The prettiest girl
After a week of strenuous preparation for my big seminar presentation (which went amazingly, in case you were wondering - and its ok if you were not), I finally have some time to catch up on some much deserved blogging.
Specifically, blogging about last week's concert with the incredibly talented and insanely beautiful Alison Sudol from A Fine Frenzy, who made ma fall completely in love with her all over again.
It was actually one of those difficult days, had to give a different presentation in a class that ended at 7 pm, which - incidentally - was when the club she was playing at opened for entry.
I basically ran out of class, trying to make it at least in time for the concert to start and not mind that I'd stay in the back - but Cologne isn't tiny and public transport has its very own trap-falls, so that I ended up about 15 minutes late and completely missing the first opening act.
I got there, quickly slipped downstairs to hand in my jacket and purse and basically the moment I got into the club, they announced here and there I stood, in the very back among very very tall parents who were getting cuddly. She was opening for Owl City, which explained the insane number of really really young teenies and I was rather bad at fighting my way to the front. I always admire people who can do that.
So I watched from there, but it was good anyway. She is incredible life, her voice so strong and perfectly on pitch and a cuter girl, you haven't seen. So friendly and lovely and nice and funny. She sang about 8 songs, among them a new one that made me crazy curious about the next album, she danced and joked and talked to teh audience.
I was actually a little embarrassed for Cologne - they kind of treated her like an opening act, which yes, she was, but I was there just to see her and therefor felt somewhat righteous about treating her like the star of the show she was (completely stole Owl City's show, but more on that later). It was even worse where I stood, when she sang the one song that came to some recognition in Germany, Almost lover, she heard that people seemed to be singing along and so for the last chorus she asked really adorable, "Do you guys wanna sing it?" And all the parents looked around at me like something was wrong with me when I sang along at the top of my lungs. Haha, in your face stupid parents and Owl City fans.
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It was all entirely too short though, and I can't wait for her to come back to Cologne - this time as a headliner though. Not that the money wasn't well spent just to see an opener, but I'd rather Owl City got none of it. He came on after her, which a huge pink light show (is it just me or does a light show always suggest inadequacy rather than amazing talent) and really badly tuned acoustics (In her act the voice and instruments were perfectly balanced and you could hear her perfectly, in his set this was really off).
And, here is the thing, I would use the word 'gay' as an insult, ever. But there is such a thing as so gay its a bit difficult to watch, Jonny Weird for example. Owl City was a bit like that, and I'm not into his music to begin with, so really I thought I'd go, it had been a long day and I wasn't about to spoil my Alison-euphoria with this pop stuff that made the teenies scream. (Like, really? Did you listen to the opening act at all? And you scream and go crazy for this stuff? I live in a weird world).
So I went back down-stairs to get my purse and coat and wanted to go by the bar area to see if I couldn't buy some nice Alison-merchendise.... to find her actually standing right there, talking to two other fans who had apparently had the same thought as I (namely that Owl City wasn't worth the aching feet). I waited until they moved away and there she was - just right there, looking incredibly perfect with her porcellain skin and her red hair and that adorable smile. Yes, I have a crazy crush on her, completely well founded.
She gave me a hug and I told her how great I though she was and how I loved her music and we talked a tiny bit about how she liked coming to Germany and to Cologne. One of the other fans was so nice to snap that picture of us and I was so nervous, every muscle in my face twitched when it was taken.
I wanted to squee all the way home and the next few days, too. Although, really, it should be forbidden to look so perfect, it makes the rest of us feel woefully inadequat.
Great night, wonderful woman, amazing perfomer - won't forget it in a hurry.
Specifically, blogging about last week's concert with the incredibly talented and insanely beautiful Alison Sudol from A Fine Frenzy, who made ma fall completely in love with her all over again.
It was actually one of those difficult days, had to give a different presentation in a class that ended at 7 pm, which - incidentally - was when the club she was playing at opened for entry.
I basically ran out of class, trying to make it at least in time for the concert to start and not mind that I'd stay in the back - but Cologne isn't tiny and public transport has its very own trap-falls, so that I ended up about 15 minutes late and completely missing the first opening act.
I got there, quickly slipped downstairs to hand in my jacket and purse and basically the moment I got into the club, they announced here and there I stood, in the very back among very very tall parents who were getting cuddly. She was opening for Owl City, which explained the insane number of really really young teenies and I was rather bad at fighting my way to the front. I always admire people who can do that.
So I watched from there, but it was good anyway. She is incredible life, her voice so strong and perfectly on pitch and a cuter girl, you haven't seen. So friendly and lovely and nice and funny. She sang about 8 songs, among them a new one that made me crazy curious about the next album, she danced and joked and talked to teh audience.
I was actually a little embarrassed for Cologne - they kind of treated her like an opening act, which yes, she was, but I was there just to see her and therefor felt somewhat righteous about treating her like the star of the show she was (completely stole Owl City's show, but more on that later). It was even worse where I stood, when she sang the one song that came to some recognition in Germany, Almost lover, she heard that people seemed to be singing along and so for the last chorus she asked really adorable, "Do you guys wanna sing it?" And all the parents looked around at me like something was wrong with me when I sang along at the top of my lungs. Haha, in your face stupid parents and Owl City fans.
Click for a bigger version
It was all entirely too short though, and I can't wait for her to come back to Cologne - this time as a headliner though. Not that the money wasn't well spent just to see an opener, but I'd rather Owl City got none of it. He came on after her, which a huge pink light show (is it just me or does a light show always suggest inadequacy rather than amazing talent) and really badly tuned acoustics (In her act the voice and instruments were perfectly balanced and you could hear her perfectly, in his set this was really off).
And, here is the thing, I would use the word 'gay' as an insult, ever. But there is such a thing as so gay its a bit difficult to watch, Jonny Weird for example. Owl City was a bit like that, and I'm not into his music to begin with, so really I thought I'd go, it had been a long day and I wasn't about to spoil my Alison-euphoria with this pop stuff that made the teenies scream. (Like, really? Did you listen to the opening act at all? And you scream and go crazy for this stuff? I live in a weird world).
So I went back down-stairs to get my purse and coat and wanted to go by the bar area to see if I couldn't buy some nice Alison-merchendise.... to find her actually standing right there, talking to two other fans who had apparently had the same thought as I (namely that Owl City wasn't worth the aching feet). I waited until they moved away and there she was - just right there, looking incredibly perfect with her porcellain skin and her red hair and that adorable smile. Yes, I have a crazy crush on her, completely well founded.
She gave me a hug and I told her how great I though she was and how I loved her music and we talked a tiny bit about how she liked coming to Germany and to Cologne. One of the other fans was so nice to snap that picture of us and I was so nervous, every muscle in my face twitched when it was taken.
I wanted to squee all the way home and the next few days, too. Although, really, it should be forbidden to look so perfect, it makes the rest of us feel woefully inadequat.
Great night, wonderful woman, amazing perfomer - won't forget it in a hurry.