Monday, April 11, 2011

Fangirl Central.

Lemme just say, picture and talking overload ahead.
And lots of virtual squealing. And possibly some pants-peeing.
(But you won't hear about the latter from me.)

So this weekend- Saturday night to be exact- I went to go see my first ever concert, classical concerts not counting.
I know you're probably thinking, "Wow, she's 17 and this is her FIRST concert?" and to that I really have nothing to say... I'm just busy? I guess?
The band that was playing was Bonnie Dune, a band that would probably have a bigger impact on you if I told you its drummer.
The one, the only,
Cory Monteith.
And if you don't know who that is, well, I don't really know what to say. Watch some Glee?
And that, sadly, was the reason that most the fans were there- but seriously, the band is GOOD. Their melodies are legit, they're catchy, and they sound great live. And that's really how you can tell whether or not a band is good.
But back to the story.

So we got to the sketchy (but very cool) little San Francisco bar, Bottom of the Hill, at 6:00-ish.
We were attempting to be in the first 50 because we thought there might be a meet and greet afterward.. it turned out there wasn't a formal one- but more on that later.
We kind of hoped that we would be able to get in when we got there, but to no avail- doors opened promptly at 8:30 pm.
You might be able to tell a tad from the differences in light outside in the pictures.

There was something good that came out of waiting at such an early time though-

Maybe 30 minutes after we had jumped around in the cold trying to get warm, a little dark green vintage car pulled right up to the front of the place (there is only one entrance) and, just glancing at it, we realized- that was Cory in the passenger seat.
Yes, his head is turned away in the pictures (as they assessed the crowd and then pulled out of the spot to zoom around the corner) but seriously- our hearts stopped for a second.
It was just so strange, so surreal to see someone you see on your screen in real life.

Our lovely X'd out hands, signifying our under-21-ness and inability to drink.

The inside (while others were still in line and we had JUST stepped in)- it maybe even looks bigger in this picture than in real life. I'm telling you, this place is SMALL. I was pressed up against the mini-stage to take it.
(The girl in the picture is one of the crazy sorority fan girls who sang the same song non-stop while we were in line... over and over and over.)

Justin Wilcxynski, their lead singer, who I believe is a model.
Man, this guy is good looking- like, I took a TON of pictures of him while they were onstage (because he was literally a foot away from me) and none of them were bad.
That's more than I can say for my candids...
OH! And Kristen and I chatted it up with him for, like, 5 minutes straight. We talked music, college (which was a tad awkward because he was a dropout)... we're basically BFFs now.
And during one of the opening acts, Lite Brite, I was showing my new-to-concert side because I couldn't stand the loudness (we were right in front of the speakers) and he helped me find some earplugs! So sweet!

Guitar/Back-up vocalist Seth Roberts (who we got a picture with afterward, and who is in an awesome band Lakes) and Bassist Josh Kerr- both super nice. Although they didn't get nearly as much attention as the other two guys and for that, I really felt bad.

Um, yes. That is Cory Monteith, standing literally less than 10 feet in front of me.
He was basically just like I expected him to be- he was funny, he cracked silly jokes in between songs, he was nice.
Funny though, I would almost say that Justin was nicer than Cory to fans, if that's possible... I do understand it though- if I had thousands of girls screaming at me every day like Cory does, I'd feel pretty wary.

Oh, and the back of Mark Salling's head! He came to support Cory, and his distinctive mohawk was as prominent as ever.

The boys posing for pictures afterward.
We were kind of upset that we didn't a group shot, but seriously- these girls were RABID. They pushed, pulled, elbowed... it was scary. And the band's manager was extremely diligent at pulling them out of the room... sigh.

Our picture with Seth! (From left to right: Me, Seth, Kristen, Mariel)
Excuse the rather lethargic expression on my face- it was about 1 o'clock in the morning and I was definitely feeling the effects of both sleep deprivation and chill- and loud noises.
Thankfully I took out my oh-so-attractive orange ear plugs before the picture.

PS: My favorite song from the night, Strange Ways. They don't have a record deal yet so most their stuff isn't easy to find.


{pictures taken by me and Kristen. Mostly Kristen}

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Gettin' in the Swing of Things!

This post is a little late in coming considering that the actual event was last-last Friday night... but hey, I've been gone on a mission trip this entire week!
More to come about that in a bit, but I'll try and get things down chronologically here so I don't come back to visit in 20 years and forget the order in which things happened in my oh-so-eventful life.

SO.
Blue Pearl.
It's essentially a swing dance that my school holds once a year, and is (in theory) my favorite dance because it's the only one that I'll actually dance at. This year is also the first time I've been able to go out of the two years that the school has done it, and since it's my senior year, I was going to make it amazing.

Emily and I went together with our prospective dates (Of whom there are not that many pictures... but Emily's was Darian. Whoot! Mine was a friend from my Jazz class- I figured he'd know how to appreciate the swing music!) and we enjoyed some classy food served by our school's Gov Team.

Our awesomely matching character shoes- all the better for dancing in!
I had the nude, she had the black.

And an INCREDIBLY blurry picture (though I'm still grateful to Emily's iPhone) of our swing dancing prowess. Note the popped feet.

Of course, our professional photo.
Eugene (Like Tangled. YES.), me, Emily, and Darian.
There is just so much hidden in this picture it's hilarious, but my favorites- Emily's hand just peeking out on my back, and her elbow stuck in Darian's suspenders. Classic.

We were GOING to get some awesome Photobooth strips at our local mall, but the darn things were closed due to malfunctions. So we took our own.
Can I ask- what is Darian doing?

And seriously- nothing like a little wind in your hair while driving those attractive kiddie convertibles. I want to thank whoever invented them- 50 cents for the ride of the lifetime?
So worth it.

And, what happens whenever I put make-up on, some shameless Myspace posing.
I am only slightly embarrassed.


Oh, what a night!