The concert last night was awesome.
Jannus Landing is a really cool venue, if you can go, go. It’s like being in someone’s backyard for a concert, and you really kind of are actually, if you think about the apartment building that borders one side of the place.
The opening act was a guy named Keaton Simons and my word, if you like blues-y rockish guitar playing from a (dare I say) attractive man with voice that will make you stand up straighter and pay attention, then you MUST go get his album off of iTunes. I will do it as soon as I’m done with this post….and Mike wakes up and tells me it’s OK to spend 10 dollars on iTunes. Seriously, we were blown away with his guitar playing. It was a 3 piece band and they sounded really rich and full. It was glorious.
*speaking of glorious, if you haven’t been to a concert in a while, you wouldn’t believe how much it’s like being in a church service. people raise their hands, close their eyes, and WORSHIP. it’s just missing the whole God element. it was very interesting*
Then Sister Hazel came on, and they were good too. The shining moment was the guitar playing, again (um, do I possibly have a thing for lead guitar players? I think so.) the lead guy was incredible. He played his guitar against a pole that was holding the tent up (yes, I know. I know.) and all the ladies went ,”Oooh ahh,” and it was pretty much just,….yeah. Awesome.
We always seem to score incredible parking at concerts and this was no exception. We were the first ones out of the venue, we basically ran passed the homeless people to the parking garage and straight to the car, which was right by the exit ramp, which got us out FIRST! Rock.
Funny things that happened:
- A lady next to us (she looked to be in her high 50’s, and I do mean HIGH) had a joint. She tried to hide it, but we saw it. Busted.
- There were so many old people there it is not even funny. And they were putting away some beer. And DANCIN’.
- We met some Canadians. A young couple, so we chatted with them, and the guy proceeded to show me a picture on his cell phone of his wife sitting on the toilet. I asked if they spoke French, and yes, they did. (I stopped myself from saying “eh?” and asking about Alex Trebek.)
- Some lady kept doing a wild banshee call.
- Mr. Bean was dancing in front of us. He kept doing this weird 270 degree spin kind of dance and he kept looking at me, and I swore to Buddah that if he looked at me one more time I was going to hit him squarely in his giant nose.
- I got hit upside the head. Yes. Really. By the girl behind me. I turned around and she was like, “I’m so sorry!” and I was laughing too hard to console her. I mean, I had just been “hit upside the head” for the first time in my life, and that was something to be savored. How often do you get hit by a total stranger?! It just struck me (no pun intended) as funny.
-Em





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