memory of a show

so.

a few weeks ago i finally got to see Ryan Adams' show.

i put on a cowboy hat and comfortable clothes. iota and i went and stood in line together. and Ben from felicity stood behind us. he's cute. i just have to say. ben? from felicity? cute. yea.

i later posted about that fact on this alt country forum i've joined and a girl from his fan club emailed me to ask if Ben was flirting with girls , what he was wearing, if it was with anyone.

huh?

anyway. he was cute.

that aside.

we got there really early. the opening guy was Paul Burch of Lambchop. like a more country elvis. he was awesome. Ryan Adams played a drums with him on a few songs.

oh hell, why give a blow by blow . it was good. the music was great. we made friends. i threw my cowboy hat at the bassist and he wore it. i acted like a stupid groupie about it, especially when he threw it back. he also threw a squeaky trumpet toy. i left feeling high and now its a fading memory like all good things end up.

Where the Stars go Blue is a gorgeous song.

in fact, here go listen to a bootleg live version of it, his voice sounds fucked up and beautiful. click here

fuckin beautiful!

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