i guess that nagging suspicion that i dont really belong here finally clicked into clear focus yesterday.
you see, it started all so innocently enough: i went to see Beck at the Boson Fleet Pavilion on saturday.
Beck was supposed to be there with The Donnas and i really wanted to see them both. The Donnas didnt show. guess i had it wrong about them opening. oh well, that was disappointing.
what frustrated the living monkey-fuck out of me was that this was the Fleet Pavilions Summer concert series.
Summer.
i guess thats really a subjective term in these parts. you see, it was 40 degrees. 40 degrees and raininghard. did i mention the Fleet Pavilion is basically a big tent? oh yeah, its open air all the way. did i also happen to mention that it is located right next to the damn ocean?
props to Beck who always puts on a great show. but even he admitted that he probably wouldnt have showed if he had a ticketit was too cold.
but wait. it was also wet. the wind was blowing it right in. this was the first concert that i actually wanted more people closer to me. lets all huddle for warmth at this Summer concert.
good thinking on the Pavilions part, as they sold a boatload of crappy western/mexican blankets. everyone had them. damp concertgoers were keeping themselves and their loved ones warm as they snuggled together under these oddly colorful pieces of cloth.
my friend, JJ4000, and i werent on a date. now, im not homophobic, but there was no way i was cuddling up to him. True, hes cool and all, but cmon, no ones life was at stake.
so there I am, sitting in a 40 degree tent, at night, next to the ocean, being rained upon, watching people walk around like they're in a Sergio Leone film (some weird, rainy, spaghetti Western) and i had a bit of an epiphany: this aint me babe. so sir.
so what am i to do? nothing now. do my time and wait. take some vacation. travel. i can see summer from many a place. life is sooo dimensional. this is just one facet and i can dealfor now. but one dayone day im going to see Beck next to a different ocean. 6 months to go
(tell me we have real summers hereplease!!!!)
-rozehead
you see, it started all so innocently enough: i went to see Beck at the Boson Fleet Pavilion on saturday.
Beck was supposed to be there with The Donnas and i really wanted to see them both. The Donnas didnt show. guess i had it wrong about them opening. oh well, that was disappointing.
what frustrated the living monkey-fuck out of me was that this was the Fleet Pavilions Summer concert series.
Summer.
i guess thats really a subjective term in these parts. you see, it was 40 degrees. 40 degrees and raininghard. did i mention the Fleet Pavilion is basically a big tent? oh yeah, its open air all the way. did i also happen to mention that it is located right next to the damn ocean?
props to Beck who always puts on a great show. but even he admitted that he probably wouldnt have showed if he had a ticketit was too cold.
but wait. it was also wet. the wind was blowing it right in. this was the first concert that i actually wanted more people closer to me. lets all huddle for warmth at this Summer concert.
good thinking on the Pavilions part, as they sold a boatload of crappy western/mexican blankets. everyone had them. damp concertgoers were keeping themselves and their loved ones warm as they snuggled together under these oddly colorful pieces of cloth.
my friend, JJ4000, and i werent on a date. now, im not homophobic, but there was no way i was cuddling up to him. True, hes cool and all, but cmon, no ones life was at stake.
so there I am, sitting in a 40 degree tent, at night, next to the ocean, being rained upon, watching people walk around like they're in a Sergio Leone film (some weird, rainy, spaghetti Western) and i had a bit of an epiphany: this aint me babe. so sir.
so what am i to do? nothing now. do my time and wait. take some vacation. travel. i can see summer from many a place. life is sooo dimensional. this is just one facet and i can dealfor now. but one dayone day im going to see Beck next to a different ocean. 6 months to go
(tell me we have real summers hereplease!!!!)
-rozehead
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apparently beck played some sort of secret show here in northampton that i wasn't cool enough to find about before 'twas sold out
yeah. mexican blanket-times are not for the faint of heart. i include myself in that group...
that makes me a damn happy girl