Jecca Mehlota (
jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-10-11 11:58 pm
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You are like a rainstick.
I went to a concert tonight! EXCITING. (I do not go to concerts often and, off the top of my cold-addled head - oh, right! It's just a cold! Not new seasonal allergies! Yay! - I have actually only been to three. The Beach Boys, when I was quite young, and that was with my parents, and then I saw Styx twice (and the second time we got to meet the band, that was cool) with my Girl Scout troop. And tonight I went to see Ingrid Michaelson, because she is awesome. On the way in, I got carded 'cause I apparently don't look a day over 13 so of course the guy at the door didn't believe I was over 21. (They have a bar inside, so if you're under 21, you get a big, black X on your hand. Considering I don't even drink, I should've just let him mark me rather than fumble for my license.) Also, there were several ukuleles.
A pair of guys calling themselves The Guggenheim Grotto opened for her (I'd checked out some of their stuff on YouTube earlier, so I already knew they were going to be pretty good). Here are two songs by them, both of which they performed. The Universe is Laughing and Her Beautiful Ideas (I really like that second video). I will probably buy some of their music at some point, but I have not got around to it yet.
After they left, we stood around for half an hour... no idea why, that was pretty lame. Then Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song came over the speakers and while we were all going "bwuh?" Ingrid Michaelson and her band came onstage in cloaks, which they then proceeded to throw off and scream along with the song, and it was all a bit weird, but then they got on to the actual concert and it was a lot of fun!
Also at one point she managed to get us all to suck air in through our teeth (she did it and then started talking about how weird it was to do that and next thing you know...)... and then it became some weird conducting the audience thing and it sounded really weird. And apparently we sounded like a rainstick, see subject line.
At the end, haha, before their last song, she told us that after this song, they were going to just hide onstage rather than walk off and then back on for an encore. So we just stood there clapping and cheering while they huddled together under one of the cloaks for a while, and then their actual final song was a punk version of "The Way I Am" which was... amazing. Seriously, if they ever decide to actually go and do an Eliot Loves Cheese side project, I will totally buy the album. (Here is an... acceptable, anyway, video of that.)
It was a lot of fun and I am glad I was able to go! (And glad that my mother really likes her stuff, too, because she provided the ride that allowed me to go, since the bus service cuts off long before concerts ever get out, and I am absolutely not walking all that way back home, especially not later on at night, and doubly so not when I am sick...).
And it's National Coming Out Day, so, yay! I am having angst about related things, though, so mostly I am feeling cynical and grumpy. (Dear World; Asexuality exists. Please stop telling us we're wrong. And, look, GBLT/QLTBG/[acronym of choice] groups? Coming from you, who have also been told that you don't exist? That really annoys and really alienates me. And, yes, I am allowed to say it alienates me because I identify as pan-probably-leaning-towards-homo-romantic rather than heteroromantic, and, yes, I know there's debate on whether heteroromantic asexuals qualify as queer, and that is not what I am talking about here in this paragraph. [in short BLAH BLAH BLAH STOP BEING JERKS TO YOUR ALLIES, and yes that includes, say, the bisexuals who 'don't count because they can be in a straight relationship and thus pass as heterosexual' and transexuals and EVERYTHING ELSE. I don't really feel any loss from being left out, but some people could probably be quite upset by it] ... and, no, it's not just trolls on the internet I see/hear spouting things like that.)
A pair of guys calling themselves The Guggenheim Grotto opened for her (I'd checked out some of their stuff on YouTube earlier, so I already knew they were going to be pretty good). Here are two songs by them, both of which they performed. The Universe is Laughing and Her Beautiful Ideas (I really like that second video). I will probably buy some of their music at some point, but I have not got around to it yet.
After they left, we stood around for half an hour... no idea why, that was pretty lame. Then Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song came over the speakers and while we were all going "bwuh?" Ingrid Michaelson and her band came onstage in cloaks, which they then proceeded to throw off and scream along with the song, and it was all a bit weird, but then they got on to the actual concert and it was a lot of fun!
Also at one point she managed to get us all to suck air in through our teeth (she did it and then started talking about how weird it was to do that and next thing you know...)... and then it became some weird conducting the audience thing and it sounded really weird. And apparently we sounded like a rainstick, see subject line.
At the end, haha, before their last song, she told us that after this song, they were going to just hide onstage rather than walk off and then back on for an encore. So we just stood there clapping and cheering while they huddled together under one of the cloaks for a while, and then their actual final song was a punk version of "The Way I Am" which was... amazing. Seriously, if they ever decide to actually go and do an Eliot Loves Cheese side project, I will totally buy the album. (Here is an... acceptable, anyway, video of that.)
It was a lot of fun and I am glad I was able to go! (And glad that my mother really likes her stuff, too, because she provided the ride that allowed me to go, since the bus service cuts off long before concerts ever get out, and I am absolutely not walking all that way back home, especially not later on at night, and doubly so not when I am sick...).
And it's National Coming Out Day, so, yay! I am having angst about related things, though, so mostly I am feeling cynical and grumpy. (Dear World; Asexuality exists. Please stop telling us we're wrong. And, look, GBLT/QLTBG/[acronym of choice] groups? Coming from you, who have also been told that you don't exist? That really annoys and really alienates me. And, yes, I am allowed to say it alienates me because I identify as pan-probably-leaning-towards-homo-romantic rather than heteroromantic, and, yes, I know there's debate on whether heteroromantic asexuals qualify as queer, and that is not what I am talking about here in this paragraph. [in short BLAH BLAH BLAH STOP BEING JERKS TO YOUR ALLIES, and yes that includes, say, the bisexuals who 'don't count because they can be in a straight relationship and thus pass as heterosexual' and transexuals and EVERYTHING ELSE. I don't really feel any loss from being left out, but some people could probably be quite upset by it] ... and, no, it's not just trolls on the internet I see/hear spouting things like that.)
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Also, man, wooooord to your last paragraph. If you want to talk about your angst some time, feel free to send me an email!
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I just... ugh. Maybe I will. I dunno. I have a hard time writing it out, because it looks so stupid and whiny and I don't even know the words I need for it all.