everybody's out to get you, don't let it drag you down
chris martin.
there are so many things i could say.
so many things i want to say.
but nothing would do justice to the wonder i saw tonight.
marisol and carlos (exchange student from brazil...gorgeous...) came to pick me up a little before 5:30 at which time i was still running around having not eaten or gotten myself to looking the way i wanted to look. but i let them in and ran around a little more and we left to get carmela and marco.
drove to marysville, longer story short. and got good parking.
marisol picked up her tickets that she won from ticketmaster at the will-call office and we went inside to get to our lawn seats after stopping so the girls could chat with honeyspot's manager, shannon. i didn't get an introduction, but it doesn't matter...cos i think all i would've wanted was a way to get backstage...and it didn't happen for them anyway.
we walked up to the lawn and sat down.
after a while we noticed that one of the ushers was handing something out.
she was giving free upgrades from lawn tickets to second level seating.
she didn't come over to us, so carmela stood, got in her face and asked what she was giving out.
we moved up.
eisley was actually really good.
i love those kind of weird female vocals accompanied by the perfect instrumental accompaniment. it was just nice.
marisol, carlos, and i got up to get frozen lemonade and came back to our section, only to move up and over a few rows.
ron sexsmith was not very good except for his last song.
i'll leave that opinion to mood and the fact that i wasn't into the sort of folk rock that he was playing and wanted the more mellow, haunting melodies that i knew would be coming later.
the three of us left marco and carmela in our new seats and got up cos we didn't want to wait and we had a plan to move up some more.
after a long debate about whether to try to sneak into the lower-level seating, we moved back to the upper level and snuck up a few more rows.
once the lights dimmed we made it to third row center of the upper level.
much better than lawn seats and close enough to make out what was going on on-stage.
the set couldn't have been more perfect. it really couldn't.
chris began by saying "so i had this haircut today..." and launched into "politik", and the lights were bright and the crowd loved it.
more chris quotes:
"if you don't clap, you're not cool."
"we're always surprised when there are actually people that know who we are in places we've never been to before."
"we know you all want us to play songs that you know and that you want to hear 'yellow' -- and we are going to play 'yellow' -- and you don't want to hear these new songs..."
"here's the song that you know us for..." --launches into "yellow."
"everything's not lost" = what i need to remember forever.
the tears formed in my eyes and he let us sing along.
the song moved me more than i have been in too long.
wow.
let me just say..."yellow" got the crowd to stand like the lord had just jumped into us and we had no choice but to rejoice. it was incredible. to have the power to evoke that kind of emotion in people, to get them to stand and sing your lyrics and absolutely love the way you're dancing around the stage and the way you feel the music when you play it on the piano...shit, chris martin is the luckiest man in the world...and he is grateful.
"the scientist" was played. i got tears in my eyes.
they left the stage quickly.
and it was obvious that an encore was coming, partly because the lights were still dimmed, the spotlight was still on the piano, and the ending was way too rushed.
they came back.
"clocks" and "in my place."
then chris decides that they will play one more because they weren't expecting the reaction they got. and they fucking play "amsterdam"...it was beautiful. it was just beautiful. completely perfect.
they clapped for us. they put their arms around each other's shoulders and they bowed. completely grateful and wonderful performers.
got lost driving back, but turned ourselves around.
ate del taco.
too much del taco.
am home now.
am going to bed.
i can't call it the best only because it was on such a different level from most of the shows i've been to. in fact, it wasn't a show, it was a concert. and it doesn't feel real somehow. but i was there. and i am so glad i was there.
i miss what used to be.
cos almost everything that used to be is gone.
and i really realize that now.
there are no more words to say to each other.
no more love is really there.
it's sad.
i'm sad.
but life goes on...
there are so many things i could say.
so many things i want to say.
but nothing would do justice to the wonder i saw tonight.
marisol and carlos (exchange student from brazil...gorgeous...) came to pick me up a little before 5:30 at which time i was still running around having not eaten or gotten myself to looking the way i wanted to look. but i let them in and ran around a little more and we left to get carmela and marco.
drove to marysville, longer story short. and got good parking.
marisol picked up her tickets that she won from ticketmaster at the will-call office and we went inside to get to our lawn seats after stopping so the girls could chat with honeyspot's manager, shannon. i didn't get an introduction, but it doesn't matter...cos i think all i would've wanted was a way to get backstage...and it didn't happen for them anyway.
we walked up to the lawn and sat down.
after a while we noticed that one of the ushers was handing something out.
she was giving free upgrades from lawn tickets to second level seating.
she didn't come over to us, so carmela stood, got in her face and asked what she was giving out.
we moved up.
eisley was actually really good.
i love those kind of weird female vocals accompanied by the perfect instrumental accompaniment. it was just nice.
marisol, carlos, and i got up to get frozen lemonade and came back to our section, only to move up and over a few rows.
ron sexsmith was not very good except for his last song.
i'll leave that opinion to mood and the fact that i wasn't into the sort of folk rock that he was playing and wanted the more mellow, haunting melodies that i knew would be coming later.
the three of us left marco and carmela in our new seats and got up cos we didn't want to wait and we had a plan to move up some more.
after a long debate about whether to try to sneak into the lower-level seating, we moved back to the upper level and snuck up a few more rows.
once the lights dimmed we made it to third row center of the upper level.
much better than lawn seats and close enough to make out what was going on on-stage.
the set couldn't have been more perfect. it really couldn't.
chris began by saying "so i had this haircut today..." and launched into "politik", and the lights were bright and the crowd loved it.
more chris quotes:
"if you don't clap, you're not cool."
"we're always surprised when there are actually people that know who we are in places we've never been to before."
"we know you all want us to play songs that you know and that you want to hear 'yellow' -- and we are going to play 'yellow' -- and you don't want to hear these new songs..."
"here's the song that you know us for..." --launches into "yellow."
"everything's not lost" = what i need to remember forever.
the tears formed in my eyes and he let us sing along.
the song moved me more than i have been in too long.
wow.
let me just say..."yellow" got the crowd to stand like the lord had just jumped into us and we had no choice but to rejoice. it was incredible. to have the power to evoke that kind of emotion in people, to get them to stand and sing your lyrics and absolutely love the way you're dancing around the stage and the way you feel the music when you play it on the piano...shit, chris martin is the luckiest man in the world...and he is grateful.
"the scientist" was played. i got tears in my eyes.
they left the stage quickly.
and it was obvious that an encore was coming, partly because the lights were still dimmed, the spotlight was still on the piano, and the ending was way too rushed.
they came back.
"clocks" and "in my place."
then chris decides that they will play one more because they weren't expecting the reaction they got. and they fucking play "amsterdam"...it was beautiful. it was just beautiful. completely perfect.
they clapped for us. they put their arms around each other's shoulders and they bowed. completely grateful and wonderful performers.
got lost driving back, but turned ourselves around.
ate del taco.
too much del taco.
am home now.
am going to bed.
i can't call it the best only because it was on such a different level from most of the shows i've been to. in fact, it wasn't a show, it was a concert. and it doesn't feel real somehow. but i was there. and i am so glad i was there.
i miss what used to be.
cos almost everything that used to be is gone.
and i really realize that now.
there are no more words to say to each other.
no more love is really there.
it's sad.
i'm sad.
but life goes on...