BNL-ed out
Kel, me, and car-car all back safe and sound. A crazy, crazy time.
Minneapolis:
~Fourth row Steve side, the first row after 3 rows of pit.
~Tall girl in front of me that kept leaving to get beer and the two rows in front of her sitting for the show causing me to have a great view for a good portion of the show.
~Kel asking me to throw her huuuuge undies (we squabbled a bit over it, causing Steve to stare at us) and Steve grabbing them and throwing them at Kevin's head
~Mr.Security Guard coming over and yelling at me for throwing said undies ("You don't throw things onstage!!!" *evil glare* "I could remove you from the show for that.") Ha. He wanted to chastise me more but I wouldn't have it and turned my attention back to the show. He was blocking others' view and went back to his seat, glaring at me the entire show.
~Singing to Kel during the show.
~Aluminium. Only heard this live once before. So great.
~I'll Be That Girl. Heard it in '99 live, good to hear again.
~Steve catching my eye and saying "Good to see you again."
~Me holding up my "if I make Steve a purdy sign will he play "That's All" in Chicago?" sign as they left the stage. He laughed at me and shook his head. I stuck my tongue out at him. Kelley burst out laughing. Can't say I didn't try!
~My great bunch of gals to share the aftershow with. Wouldn't have been half as much fun waiting in the cold and wind without all of you!
~Waiting in cold for the band members to rush through. Got a poster signed.
~Fin telling us band members wouldn't have time for stuff, but Kel and I not listening. They had to be in Chicago for a Barenaked Breakfast for 6amish and it's a good seven hour ride.
~Fin telling the crowd to leave the band alone. Steve went into a nearby bar and half the crowd followed him, returning with pictures and autographs. Kel and I stayed put outside.
~Fin being really talkative and telling us all kinds of stuff.
~Ed saying the pilot would be filmed in LA.
~Kel and I and two other girls that stayed waiting outside for buses to leave/Steve to leave the bar. Fin said Steve wouldn't be able to come by us (which is all fine and dandy, we completely understood.) I had a cheese tray with me from a local cheese factory that I wanted to give to him, but I wasn't gonna chase him down with it or anything (I had Chicago had it failed.) But sure enough, Steve walks out of the bar toward the bus and I hold out my cheese. He sees the four of us standing there and walks over, uncapping his Sharpie and smiling. Starts to sign my cheese when I yell out "No! It's for you! A gift from a local cheese factory near my hometown. See you in Chicago." Buses are idling and ready to go. The two girls hold out stuff for him to sign and against my better judgement I hold out my poster. One Sharpie swipe later and Kel and I run out of the way of the reversing tour bus.
Chicago:
~Stayed with my friend Bobby who took excellent care of this stupid scared country girl. Took the train to the show and he picked us up afterward so we wouldn't have to walk from the scary trainstop to his apartment in the middle of the night.
~Fourth row pit center, slightly Ed side seats.
~These two ladies next to us wanted to talk and this purdy Jewish usher that was in charge of our section joined in. He was incredibly curious, asking one question after another ("You were in Minneapolis last night? How many shows have you been to?") A security guard that had been in Minneapolis walked over and joined in as well. He asked if we had any "macaroni and cheese" to which we proclaimed innocence (duh) and then in a hushed voice whispered "Are you big fans?" Hmmm...I dunno Kel, are we? "Everytime I ask anyone this they giggle. In the group meeting they said "Keep an eye out for the fucking macaroni and cheese!"...what's with the macaroni and cheese?" *hilarity ensues*
~Jewish usher telling other ushers (in a joking voice) to "Keep an eye on these two!"
~Another usher laughing at me as I go back and forth between my seat and various parts of the theatre doing random things.
~Said two ladies saying that on wtmx's morning show (Barenaked Breakfast thingy) the band talked about staying up all night playing Rock & Roll Trivia and eating cheese that a fan gave us. *squeeeeee* My work here is done.
