Angus & Julia Stone Adventure!
I need to go to bed as I must catch a plane to Belfast tomorrow, but I just had to recount my ridiculous night.
So Amy and I head over to the Hanbury club around 7 to buy tickets. Realize after walking all the way there that Angus & Julia Stone is sold out. Very sad. Hang out on the beach for awhile and then decide to go back and see if we can haggle tickets. After waiting in the cold for an hour we manage to only get one. We wait longer to no avail, so Amy decides to go home and I head in to brave it alone.
So I watch the opening act, Paris Motel, and start pondering a plan to make friends. Get a beer, push myself to the middle of the crowd near some girls I attempted to haggle tickets from earlier. They sit down and thus become out of reach for friendship. Damn. I bump into this other guy Ross and decide he has to be my new friend and thus continue the conversation further than the usual "Oh, I'm sorry (I bumped into you). Me too." Meet his brother and other friend. Win. During the concert, he proposes to Julia Stone and she accepts. Did I mention she's really cute and just dances all over the stage waving her hands around and playing lots of instruments? I'm in love. Pretty much, she should just be my adorable Australian hippie girlfriend. The brother, Miles, at one point makes Angus so disoriented he fucks up playing "Just A Boy" and needs to start over about 5 times. Some woman feels up Mile's shoulder blades and it's weird. This other guy yells at Ross, to "put that foul thing away" when he brings out his camera-phone. Crazies.
The show ends and they invite me out for a drink. I accept. I chill outside and they score me back our ticket stubs and a flyer. At some point Miles goes back in, puts on an Australian accent (Angus & Julia Stone are from Australia), says he's from Queensland and scores us free posters. At this point I realize I've made friends with the right people. However, as awesome as free posters attained by fake Aussie accents are, he decides that's not good enough. We need to get the band to sign them. So we all go back inside trying to figure out where the band is. Meet some girls from New Zealand who Miles convinces he's from Christchurch by putting on a New Zealand accent. I sense a trend.
We find a guy that works there and ask if we can see the band to get our posters signed. They go ask then come back to take our stuff to bring it backstage to get it signed, but Miles objects and asks if we can actually go see them so we know they're really signing it. The guy goes and asks and comes back to say they're sorry, but they're really picky about their quiet time and so no. I decide this means they're smoking a joint. Just sayin'. We say we'll be really quiet and the guy asks again and voila! Angus & Julia Stone are right in front of me. Julia comes out with no shoes on and is really cute and they're both just adorable and I want to be their BFFLs. We talk to them for awhile, Julia recognizes Ross as the guy that proposed to her and Angus remembers Miles heckling him during the show. Hilarity ensues. They sign our posters, I get two solid handshakes from Angus and a very nice hug from Julia. I even managed to make witty banter and not pee myself.
My poster is now signed, "Stay beautiful and high" from Angus and, "See you in New York, see you in the sunshine, see you in the snow, see you with love, Julia". I want to be their best friends.
We go out to a pub after and come up with the idea of following Angus & Julia to their next show tomorrow night in Southampton about an hour away. I would have totally gone if it wasn't for the whole going to Ireland thing.
Just the most random night ever. Saying as I showed up alone without a ticket and ended up with not only a ticket, but new friends, a signed poster and a meeting with the band, I'd say I win.
It's almost 4 am, I still haven't packed, am sick, behind in my work, a little bit crazy and a little bit sad, but man, I need more nights like this. Sometimes I just really, really love my life.
So Amy and I head over to the Hanbury club around 7 to buy tickets. Realize after walking all the way there that Angus & Julia Stone is sold out. Very sad. Hang out on the beach for awhile and then decide to go back and see if we can haggle tickets. After waiting in the cold for an hour we manage to only get one. We wait longer to no avail, so Amy decides to go home and I head in to brave it alone.
So I watch the opening act, Paris Motel, and start pondering a plan to make friends. Get a beer, push myself to the middle of the crowd near some girls I attempted to haggle tickets from earlier. They sit down and thus become out of reach for friendship. Damn. I bump into this other guy Ross and decide he has to be my new friend and thus continue the conversation further than the usual "Oh, I'm sorry (I bumped into you). Me too." Meet his brother and other friend. Win. During the concert, he proposes to Julia Stone and she accepts. Did I mention she's really cute and just dances all over the stage waving her hands around and playing lots of instruments? I'm in love. Pretty much, she should just be my adorable Australian hippie girlfriend. The brother, Miles, at one point makes Angus so disoriented he fucks up playing "Just A Boy" and needs to start over about 5 times. Some woman feels up Mile's shoulder blades and it's weird. This other guy yells at Ross, to "put that foul thing away" when he brings out his camera-phone. Crazies.
The show ends and they invite me out for a drink. I accept. I chill outside and they score me back our ticket stubs and a flyer. At some point Miles goes back in, puts on an Australian accent (Angus & Julia Stone are from Australia), says he's from Queensland and scores us free posters. At this point I realize I've made friends with the right people. However, as awesome as free posters attained by fake Aussie accents are, he decides that's not good enough. We need to get the band to sign them. So we all go back inside trying to figure out where the band is. Meet some girls from New Zealand who Miles convinces he's from Christchurch by putting on a New Zealand accent. I sense a trend.
We find a guy that works there and ask if we can see the band to get our posters signed. They go ask then come back to take our stuff to bring it backstage to get it signed, but Miles objects and asks if we can actually go see them so we know they're really signing it. The guy goes and asks and comes back to say they're sorry, but they're really picky about their quiet time and so no. I decide this means they're smoking a joint. Just sayin'. We say we'll be really quiet and the guy asks again and voila! Angus & Julia Stone are right in front of me. Julia comes out with no shoes on and is really cute and they're both just adorable and I want to be their BFFLs. We talk to them for awhile, Julia recognizes Ross as the guy that proposed to her and Angus remembers Miles heckling him during the show. Hilarity ensues. They sign our posters, I get two solid handshakes from Angus and a very nice hug from Julia. I even managed to make witty banter and not pee myself.
My poster is now signed, "Stay beautiful and high" from Angus and, "See you in New York, see you in the sunshine, see you in the snow, see you with love, Julia". I want to be their best friends.
We go out to a pub after and come up with the idea of following Angus & Julia to their next show tomorrow night in Southampton about an hour away. I would have totally gone if it wasn't for the whole going to Ireland thing.
Just the most random night ever. Saying as I showed up alone without a ticket and ended up with not only a ticket, but new friends, a signed poster and a meeting with the band, I'd say I win.
It's almost 4 am, I still haven't packed, am sick, behind in my work, a little bit crazy and a little bit sad, but man, I need more nights like this. Sometimes I just really, really love my life.