The greatest music in the world

So all of you know (if you are reading this blog) that last Friday night I went to see Counting Crows, my most favoritest band in the whole wide world! Someone at the show asked me how many times I have seen them because I randomly spew out fun facts about particular songs, sing along and make comments only a true fan could appreciate. I think I calculated that this last Friday was number 12. We had amazing seats and it was an incredible show. I cried. And just for reference sake, I always cry at their shows. It's a funny thing how music does that for me. Hearing a particular song, or a lyric, just totally transports me back to a different time in my life. Bare with me for a piece of nostalgia, if you are interested....I am 18 again, living in Berkeley and seeing CC in concert for the first time, circa 1994. I heard they were playing by a fluke and stood in line (back when you stood in line for tickets! LOL) and froze my butt off with my buddy Cody to pay General Admission price! We were so cold, that one of us broke line to go to a pay phone (T & T if you don't know what that is, google it) and called our 3rd friend who was going to meet us in line and talked her into bringing us sweatshirts so we could survive long enough to get the tickets. We were 3rd in line so there was no way the cold was beating us out!! Hahaha The show was amazing! I remember being the closest I have ever been to "the man" and felt as if he was singing right to me. We were standing in the pit, next to some real jokers who were just trying to mack with these other girls, but I really didn't care. The actual feeling of love filled the air! Hey it is Berkeley afterall!! I nearly fainted when he walked on stage. My friends Angela and Gen had to hold me up a bit. They laughed at me , but I was literally awe-struck. If you have ever been to the Greek theater in Berkeley, then you know what I am talking about. Best place ever to see a show. And it was literally next door to my dorm. I don't think it gets much better than that! I cried at that show too because of the emotional feelings that his music illicits in me. I cried when it was over. And I cried that I waited until the end of the show to by my concert t-shirt and there weren't any left. Lesson learned in the art of concert going. Always buy your shirt first, no matter how silly you look wearing 2 shirts or sporting it over your shoulder like a dish towel. I decided that night in Berkeley, that this was my favorite band. That I would see them whenever I could and that I was completely in love with their music. And over the last 14 years, they have never disappointed me.

So the concert last Friday, I sat in awe, once again. It's funny how Adam looks different and the same. He cried too, while he sang. He is a bit of an emotional guy, maybe why I like him so much! But it's just the music has that affect on me and his utter commitment to the delivery of it. It takes me back to a younger, simple time. When my problems were nothing. And when life was on the cusp of the unknown and no one cared. We were just living it. Wow, sorry to get all nostalgic and sappy, just can't be helped sometimes!

So if you ever want to go see an amazing show, I would love to take you along with me! My friend Gina says that half the fun of seeing them is watching me watch them! Hahahaha I can't imagine what she means by that!!

Hope everyone is doing well, and if you are still reading...then thanks for reading!!!