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Adam Levine gave me a f’n guitar. No, really.

1 Jan

Best Week Ever, Part 2!

My 99th and 100th Maroon 5 shows will probably always be my favorite Maroon 5 shows of life. Might I add that I wish that Kelly Clarkson opened for them forever, because I would like to see that about 500 times more.

The morning of my 99th show, I worked a few hours then headed to Sacramento to pick up Heather from the airport. We drove to the venue to hop into line, since it was general admission and a 24,000 venue. Craaazy.

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We had bought “Pass the line” tickets for $5 which conveniently scored us front row. Best five bucks ever spent.

Rozzi Crane opened. She’s on Adam Levine’s record label. She’s good, but her music isn’t quite my taste.

Next came out my girl, Kelly. Within a few songs she pointed and sang at me, and I’m telling myself it’s because she still remembers me and we’re BFFs. Yeah, sure. Haha. She’s SOOO good. This was my 20-something time seeing her and you think I’d have learned by now that I need to not sing so loud during her sets though because I’m prone to ALWAYS loosing my voice! I practically did halfway through her set.

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Next, the loves of my life, M5. (I should do a huge throw back series of blogs of m5 shows from the bands early years. I found my old LiveJournal, and it is HILARIOUS, because 10 years ago I was a DWEEB. The posts would make you see why what happened next, did. And we can all laugh at how lame I was. It’ll be fun.)

Anyway, M5. Adam spots Heather and I a few songs in. Points, give us smiles. Love you. Then a few songs later, THIS happens. (Fast forward about 55 seconds.)

Um…I cried. I hate him. Thanks for the love. And yes, he did say, “Every time I see them I feel the need to kiss their asses.” ❤

I didn’t think it’d get any better than that, until several songs later where HE GAVE ME A FUCKING GUITAR. Here’s the video in all its glory. Thanks Heather for recording this.

Oh man. How I didn’t cry at THAT is surprising. I don’t know if you can hear, but at the end of the video I say, “I’m going to hug it.” HAHA. So I’m still a dweeb…

Getting out of the venue was RIDICULOUS. I had a shit ton of people stop me wanting to see the guitar, touch the guitar, take photos with me, ask a million questions. My favorite: Have you met Adam before?! No…he just knows me from the front row…DUH 12 year olds.

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Finally we make our way to my car, to where I seat belted that baby in. Took us another good half hour to drive out of the parking lots, and by the time we stopped for a late night snack and caffeine to survive the drive home, it was 4:30am. And I had to work the next morning. Oh my, shoot me in the face.

I don’t know how I got through the few hours at work. Then we headed back out to Mountain View to go to the big 100.

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I had a 3rd row ticket that I was completely content with, but m5’s tour manager told us he would give us two seats together so we wouldn’t sit separately. So when we went to the box office guess what was waiting for us? FRONT ROW, DEAD CENTER. Um, I love you Fred. Thanks for being awesome to us over the past decade.

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So, I basically sang in Kelly’s face.

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And then m5’s. And it was awesome. And the 100th. And then we went home and passed out because the following day it was back onto the Matty Nay tour. I didn’t think the week could possible get any better, but somehow, it did.

…to be continued.

Last Of The Great Pretenders Tour, or The Best Week Ever, part 1.

26 Dec
The formatting on this post keeps messing itself up, and won’t allow spaces between paragraphs. I apologize. It bugs me too. Now onto a belated blog. 
Oh man. Where do I even begin? I had a string of Matt Nathanson and Maroon 5 shows falling all within a week period of one another. I dubbed it to become “the best week ever”. It lived up to it’s name.

Let’s start at the beginning, shall we? Show numero uno.

First up on the list was Matt playing at Ace of Spades in Sacramento.

A radio station put together a show benefiting Breast Cancer, and the show was only announced about three weeks before the date. Let’s say I was excited to start the party off sooner, and went ahead and treated myself to a “VIP” ticket. The VIP tickets were sold in limited quantities, and it allowed you to have early entry and get to attend sound check and a m&g before the show. It was only $20 more, but I contemplated it for awhile (awhile, as in, probably 15 minutes) before I said, “Ah, screw it!” and caved.

