So, the first Steve Carlson gig of the month was last night... and can I just say WOW.
There are no words just incoherent noises and flailing arms and grabby hands and the hugest grin and dirty panties
*giggles*
The man is... fucking amazing.
Just... beautiful, he really is.
He has this incredible aura, eyes to lose yourself in
And I want to just bottle up his smile and keep it for forever ♥
His voice... oh holy fuck! ♥
Now, you guys know how many gigs I go to - I've never just sat there and watched and listened and been so totally and utterly trans-fucking-fixed before ♥
I'm ignoring the whole him tripping over my crutches incident *facepalm*
But he kept like peering around at me. I was sitting on like an amp or something at the side (my logic - if i perch on it and it doesn't move, i sit on it and it doesn't break and no-one tells me to move, then i'm allowed to sit on it) kinda half behind the speakers but leaning forward and peering round like, and he kept ducking his head to the side and peering back with an amused expression on his face
*giggles*
Oh, and he made me cry.
He played Safe To Say
And I sat there and cried my eyes out
I also may have squeaked VERY loudly to Be My Baby
*bounces*
I shall now shut up and post
Don't forget to vote for tomorrow's Bonus Wibble - remember, one vote per person and no votes for whoever won last weekMichael Rosenbaum or Freddie Prinze Jr.
... Is it Wednesday yet?
*looks hopeful*