I recently went to a Manchester Orchestra concert and it made me stop and realize how much I have missed going to rock shows. I've been hitting up some small venue shows at the Space, which I love, but there is just something about a rock show in some seedy hall with a bar at the back and some idiot in the pit who's so high that he can't compute the fact that no one wants him to touch them.
So I've decided to begin trolling around the internet to find some concerts that I must attend this summer.
May:
10th The Blow @ The Space
22nd - Blues Traveler @ Toad's Place
25th - Imogen Heap @ Hammerstein Ballroom (NYC)
June:
1st - Anberlin, Terrible Things @ Toad's Place
17th - Regina Spektor @ Beacon Theatre (NYC)
18th - Thrice, Kevin Devine @ Toad's Place
July:
9th - Jack Johnson @ Comcast Theatre (Hartford)
11th - Warped Tour @ Comcast Theatre
22nd - Star Wars: A Musical Journey @ Mohegan Sun Arena
24th - Modest Mouse @ The Dome at Oakdale
27th - Paramore, Tegan and Sara, New Found Glory @ Oakdale Theatre (Wallingford)
August:
3rd - Kings of Leon (!) @ Comcast Theatre
6th - O.A.R. @ PNC Bank Arts Center (NYC)
7th - John Mayer and Train @ Comcast
12th - Green Day with AFI @ Comcast
More to be added soon...
Something about the Mamas and the Papas that make me wish for a simpler life. One that is filled with guitar music and soft spoken words filled with wonder and love. Doesn't that sound loverly? So wonderful a thought such as this. Somewhere where no hateful words are spoken, no careless actions undertaken and no one is lonely. Not that this is really a possibility... But wouldn't it be nice?
Sitting here in my school because the thought of being home on this beautiful day seemed wrong. Although, leaving the inside of my house for the inside of my school building isn't much of an improvement.
What is it about sunny days that make us want to be outside? It's like a part of our bodies, this need to be out. Out there, enjoying the day, the sunshine, the warm air, the birds chirping. It's in our DNA. I think it's in our very soul.
It's our very souls that need to go outside and worship the God that gave us this wonderful, sad, beautiful, tragic world. Our very bones cry out to give Him praise. Whether or not a person believes in that sort of thing, it's undeniable to those who can see it through His glasses.
There's a way to look at such things as people. A certain perspective everyone has that shapes the corneas almost. Our view on the world is the way that we see everyone. This isn't news, but the interesting thing about this notion is how vast the differences between people can be. It makes me wonder. Sometimes I can just sit and wonder about it for a while. How incredibly different that two separate people can look at the same thing.
What a think that thought is!
Just listened to the song "Belated Promise Ring" by Iron and Wine. My name is in that song, it makes me happy. Also, it seems to fit with my personality.
Now, if only I can find a man to buy me a promise ring....
Ramble posts seem to be my way of blogging. Just open the page and type whatever comes to mind. Sometimes I have a purpose in it, but mostly, not.
