Showing posts with label cute boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cute boys. Show all posts

Monday, September 29, 2008

needtobreathe

On Saturday night I went to my second concert in four days. Which now brings the number of concerts I've been to this year to... about three (not including GMA Music Week and MIR shows). The moral of this story is, for all you musicians out there, if you see me at your concert it means I am a REALLY big fan!


Needtobreathe from left: Joe, Bear, Bo, & Seth

In a nutshell, I am a really big fan of the band needtobreathe. I was first introduced to them through their second CD, The Heat, which came out last summer, but I'm always a little slow to the game, so I got my hands on it early this year. I don't think I have taken that cd out of my car's cd player since then. If I am going to take Ben's car to work, I bring the cd with me. I already wrote on this blog back in March how I just fell head over heels for their sound and even now I'm not sick of it yet. Even though they play "Washed by the Water" about once every hour on all the Christian radio stations. Don't care, still love it!

So the show was at Exit/In here in Nashville. This means that now after seven years of living in this city I can finally say I've seen a show in one of its most well-known venues. The openers were a guy named Matthew Mayfield (he was okay, sounded like Jon Foreman's solo stuff except with ten years of smoking under his belt) and local boy and fellow Belmont grad Andy Davis (fun bouncy-piano catchy songs, good stuff). It was a late show, so it was already 11 pm by the time needtobreathe came on. But it was worth the wait! They had lots of energy and good... searching for the right word here... sync... as a band. Everyone was together, they did some little interludes of just jamming happily away. The front man and the lead guitarist are brothers (Bear and Bo, loves it), and I always think it is interesting to see and hear siblings play music together. It's like there is a little something extra between them that just makes it click. Plus I think it makes for really interesting harmonizing between the voices since they usually have such similar (to use a dorky music word) timbre. And, let's be honest, they were easy on the eyes, too. My girlfriends from work were particularly taken with younger brother Bo and his hip shaking.

Also apparently big fans of the band? The two (three until the bouncer removed one of them) drunkest girls I've ever seen, a few rows of crowd in front of us. Now I haven't had much life experience being around really drunk people, but I'm going to go out on a limb and say they were about as far gone as you can be without actually passing out on the floor. It was simultaneously awkward, annoying, and also amusing. And they weren't just there by coincidence - they knew every word to all the songs and the names of the guys in the band. Which they enthusiastically hollered throughout the show, bookended by the classic drunk girl exclamation "woooo!" As in, "Woooooooooo! BO!!!! We love you!!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Beers and fists held high (when they weren't falling all over each other and dancing around erratically), they seemed to be having a good time, I guess. All this had me wondering, do they not know that the guys are Christians? I mean, they were playing a song called "Yahweh" in a bar, for crying out loud. It was just a little... incongruous. If the band felt it was awkward they didn't let on, but it was kind of distracting for the rest of us.

Also distracting was the amazon couple that decided to stand right in front of me. She was easily over 6 foot, as was he. And while I totally appreciate wanting to be closer to the front... dude, you guys had half a foot on the rest of us! We couldn't seeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (End of rant.)

They ended the show with their big single "Washed by the Water." It was very cool - they climbed up into the balcony of the venue with just their acoustic guitars and no mics or amps and everyone was very quiet and they played from there, standing on chairs so everyone could see them.


It was a great show and I hope I can see them again soon. Wooooooooo!



Thursday, September 18, 2008

It Was An Accident


I really and truly did not set out to revert back to being a 14 year old girl. It just happened, because I was kinda curious to see what the big fat deal was with these vampire books.

And then, without understanding why or how, I had read all four books (had to have been a good 2000 pages total) in less than four days, and I was compelled to go on the internet and look up everything that could possibly have anything to do with these books, and also the movie that is coming out November 21 (now circled in red on my calendar).

And I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS HAPPENED TO ME, and I'm sorry to all my friends and family who expected better from me. I'm an English major for crying out loud, I'm supposed to be all high-brow and hoighty-toighty (sp?) about my literary tastes, and raving about the new Philip Roth novel and its elegaic postmodern brilliance. But all I can think about is will Stephenie Meyer change her mind and finish Midnight Sun?!

And if that last sentence made no sense to you, it's probably for the better. But if perchance you read that sentence and said, "OMG me too! I need to be inside Edward's head," then I love you and let's make "Mrs. Cullen" bedazzled t-shirts and go see the movie together and maybe afterward we can braid each others' hair and play MASH, if your mom is cool with that. Text me later!

See?!!! SEE WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

My Olympic Dream Team

It came to me in a vision last night.

Michael Phelps should totally marry Nastia Liukin.


The American darlings of the 2008 Olympics could be the greatest couple known to mankind. Their wedding ceremony (presided over by Bela Karolyi, naturally), would be People magazine cover material. They could found a fashion company specializing in skintight jumpsuits, leotards, and more. They would then go on to have beautiful, long-limbed, flexible children with well-toned arms who would dominate in any sport involving water and/or acrobatics. The only thing standing in their way is a 13 inch height difference, but who cares when you have true love and a combined 128* Olympic medals?

Can someone over there in Beijing hook these two up? Today show, you all seem to talk to one of them every half hour. Let's make it happen, people.


(*figure slightly exaggerated)

Monday, January 21, 2008

It Was Just Too Cold

...that is the only explanation as to why the power of Brett Favre's hotness was unable to carry the Packers to victory last night over the Giants. Only bone-chilling, sub-zero temperatures could stop this:




I'm sorry, did you say something? I wasn't paying attention.