she's so lucky, she's a star

gigantic photo update to follow, later this week. i'm done with my memo and i am horribly sleep deprived. but as elisa would say.. "GET SOME SLEEP AND GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK."

i've had an amazing week with all of my besties, favorites (particularly those in spirit, i'll explain later), my baby cam b-o-b, and my favorite bands in the entire world.

la to sd to sj/sf.
in light of recent news: birthday shoutouts so that even brireland turns around? awesome. birthday hats that are absolutely amazing ;) and friends that are even more amazing. my sharona changed my life. love the outline and srry graham, but i will always give you crap about not liking your band. savannah's birthday video!

west coast winter tour pt 1: sd soma. getting lucky with the photo pass. the nice security guys who let me shoot get back loretta even though i was 5 songs late. the audition lead singer flinging his sweat on me (repeatedly, i might add) + me being grossed out + me telling rhonda, ashley and alee later about the sweat-flinging and they wanted the sweat? what? head automatica beating hearts baby dance party. andrew winking at me when i was all up in his grill. thx. bob went insane (jenny, you're going to love ittt esp. toward the very beginning of the set) and jon did a metalll bass solo. jay mac messing with andrew by talking to him through his hi-hat mics. dark blue drama club was single-handedly resurrected by andrew. i died. superstalkerrr.

west coast winter tour pt 2: sf warfield theatre.
flew into san jose, had lunch, car trip + totes took the BART for the first time into sf! sameeee minus shooting the first three bands. loved the layout of the venue. drinks. SUPER nachos. mmm the show was much more sedate. i think it's a norcal thing? no ridic dancing, but it was still pretty bad. i almost punched a meathead in the face b/c he wouldn't let me through b/c he thought i was trying to like, shove my way up to see the show. NO YOU MORON. IT'S CALLED A PHOTO PASS. a very nice girl with her friend in a wheelchair helped me get out on the way out from the barricade. people never cease to amaze me with their kindness. i miss being on planes!

THE LIGHTING WAS GLORIOUS. s2 owners are going to have a blasty.

WARNING: TOTALLY EMO.
so, san diego. i managed to get myself stuck up front/over in front of the right side of the stage, cos i kept having to go up to shoot. basically, a majority of the time, i was alone. but i really didn't feel alone. it was, honestly, the strangest thing ever. the second he started playing last straw (which i hadn't ever seen played live), i almost teared up, and then i realized that's not allowed under the lawyer's code section 102(2)(b). it clearly states that lawyers do not cry. lawyers make people cry. so i stopped myself.

but honestly. the energy was incredible (obviously, as evidenced by andrew's ridiculous dancing). i have this weird habit now of looking out into the crowd while a band is playing just to see what's going on with everyone. and really, seeing everyone smiling and singing the same words.. for that 1 hr or so, we were one. it didn't matter that people were from far away, or locals, or that they were kids, or parents, or crazy emo kids or funky hipster kids. even the kids i don't like at all. we all sang the same songs back to andrew and it was truly touching. i can see why he likes to perform for audiences like that. so i danced around like a loser, sang my off-tuned heart out, and i thought of every single person who i've been fortunate enough to become friends with through this little band and i kept them in my heart so that i wasn't really watching the show alone.. but watching it with everyone and feeling it with everyone.

and at that moment. i was complete. i was alive.
"i feel cradled by this universe and the immense love that comes from it."
that room was my universe. those people held the love in their bodies like vessels... until they opened their mouths and sang and the love. spilled. out.