Great memories that smell like pot and fertilizer
I did it, I saw Dave Matthews Band in concert....finally.
I've waited so long and it was worth every second of my wait. It was quite possibly the best concert I have ever seen. It was everything that oldschool Dave fans say that his concerts used to be but supposedly aren't anymore. It rained on us for hours but it only made me feel more careless and reckless and young as we sat in the rain and stood in the mud. It cooled off the night for a wonderful breezy evening. Perfect for dancing. And we did....a lot. The smell of pot and fertilizer was overwhelming but nothing could distract me from this captivating show. People knocked our things over from time to time, stepped on me, and trampled my sunglasses but STILL i can do nothing but smile from ear to ear about the whole experience. Tieshia and I had a blast. The band sounded amazing and played their hearts out for us and I will be forever thankful.
The rest of our time in Tampa was also very fun. We got all dressed out and went out on the town our first night there. We had coffee and cake with the funniest and most enjoyeable drunken lawers Ive ever met. Throughout the weekend we made tons of new friends (ie: Keven, Nick, The guys at Ampitheather, Chris #1 and Chris #2 at Skyy, Carlo the bellman, Laura, Teddy) whom we shall never see again. We successfully navigated ourselves around the whole city. We went and found the beautiful landmarks that I remembered from the high school drama state trip. We relaxed in our room and bonded and laughed and had an all around memorable experience.
So maybe we didnt run into Dave Matthews in some random club and party with them all night and get backstage passes. But thats OK. I just know that when the last note of Crush was played I could have died happy.
Lovely lady
I am at your feet.
God I want you so badly
And I wonder this
Could tomorrow be
So wondrous as you there sleeping
Let's go drive 'till morning comes
And watch the sunrise and fill our souls up
Nobody can write love like he does.
I actually started to cry at one point. But not as much because of Dave. It was during this song.
Where are you going? where do you go?
Are you looking for answers to questions under the stars?
If along the way you are growing weary, you can rest with me
Until a brighter day and you're OK
I am no superman
and I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh that's for sure
But I do know one thing is
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I wanna be
Where are you going?
Those words hit me in a new way. Suddenly I felt that I was singing them directly to Daniel. I know where he is going technically but not really. Not in the longer run. Not his heart. Where is he going and why? Away...why? Stupid. Bleh.
On another note.
Hotels smell so nice in the morning. Ever notice that? I walk out this morning to go get some ice and my nostrils are filled with lovely scent. Carpet freshner, air freshner, little soaps being distributed, freshly cleaned linens, new chlorine in the fountain. So fresh and clean. So much better than pot and fertilizer. To me anyway.We were in a crazy nice hotel too. Employee rate rocks. Thought I would mention that.
Now I am exhausted. I had planned to pass out as soon as I got home which was a couple of hours ago. But I was on the phone and I know that I didnt purge all of these thoughts onto OD now they will be lost and preserved only by my memory. A memory that fades with time. But not this. This remains.
Heres to you Open Diary.
Im going to take a nap now.
I've waited so long and it was worth every second of my wait. It was quite possibly the best concert I have ever seen. It was everything that oldschool Dave fans say that his concerts used to be but supposedly aren't anymore. It rained on us for hours but it only made me feel more careless and reckless and young as we sat in the rain and stood in the mud. It cooled off the night for a wonderful breezy evening. Perfect for dancing. And we did....a lot. The smell of pot and fertilizer was overwhelming but nothing could distract me from this captivating show. People knocked our things over from time to time, stepped on me, and trampled my sunglasses but STILL i can do nothing but smile from ear to ear about the whole experience. Tieshia and I had a blast. The band sounded amazing and played their hearts out for us and I will be forever thankful.
The rest of our time in Tampa was also very fun. We got all dressed out and went out on the town our first night there. We had coffee and cake with the funniest and most enjoyeable drunken lawers Ive ever met. Throughout the weekend we made tons of new friends (ie: Keven, Nick, The guys at Ampitheather, Chris #1 and Chris #2 at Skyy, Carlo the bellman, Laura, Teddy) whom we shall never see again. We successfully navigated ourselves around the whole city. We went and found the beautiful landmarks that I remembered from the high school drama state trip. We relaxed in our room and bonded and laughed and had an all around memorable experience.
So maybe we didnt run into Dave Matthews in some random club and party with them all night and get backstage passes. But thats OK. I just know that when the last note of Crush was played I could have died happy.
Lovely lady
I am at your feet.
God I want you so badly
And I wonder this
Could tomorrow be
So wondrous as you there sleeping
Let's go drive 'till morning comes
And watch the sunrise and fill our souls up
Nobody can write love like he does.
I actually started to cry at one point. But not as much because of Dave. It was during this song.
Where are you going? where do you go?
Are you looking for answers to questions under the stars?
If along the way you are growing weary, you can rest with me
Until a brighter day and you're OK
I am no superman
and I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh that's for sure
But I do know one thing is
Where you are is where I belong
I do know where you go
Is where I wanna be
Where are you going?
Those words hit me in a new way. Suddenly I felt that I was singing them directly to Daniel. I know where he is going technically but not really. Not in the longer run. Not his heart. Where is he going and why? Away...why? Stupid. Bleh.
On another note.
Hotels smell so nice in the morning. Ever notice that? I walk out this morning to go get some ice and my nostrils are filled with lovely scent. Carpet freshner, air freshner, little soaps being distributed, freshly cleaned linens, new chlorine in the fountain. So fresh and clean. So much better than pot and fertilizer. To me anyway.We were in a crazy nice hotel too. Employee rate rocks. Thought I would mention that.
Now I am exhausted. I had planned to pass out as soon as I got home which was a couple of hours ago. But I was on the phone and I know that I didnt purge all of these thoughts onto OD now they will be lost and preserved only by my memory. A memory that fades with time. But not this. This remains.
Heres to you Open Diary.
Im going to take a nap now.