~Being stared at by the whole damn band for the entire damn show. Yeah, just a little self-conscious there.
~Not dancing because of thinking it would be a good idea to wear my 3" heel boots. Um, no. I could see really well though.;)
~Intermittently. I was thisclose to making that MN sign "Intermittently" instead of "That's All" on course from Kelley. I swear Steve has ESP.
~Helicopters. The last verse kinda freaked me out, Steve was on some sort of rampage. He looked completely irate. Just spitting out the words as if the very premise of the song disgusted him. I couldn't tell if he was just getting into the song or what. I don't think so. I know it wasn't played much so I couldn't tell if it struck a nerve with him or what. Weird.
~The Jewish usher laughing at me because of the bubbles in my hair.
~Steve catching my eye at the end and saying "Good to see you again" or something of that nature...just as Tyler threw a drumstick. I swear, all I saw out of the corner of my eye was this giant thing coming at my head. (I had flashbacks to this summer's Milwaukee show when I freaked because I was in the pathway of a flying stick. I put my hands over my head and ducked, only to hear it clang the floor behind me as it bounced off the chair/my body. Some girl behind me got it. I think Tyler's trying to do me bodily harm.) I batted it down to the floor in just enough time to save my poor self and snatched it out of the pending grip from the contest winner in front of me. Kel is now the proud owner of said drumstick, signed by all members of the band.
~Waiting at the buses and finally getting to tell Steve about Rob Thomas giving Deb a whole bunch of his Tabitha's Secret setlists...which include "Brian Wilson." He seemed shocked, I don't think he believed me.;) Proceeded to inform me that Rob sang "What a Good Boy" with them. I swear, everytime I mention the names matchbox twenty or Rob Thomas to BNL...they bring that up. Years later and they're still flattered.
~A homeless guy asking Jim for money and this huge security guard escorting the guy away.
~A clueless girl asking what we were doing standing out there. When we told her she seemed stumped, voicing her confusion in earshot of Ed.
~My BNL jersey is signed, very purdy.
Minneapolis:
~Fourth row Steve side, the first row after 3 rows of pit.
~Tall girl in front of me that kept leaving to get beer and the two rows in front of her sitting for the show causing me to have a great view for a good portion of the show.
~Kel asking me to throw her huuuuge undies (we squabbled a bit over it, causing Steve to stare at us) and Steve grabbing them and throwing them at Kevin's head
~Mr.Security Guard coming over and yelling at me for throwing said undies ("You don't throw things onstage!!!" *evil glare* "I could remove you from the show for that.") Ha. He wanted to chastise me more but I wouldn't have it and turned my attention back to the show. He was blocking others' view and went back to his seat, glaring at me the entire show.
~Singing to Kel during the show.
~Aluminium. Only heard this live once before. So great.
~I'll Be That Girl. Heard it in '99 live, good to hear again.
~Steve catching my eye and saying "Good to see you again."
~Me holding up my "if I make Steve a purdy sign will he play "That's All" in Chicago?" sign as they left the stage. He laughed at me and shook his head. I stuck my tongue out at him. Kelley burst out laughing. Can't say I didn't try!
~My great bunch of gals to share the aftershow with. Wouldn't have been half as much fun waiting in the cold and wind without all of you!
~Waiting in cold for the band members to rush through. Got a poster signed.
~Fin telling us band members wouldn't have time for stuff, but Kel and I not listening. They had to be in Chicago for a Barenaked Breakfast for 6amish and it's a good seven hour ride.
~Fin telling the crowd to leave the band alone. Steve went into a nearby bar and half the crowd followed him, returning with pictures and autographs. Kel and I stayed put outside.
~Fin being really talkative and telling us all kinds of stuff.
~Ed saying the pilot would be filmed in LA.