Early entry is awesome. I got there about 15 minutes or so before they told us to arrive via email. There was a 30 minute delay due to someone getting stuck in traffic *coughNathansoncough* but I won’t name names. 😉
It was hot while waiting. I got sunburned. But eventually we were let in and Matt played 3 songs and it all became worth it, because I realized “This is it. Tour is STARTING!” After the sound check we were all cattle called into a single file line to take pictures with Matt.
Of course, since there were many of us, the conversations were rushed. But since I was the only one who caved to the VIP ticket, I got to talk to Matt solo, while my other friends were still outside in the general admission line. (Or as one of the radio station guys said, “You’re so lucky! You get to take a solo picture! You can wrap your leg around him!” Yeah no, he’d freak if I attempted that…) I’m always greeted with open arms. “Are you ready to see my face A LOT the next few days?” I asked him.
“UM, YEAH. Shit. We’re going to have to change up the set list for you, aren’t we?”
“Ohhh…I want to hear All Been Said Before!”
“Ohhhh! That’s a good one.”
“Do it!”
“Oh, I will. Just tweet me, because I won’t remember.”
Remember this conversation. It has importance over the next week.
After we took photos, we were then made to go back outside to wait in line only to be let back in an less than an hour later. Dumb.20130926_165538
I saved a spot for Tara, so once the GA line was let in, she squeezed in up front with me.20130926_173131
There was no opener, so Matt came right out and got down to the rocking. I loved the shit out of this tour. So good.
After the show Tara and I met up with DawnL and Tracy for a bit to say hi, and then the two of us headed back to Tara’s place a few miles away to crash since the next day we were headed to Reno.
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Tara went to work the next morning for a few hours, and I hung out at her place with her man friend until she was off. We made lunch, then we headed out on our way to Reno.
Every time I go to Reno it’s…interesting. This visit, there was some sort of motorcycle convention or something going on, and there were just people EVERYWHERE.
I had tweeted Matt a long the drive to not forget to play my song, and he replied back with, “Wait, tonight?!” so I don’t think he knew I was coming to Reno. As Tara and I waited in line, Matt and Shiben passed us, and he cutely went, “OH oh, hiiii.” and Shiben waved like an excited kid. I’m pretty sure that made me love them more.
We were let in, and Tara and I immediately got alcohol. I got some rough news while waiting in line, and I definitely needed a little buzz. Except they are HEAVY HANDED in Reno, and I might have been slightly, okay definitely, intoxicated before the show started. Which was awesome, because no offense but, Joshua Radin should not be Matt’s opener. Snooze-a-palooza.
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Matt came out, and it was an even longer and awesome set than the night before. I can’t get enough of that man. So good.
After the show we ran into Shiben and chatted for a bit (“You’ve seen Matt Nathanson 94 times?!”) before heading back on the road to Sacramento to sleep.  I hung out with Tara the next morning for a bit, before driving back home…for only 16 hours. Oh, my life.
The following morning I woke up at 5am to head to the airport to catch a flight to San Diego. Except, that all went down the drain when the plane was SMOKING, and we all had to get off. I got impatient playing the “wait for multiple hours” game. I called my boyfriend who had dropped me off and had my car and the keys, took a taxi his way since he was at work, and picked up my car and drove the 7 hours. The fuck. Hasty decision.
The whole drive I went about 85mph. I think I shaved an hour off of the ETA. I was tired and delirious and had no food or coffee in my system by the time I arrived to San Diego around 5pm.
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I met up with my best friend Nicole at House of Blues and immediately sat down to ate. Note for future reference: don’t eat cheese loaded entrees when you have a completely empty stomach. No bueno.
The waitress was taking FOREVER (and it wasn’t even busy) so I left Nicole inside to pay and I hopped into the forever long line. Matt walked by a few minutes later and said, “Hey! All Been Said Before or something tonight, right?” and I was so delirious that I think I just smiled. Haha. I mean, YES please.
Once let inside we actually weren’t far back. Second row center. But we are old and sat on the floor while we waited for the show to start. Then we suffered through Josh. Nicole actually played a game or two of Candy Crush during his set. Ha.
Before Matt came out, the setlist was taped onstage and All Been Said Before was on the list! And I was totally stoked the entire set leading up to it. And then the jerk skipped right over it. He gave me a “Omg, please don’t kill me I’m so sorry” look, but I’m pretty sure I still gave him the stink eye through the next two songs. Then I got over it. At least he attempted by putting it on the setlist.
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Fabulous show, as always. As soon as it was over we booked it, because Nicole had to work at 6am the next morning and I had to leave at 4:30am. I know, what? Since I drove instead of flew, I had to leave when it was still pitch black out because I was working that evening. Great things about planes, they get you to places quickly. Sob.
So, I drove home, stopped off at my boyfriend’s place since I had an extra hour, zombie’d around while he took me to lunch, and then headed to work for 6 hours. Cry.
The things I do for you Nathanson…to be continued.

All Night Noise in Sacramento.

18 Dec

I hardly had time to blink an eye (let alone catch up on sleep) before I had to unpack, repack, and then head back out on the road for more Matty Nay shows. Like I’m complaining.

The first on the string of shows was in Sacramento. What up, state capital? This was a long day. An early shift at work, then a 3 hour drive to Sac-town. Add in traffic and it became a 4 hour drive. But awaiting me were a TON of people I know! The two hour wait in line went fast thanks to the company of Kaelyn, Tara, Dawn L, Tracy, Jenny, Liz, Therese…I think I’m even forgetting people?!

A funny thing happened during Scars on 45’s set. Kaelyn kept crouching down because she was tired, and after the third time I finally asked if she was OK. This is what she said to me, in the middle of a song, “Oh yeah. I’m fine. I’m just pregnant.”

Enter me freaking out, that my friend just dropped the baby bomb on me! I was trying not to be rude to talk since we were right up front, but I grabbed her, freaked for a second, hugged her tightly and then screamed, “You’re WHAAAT?! Oh my gaaaawd! Congratulations! How far are you? OMG! Ah! Wait, we’ll talk as soon as SO45 are over!”

This will probably be one of the most memorable moments in my concert attending history, for sure. After Scars was over, I asked a million questions and my mind was just boggled. I love when my friends have babies!!

Matt’s Sacramento set was so good. He seemed to be in an extremely great mood. I was in an extremely great good. When am I not in a great mood at a show?

Afterwards, we waited to say hi to Matt. Kaelyn had never met him before, so I “chaperoned” her because she didn’t want to say hi alone. I ended up getting pulled into her photo. One day I’ll seriously stop taking photos with Matt. Or he’ll punch me in the face from being sick of me. Either or. We’ll see which comes first.

I stayed in a hotel with Dawn L and Tracy that night, because there was no reason for me to drive 3 hours home, and then wake up and drive 5 and a half hours to LA the next morning, when the drive to LA from Sacramento in itself is only 6. Ya know?!