Countdown to Concert - Day 6 (And 100th Post!!)
Concert's tomorrow!! Whee! Other big news - last archives class of the week, and my assignment will be duh-un by tonight.
Wootness. To celebrate the end of the term, a group of us went to the Henry for dinns and drinks..
. I'm both full and a bit tipsy, and all around feeling fab. Ooooh, and MAD PROPS to Alex B.
for alerting me to The Ricker being on The Hour tonight...
bliss.
Today is triple threat day on the 'Festo..
. three most excellent concert tales to tell. But first.
..
Sarah Slean Song of the Day: "Playing Cards with Judas" (Blue Parade)
Ah, vintage Sarah.
I was obsessed with this song a few years ago. I don’t know if it’s aged well, but I still like it. Her voice is quite nice on it, I think, and it's catchy.
Concert Tale of the Day, Part Une - Andy's
"FTR, the best concert I've seen was Metallica and Godsmack out west a couple of years ago. 3 hours of a frenzied bomabastic aural assault. At times the crowd was louder than the band, it was the rabid enthusiasm of the crowd that made it a sublime experience.
But that doesn't make it my favorite concert, which was:
When I was 16 I spent much of the summer visiting my sister in Ottawa. The Canada Day celebrations were awesome, all kinds of parades and bands, that ran into the evening with the fireworks, an open field party not far from the canal, and later on hit Hull for the after hours experience. I can't really remember the bands (The Box was one of them), they were actually superfluous to the experience.
This was, for the most part, my first direct encounter of a large scale urban event, and the sounds still mingle in with the sights, the memories of people with memories of myself and my enjoyment. This time is of great significance to me, as we don't really have any teeming metropolis' in Newfoundland, and I've always had a fascination with huge collective conglomerations. I would say that this was a pleasant cherry-breaking of sorts.
Too boring?
The worst concert I've been to? God, where to start.
.."
Concert Tale of the Day, Part Deux - Alex C.
's
"I should have written earlier as everybody else's stories are much better. I have never been licked by a punk band.
Best Concert: Another Roadside Attraction
Where: A huge park in Verdun (Monteal)
> When: Sometime in the summer of 93 (I think)
Featuring: A bunch of people including Daniel Lanois, Midnight Oil and the Tragically Hip.
We arrived at 11 when the gates opened, set up in a spot and stayed there. We drank peach juice and watched the small no name bands some of whom were really good. As my first big concert experience it was great to chilax in that kind of environment.
I LOVED Midnight Oil and I got some pretty great shots on my disposable camera. The Hip were FANTASTIC, even though Gordon was stoned out of his mind. I have mentioned his rant before about the Americans and their guns and how we have to stand up.
He then told us all to raise our fists in the air to indicate consensus. I'm pretty sure he said that it what the ancient Greeks or Romans or someone used to do. As I said --- STONED.
Best Moment: It was all pretty awesome.
Worst Moment: Getting hit in the head by a crowd-surfers foot, wearing some
heavy boot. Then getting nauseous from all the pot smoke.
"
Concert Tale of the Day, Part Trois - Mo's
"(Please don't) picture it:
Winter 1990, Winnipeg, the old Winnipeg Arena.
Before the Backstreet Boys, N'Sync and 98 Degrees (but not quite before Menudo..
.) there was Jordan, Jonathan, Joey, Donny and Danny.
My love affair with those New Kids (and if you'd asked the 11 year old Mo she would have emphatically assured you that "love" was the correct word to be using) began in the Fall of '89, and lasted, oh, I imagine until a month or so after said concert (young Monique having moved on by that time to Depeche Mode, ahh to be young and that fickle.
..).
I recall begging my mother for a ticket the second concert rumors started swirling. She answered by buying me a behind-the-scenes, all-access VHS release that provided glimpses of life growing up in working class Boston, and which of the guys liked ketchup with his KD while on the road. I also received the "Merry, Merry Christmas" album, which I insisted on playing as background, present-opening music Christmas morning.
(My family may make me nuts, but really, they're saints...
)
So no dice on geting concert tickets from the parents - what's a lovesick 11 year old to do? Answer: score some extra babysitting gigs. And that's exactly what I did.
At 2 bucks an hour it took some doing to scrape together the $38 (!) bones for a ticket. Sadly I probably have not saved for anything so diligently since.
The concert did not disapoint. I went with my friend Angelina and, along with 10 000 plus other preteens, screamed for 90 minutes completely drowning out the boys (who probably weren't singing anyway, but oh those moves..
.). So.
Embarrassing? Yes. But oddly enough, not regretably so.
And for the record, I was a Jordan girl." [Amen to that. ~ Jen]
Oh my brrr. Where did this cold spell come from!?
Winter coats and layers upon layers of clothes and accessories were out today, and that's just in the archives. Also, I hurt my hand..
. adding injury to insult, as it were. To make myself feel better and warmer, I got a white hot chocolate from the Second.
I *love* white chocolate, and this was most tasty. Mmmm!
So, tonight I want to go home and relax, so I'll post up early.
Today's pre-concert festivities including looking at menus for the pre-concert dinner. Narrowed down to two, so hopefully we'll be able to decide with minimal hair pulling and bloodshed.
Sarah Slean Song of the Day: "Mary" (Orphan Music)
While this song does appear first on Day One, I have to say I like the Orphan Music version better.
Her voice is just so strong and fragile at the same time, and I think the song benefits from the stripped back piano solo. I'm actually quite looking forward to maybe hearing this on Friday.
Concert Tale of the Day: Miss J.