~Kel and I and two other girls that stayed waiting outside for buses to leave/Steve to leave the bar. Fin said Steve wouldn't be able to come by us (which is all fine and dandy, we completely understood.) I had a cheese tray with me from a local cheese factory that I wanted to give to him, but I wasn't gonna chase him down with it or anything (I had Chicago had it failed.) But sure enough, Steve walks out of the bar toward the bus and I hold out my cheese. He sees the four of us standing there and walks over, uncapping his Sharpie and smiling. Starts to sign my cheese when I yell out "No! It's for you! A gift from a local cheese factory near my hometown. See you in Chicago." Buses are idling and ready to go. The two girls hold out stuff for him to sign and against my better judgement I hold out my poster. One Sharpie swipe later and Kel and I run out of the way of the reversing tour bus.
Chicago:
~Stayed with my friend Bobby who took excellent care of this stupid scared country girl. Took the train to the show and he picked us up afterward so we wouldn't have to walk from the scary trainstop to his apartment in the middle of the night.
~Fourth row pit center, slightly Ed side seats.
~These two ladies next to us wanted to talk and this purdy Jewish usher that was in charge of our section joined in. He was incredibly curious, asking one question after another ("You were in Minneapolis last night? How many shows have you been to?") A security guard that had been in Minneapolis walked over and joined in as well. He asked if we had any "macaroni and cheese" to which we proclaimed innocence (duh) and then in a hushed voice whispered "Are you big fans?" Hmmm...I dunno Kel, are we? "Everytime I ask anyone this they giggle. In the group meeting they said "Keep an eye out for the fucking macaroni and cheese!"...what's with the macaroni and cheese?" *hilarity ensues*
~Jewish usher telling other ushers (in a joking voice) to "Keep an eye on these two!"
~Another usher laughing at me as I go back and forth between my seat and various parts of the theatre doing random things.
~Said two ladies saying that on wtmx's morning show (Barenaked Breakfast thingy) the band talked about staying up all night playing Rock & Roll Trivia and eating cheese that a fan gave us. *squeeeeee* My work here is done.
~Being stared at by the whole damn band for the entire damn show. Yeah, just a little self-conscious there.
~Not dancing because of thinking it would be a good idea to wear my 3" heel boots. Um, no. I could see really well though.;)
~Intermittently. I was thisclose to making that MN sign "Intermittently" instead of "That's All" on course from Kelley. I swear Steve has ESP.
~Helicopters. The last verse kinda freaked me out, Steve was on some sort of rampage. He looked completely irate. Just spitting out the words as if the very premise of the song disgusted him. I couldn't tell if he was just getting into the song or what. I don't think so. I know it wasn't played much so I couldn't tell if it struck a nerve with him or what. Weird.
~The Jewish usher laughing at me because of the bubbles in my hair.
~Steve catching my eye at the end and saying "Good to see you again" or something of that nature...just as Tyler threw a drumstick. I swear, all I saw out of the corner of my eye was this giant thing coming at my head. (I had flashbacks to this summer's Milwaukee show when I freaked because I was in the pathway of a flying stick. I put my hands over my head and ducked, only to hear it clang the floor behind me as it bounced off the chair/my body. Some girl behind me got it. I think Tyler's trying to do me bodily harm.) I batted it down to the floor in just enough time to save my poor self and snatched it out of the pending grip from the contest winner in front of me. Kel is now the proud owner of said drumstick, signed by all members of the band.
~Waiting at the buses and finally getting to tell Steve about Rob Thomas giving Deb a whole bunch of his Tabitha's Secret setlists...which include "Brian Wilson." He seemed shocked, I don't think he believed me.;) Proceeded to inform me that Rob sang "What a Good Boy" with them. I swear, everytime I mention the names matchbox twenty or Rob Thomas to BNL...they bring that up. Years later and they're still flattered.
~A homeless guy asking Jim for money and this huge security guard escorting the guy away.
~A clueless girl asking what we were doing standing out there. When we told her she seemed stumped, voicing her confusion in earshot of Ed.
~My BNL jersey is signed, very purdy.