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so... i won't be breathing for the next week. that's right. i met britt daniel last night.
jenny and i headed up to la around noon. we got there at 2. wandered around hollywood looking at the celebrity stars. we saw john lennons, james deans, godzillas, duran durans. awesome. lots of porn shops and scientologists. we tried on crazy vests at a thrift store and quasi-stalked some foreign guys at the mall for a bit until they left. bummer. found a scummy pizza place and were approached by a bum who wouldn't leave us alone. the girl [?] that worked at the pizza place saved us. i thought she was gonna shoot the guy. as we walked back to the car the bum came running at us saying 'my angels! i'm so hungry, i'll eat your dead dogs!' so naturally we start running because he's following us and he goes 'ah! i'm not gonna chase ya'. thank god. so, we were bored and hot so we lounged in the car for a few hours taking silly pictures. some douchey bitch backed into my car while we were in there and i was yelling at her out the window.
then we went into the venue [which was killer by the way] and staked out a spot at the front. the house music was elliott smith, then some random 80s screamy disco song, then another elliott smith, etc. it was weird. as we were standing there i see britt onstage setting up with his little glasses on. oh my god. i wanted to like, jump on the stage. anyway, jenny laughed at my giddiness. then we were talking and she goes, 'look behind you'. so i turn around and see britt walking across the floor. i ran towards him and shook his hand and said [and this is brilliant] 'do you have a minute?' and he was like 'no, not really. i need to talk to the stage manager'. pfft, stage manager. well, i wasn't gonna let him leave so easily so i told him i'm a graphic designer and had a cd design i wanted to show him. he said to just email it and i said they didn't respond the last time i did. so he said 'do you have it with you?' and i said i did. so he said he'd be right back and he left. i ran back to jenny in shock. in a minute he came back and started walking towards me. i was freaking the hell out. i handed him the cd and he looked at it, saying how he thought it was really cool. god knows what i said, i can't remember. i think it was something lame like 'im so excited right now'. so he said 'want me to sign it for you?' but i didn't have a pen. so he took it backstage and signed it. he walked back over, oh i know everyone was so jealous. he wrote 'nice work! why didn't i think of this britt daniel'. so i said thank you and then gestured for a hug! hahhaha! he was probably like 'ummm' but he gave me one anyway. yesssss.
so then they played and it was awesome. britt said they sold it out. :) i was right in front of the keyboard guy, who is new, i hadn't seen him before. he was way hot. i kept staring at him and he'd look down at me and smile and raise his eyebrows at me. haha. i think he was on something because he was like... stumbling around and stuff. he played electric guitar too. anyhow, great great show.
after the set i was waiting around and saw the mystery keyboard guy coming out. so i ran up to him and said they played an amazing show. i showed him my cd and he asked if i'd given britt a business card. FUCK. why the hell i didn't think to print one up, i don't know. dammit. i had jenny take a picture with him but the security guards were rushing us so the picture is pretty bad. plus he's clearly drunk.
so then we left for the 2 hour drive home, feeling hungover and achy and shitty. but hey... i met britt fucking daniel. i hugged him. he signed my art. best show ever.
here are the pictures. http://photobucket.com/albums/b242/jeccilyn/
here are jenny's pictures. http://photobucket.com/albums/y242/jkcook/Spoon/
jenny and i headed up to la around noon. we got there at 2. wandered around hollywood looking at the celebrity stars. we saw john lennons, james deans, godzillas, duran durans. awesome. lots of porn shops and scientologists. we tried on crazy vests at a thrift store and quasi-stalked some foreign guys at the mall for a bit until they left. bummer. found a scummy pizza place and were approached by a bum who wouldn't leave us alone. the girl [?] that worked at the pizza place saved us. i thought she was gonna shoot the guy. as we walked back to the car the bum came running at us saying 'my angels! i'm so hungry, i'll eat your dead dogs!' so naturally we start running because he's following us and he goes 'ah! i'm not gonna chase ya'. thank god. so, we were bored and hot so we lounged in the car for a few hours taking silly pictures. some douchey bitch backed into my car while we were in there and i was yelling at her out the window.
then we went into the venue [which was killer by the way] and staked out a spot at the front. the house music was elliott smith, then some random 80s screamy disco song, then another elliott smith, etc. it was weird. as we were standing there i see britt onstage setting up with his little glasses on. oh my god. i wanted to like, jump on the stage. anyway, jenny laughed at my giddiness. then we were talking and she goes, 'look behind you'. so i turn around and see britt walking across the floor. i ran towards him and shook his hand and said [and this is brilliant] 'do you have a minute?' and he was like 'no, not really. i need to talk to the stage manager'. pfft, stage manager. well, i wasn't gonna let him leave so easily so i told him i'm a graphic designer and had a cd design i wanted to show him. he said to just email it and i said they didn't respond the last time i did. so he said 'do you have it with you?' and i said i did. so he said he'd be right back and he left. i ran back to jenny in shock. in a minute he came back and started walking towards me. i was freaking the hell out. i handed him the cd and he looked at it, saying how he thought it was really cool. god knows what i said, i can't remember. i think it was something lame like 'im so excited right now'. so he said 'want me to sign it for you?' but i didn't have a pen. so he took it backstage and signed it. he walked back over, oh i know everyone was so jealous. he wrote 'nice work! why didn't i think of this britt daniel'. so i said thank you and then gestured for a hug! hahhaha! he was probably like 'ummm' but he gave me one anyway. yesssss.
so then they played and it was awesome. britt said they sold it out. :) i was right in front of the keyboard guy, who is new, i hadn't seen him before. he was way hot. i kept staring at him and he'd look down at me and smile and raise his eyebrows at me. haha. i think he was on something because he was like... stumbling around and stuff. he played electric guitar too. anyhow, great great show.
after the set i was waiting around and saw the mystery keyboard guy coming out. so i ran up to him and said they played an amazing show. i showed him my cd and he asked if i'd given britt a business card. FUCK. why the hell i didn't think to print one up, i don't know. dammit. i had jenny take a picture with him but the security guards were rushing us so the picture is pretty bad. plus he's clearly drunk.
so then we left for the 2 hour drive home, feeling hungover and achy and shitty. but hey... i met britt fucking daniel. i hugged him. he signed my art. best show ever.
here are the pictures. http://photobucket.com/albums/b242/jeccilyn/
here are jenny's pictures. http://photobucket.com/albums/y242/jkcook/Spoon/