He wants you... He wants you so bad...
I’m not really sure why I volunteered to cover John Legend at the Greek. My feelings of him have always been pretty negative. I used to call him things such as “the music John Tesh uses to fall alseep” and “Soul Music’s answer to Yanni.” So, I wasn’t expecting much. I thought I was going to enjoy India.Arie, and then I would sneak out after a few songs, just enough to be able to fake a review… [read the whole post]
Hey Cutie! Wanna Ride In My Death Cab? (Actual pick up line heard outside of venue)
So, in a bit of autobiographical information, I was recently “relieved of my working duties.” In fact, that was on Friday, July 10th. I was going to have to work a very long day on the 11th initially, and now I suddenly had the day off. So, I sat around and sulked all day. After I was done sulking, I decided take BART to Berkeley, and go see a show before I couldn’t afford to pay my way in to shows anymore. (This is an exaggeration. I am eligible for unemployment, so I will have some money.) Well, as I am walking towards the show, it starts raining. I see a couple of scalpers, and I talk to one of them that I have seen at shows before. I buy a ticket off him very cheap, because he wanted to get out of the rain.
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Wilco. Not pictured: Berkeley.
I’ve seen a lot of bands in my day. I’ve seen a lot of very famous people, and I have been very close to them. I often think that I am immune to the surprise of seeing someone in the flesh that I primarily know from pictures, but Jeff Tweedy is one of those frontpersons that has such a unique charisma, that I my heart skips a beat whenever I see him. [read the whole post]