery Business, Brick By Boring Brick, and Fences didn’t just speak to me — they held my hand through the hardest nights. You gave me permission to be vulnerable, to be angry, to be hopeful, all at once.

But it’s not just the hard moments. Your music has been the soundtrack to my highs, too. The moments when I felt unstoppable, when I wanted to scream out my joy and defiance, your energy fueled that fire. Songs like Grow Up and You First remind me that being loud and unapologetically myself is powerful — that I don’t have to shrink to fit anyone’s expectations.

Watching your evolution — your bravery in exploring new sounds and baring your soul — has inspired me to embrace my own changes, even when they’re messy. I’m learning to tell my own stories through music, and it’s because of the trail you blazed with your honesty and courage.

Thank you for being a voice that’s fierce and tender, for making music that heals and ignites. You don’t just sing — you connect, you empower, you remind people like me that we are not alone.

With gratitude and admiration,

Someone who’s found strength in your songs — and hope in your journey

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I know he won’t see this but I’m just grateful, Panic! was the soundtrack of my time throughout school and college as was Paramore, I love every album by them pre and post split eventually the solo project, they are all unique

Just please don’t be negative, we all enjoy different things at the end of the day :)

Dear Brendon,

I’ve spent a long time thinking about how to write this. Every time I start, it feels too small — like words can’t hold the weight of what your music has meant to me. But I’ll try.

Panic! at the Disco didn’t just give me songs I liked. You gave me something to hold onto when I felt like I was losing my grip on everything else.

There were nights — long, aching ones — where I felt like I was falling through the floor. Like I was screaming into silence. I didn’t know how to explain what I was feeling, but somehow, your lyrics did. You had this way of dressing pain up in fireworks and velvet and irony — and it helped me face mine without looking away. Songs like Nicotine, Hurricane, and Crazy=Genius made me feel seen in the chaos. Sad Clown hit differently — especially the live version. It felt like someone finally got what it was like to wear a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

In those moments, when it felt like nobody was listening, you were. Your voice in my headphones, singing things I was too afraid to say out loud.

But it wasn’t just the lows. You raised me in my highest moments, too.

When I started to build myself back up — when I began to dream a little bigger, walk a little taller — your music was still there, not as a crutch this time, but as a celebration. I had high hopes, and I know you’d appreciate the wordplay — because you helped me believe in that kind of hope. Your energy, your ambition, your refusal to stay in one box — it made me feel like I could be anything, too. Like I didn’t have to choose between being messy and being brilliant.

And then I saw you live. Just once. Viva Las Vengeance tour. That night lives in my bones now. I don’t even know how to explain what it meant — only that it was a kind of joy I didn’t think I’d earn. It was loud and euphoric and electric, and in that crowd, I felt powerful and free and exactly where I was supposed to be. That album — it feels like that night. Raw, sharp-edged, but triumphant. It’s one of my favourites, not just because of the music, but because it marked a moment where I knew: I made it through.

You’ve shaped my taste, my identity, even my dreams. I’m writing a concept album now — my own little fever to sweat out — and it exists because your work taught me that music could be a world. That storytelling didn’t have to follow rules. That feelings could be messy and clever and theatrical and loud.

Thank you, Brendon. For the soundtracks to my survival. For the anthems to my victories. For singing like it all mattered — because it did. And it still does.

With everything,

Someone who found their voice in your noise.

Someone who held on — and now sings too.

Someone who still has high hopes.

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Dear Brendon,

I’ve spent a long time thinking about how to write this. Every time I start, it feels too small — like words can’t hold the weight of what your music has meant to me. But I’ll try.

Panic! at the Disco didn’t just give me songs I liked. You gave me something to hold onto when I felt like I was losing my grip on everything else.

There were nights — long, aching ones — where I felt like I was falling through the floor. Like I was screaming into silence. I didn’t know how to explain what I was feeling, but somehow, your lyrics did. You had this way of dressing pain up in fireworks and velvet and irony — and it helped me face mine without looking away. Songs like Nicotine, Hurricane, and Crazy=Genius made me feel seen in the chaos. Sad Clown hit differently — especially the live version. It felt like someone finally got what it was like to wear a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

In those moments, when it felt like nobody was listening, you were. Your voice in my headphones, singing things I was too afraid to say out loud.

But it wasn’t just the lows. You raised me in my highest moments, too.

When I started to build myself back up — when I began to dream a little bigger, walk a little taller — your music was still there, not as a crutch this time, but as a celebration. I had high hopes, and I know you’d appreciate the wordplay — because you helped me believe in that kind of hope. Your energy, your ambition, your refusal to stay in one box — it made me feel like I could be anything, too. Like I didn’t have to choose between being messy and being brilliant.

And then I saw you live. Just once. Viva Las Vengeance tour. That night lives in my bones now. I don’t even know how to explain what it meant — only that it was a kind of joy I didn’t think I’d earn. It was loud and euphoric and electric, and in that crowd, I felt powerful and free and exactly where I was supposed to be. That album — it feels like that night. Raw, sharp-edged, but triumphant. It’s one of my favourites, not just because of the music, but because it marked a moment where I knew: I made it through.

You’ve shaped my taste, my identity, even my dreams. I’m writing a concept album now — my own little fever to sweat out — and it exists because your work taught me that music could be a world. That storytelling didn’t have to follow rules. That feelings could be messy and clever and theatrical and loud.

Thank you, Brendon. For the soundtracks to my survival. For the anthems to my victories. For singing like it all mattered — because it did. And it still does.

With everything,

Someone who found their voice in your noise.

Someone who held on — and now sings too.

Someone who still has high hopes.