's
"Picture it if you will:
Having been licked by four of five members of the band, it is determined that I must visit the tour bus to be licked by the final member (I go along with this, of course, because I believe in seeing things through). In the tour-bus, I receive my final head-lick and wonder at the completeness of their Degrassi High rerun collection (or was it Saved by the
! I've had my outfit picked out and ready to go for like three decades now, and I so can't wait! Jana and I had an awesome moment at the mall on Friday, where I was describing said outfit and how I'd finally fit in at a Sarah Slean concert.
As I was describing it, I realized it sounded very Lisa Loeb, which launched us into singing "Stay" for about ten minutes. Good times! Which actually leads to a side note - next semester, SIMs, we should go find a karaoke bar and let the good times roll.
Other than that musical interlude, I'm so burned out lately! Not stressed, per se, but archives is so keeping me on my toes that I'm finding it hard to find room for anything else. Le sigh.
But never fear, the countdown continues.
Sarah Slean Song of the Day: Last Year's War (Orphan Music)
Omg, you guys, love it. I actually feel it’s one of her most overt songs.
Like, whoa Sarah, you’re letting it all hang out – are you sure we want to be so honest about things!? Anyways, I love this song.
I often say “this is what a song by me would sound like if I could write a song” and so far, the list that meets that criteria has really only ever included in honest two songs. Now, three. I'm not entirely sure when this song was written.
.. it seems a little like older Sarah Slean stuff, but it's not appeared on any of her older CDs.
Hrm.
Concert Tale of the Day: Jonathan, of "In My Own Place" fame
Best Concert You’ve Been To: Coldplay at the ACC in T-dot, mid-March 2006
What Made it So Good: My first and, so far, only "stadium" concert that I've been to. It was an experience on its own!
Standout Moment: The falling of the giant yellow balloons, the bouncing of these balls, the busting of these balls as Yellow was being performed.
Worst concert: this French-speaking boy band that we all had to go to..
.as part of this french immersion program that I did in Moncton, NB, during the summer of 2003. Couldn't understand a word they were saying (I didn't know enough French to comprehend).
Being stuck in the heavy rainfall, not having a place to hide to, and not having a way to get back to the residence to escape the rain.
Embarrasing concert that I've attended: It's a toss-up between attending the free Shirelles concert at the Ex last summer and attending a Chantal Kreviazuk concert in 2000 or 2001 at the Grand Theatre in Kingston.
Embarassing moment during a concert: being caught lyp-syncing to the melody piece on the piano of a certain song called "Trouble".
[Heehee, I always feel like such a noob when someone catches me singing at a concert! ~ Jen]
Concert Tale of the Day - Deb's
"Picture it - Bala, 1992, last week of summer. Dave and I were at a Blue Rodeo concert.
We'd been friends for a while and we'd been hanging out a lot that summer since I'd asked him to be my friend-date to the grad formal. He was really nice and my family liked him and he had a cool motorcycle, but I just didn't feel THAT WAY about him. And it was getting pretty clear that he did, and I kept trying to avoid any moments that would allow him to address the situation, hoping that he wouldn't bring it up before he had to leave for college in the fall so we could stay friends.
It was already the end of August, so I figured I was nearly in the clear. We were enjoying the concert, when Greg decided to slow it down a bit and play something romantic. So he turned to the crowd and said, I KID YOU NOT, "So maybe you're out there with that special girl, and you've been waiting to tell her how you feel but you've been afraid.
..and you should do that now, man", etc.
etc. etc. All I could do was stare straight ahead and maintain my death grip on the edges of my seat.
I could tell Dave was looking at me and I kept trying to send out "just a friend" vibes without actually making eye contact. Greg continued on this tack for what seemed like hours, though it was likely no more than a minute or two. The moment passed, Dave didn't say anything, the summer ended, he met a great woman at college and they now have three beautiful kids.
(Okay, so it's no "we waited for the fifteen-year-old girls to leave and then we gave them a doll", but it's all I've got.)"
The Optional: Worst or most embarrassing concert you’ve been to (explain if necessary, but if it’s “most embarrassing” for a pretty ob-vi reason, say no more).Bring the funny, bring the stories, bring the ROCK.
Baby, it's cold _____ (choose one: outside; in the archives; in the common room...
) I normally take my Monday evening class as a time to blog, but this week I’m taking notes (correction: Sam and I are taking notes…. but I’m not hearing pencil scratching on paper, Sam!), but I also let down one reader last week when I posted before class.
What’s a girl to do? Natch, I’m writing this at work but posting later. I’m brilliant.
I had actually forgotten how warm and cozy it is… and it was certainly a welcome surprise. But being That Time of Year, I’m needing a new moisturizer, and stat. Anyone have the name of a general purpose body moisturizer that they can’t live without in the winter?
Ideally, something only lightly scented but with a rockin’ silky effect? Hit that comments button and let me know. The stuff I have (Lubriderm with Shea and Cocoa Butter) just isn’t doing it for me.
Okay, I’ve stopped taking notes now. In the ongoing saga that is “Jen Can’t Sleep In,” I was up at no later than 4:30 this morning. I would wager it was probably 4:10 or 4:15, because when I finally looked at my clock after an extended lie-about, it was 4:40.
So, needless to say, I’m EXHAUSTED right now. I’m so tired I can’t even make a half-assed attempt at being funny. This class needs to end *right now* so I can go home, play twenty minutes of some old-skool SNES and then crash.
Goodnight, y'all.
P.S.
- Did everyone in Halifax see the first snow today!!?
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