education sucks the life out of friendship.

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

sometimes.

adam, i miss you too.

davy, i miss you.

well, that was poop.

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

i suppose a great experience in music has to be balanced by the utter worst concert i have been to in my life.

the moneen/taking back sunday/saves the day concert.

at least we went to sushi on bloor before the concert - that certainly saved the evening. oh and that i spent the night with my sisters - that's good too.

but as soon as i stepped into the kool haus, i was like, um, yeah, i am WAY TOO OLD TO BE HERE. girls with mid-pubescent bodies, drapped with strips of fabric they call "clothes" and boys that all looked like they got dressed together. too much two-toned hair, braces and piercings. oh, and the pony tails had to go. every where you stood, you had a ponytail waving in your face. no matter how good the music was, hair in your face, that isn't your own, makes it really hard to enjoy.

secondly, probably two feet away from us, and certain sometimes right up against us, was the most hideous couple you've ever seen kissing their faces out. margaret kept making disgusted faces as her eyes kept drifting over in their direction. it really was like the eclipse. you know looking at it will cause you pain, but you just can't help it. she kept tempting me to shove her so she could just plow them over... with an excuse. they were disgusting.

it wasn't even MAKING OUT MUSIC... i.e., slow stuff, SEXUAL stuff - it was badly played, loud, yell-y, ugh! it just was nasty. quote margaret: "the images are burned into my mind."

so after the second band played, and played badly, we deliberated about leaving. we didn't deliberate too long - we just left. the first band, moneen, really impressed me the first time i heard them back in march, and they weren't that good this time.

*sigh*

sting has ruined me for life.

the sting-aftermath

Saturday, November 15, 2003

well, that was certainly a surreal experience.
gonzo and i were waiting in line for one hour and then they let us into the studio, where we checked out coats, and then waited for another half hour to 45 minutes for more instructions.

we get into the studio and at first gonzo and i were very unhappy with where we were standing. we're not very tall, and we were standing behind a tall guy. we could see nothing. but then someone from the studio-crew moved him. then our view was perfect. UNFORTUNATELY, we were standing behind Sting, so we're probably in every single shot. oh well, i didn't bring my camera into the studio with me 'cause they told us we weren't allowed to take pictures - and then they said we were allowed, but my camera was back in coat check. so all the people who were disobedient got rewarded.

anyway - oh- back in line, get this - this woman turns to this other woman and says, "are you sarah...?" "yeah" "remember me? i'm ron kydd's daughter." i'm like "excuse me? ron kydd taught me in bible college." so us 6 just stood there in awe at the fact that we were all connected. sarah and her husband pastor in kitchener and went to school with matt janes, dave larmour, jonathan smith, terry talbot, etc., etc. and the other woman, well, her father taught gonzo and i in bible college. we all stood together in the studio later.

set list:
- walking on the moon
- send your love
- whenever i see your face
- dead man's rope
- every breath you take
- fields of gold

kipper, joy rose (and other background vocal singer), dominic miller, jason rubello were all there with him. i stood right by the piano and got to watch him play. kipper played on this keyboard that was no more than 2 octaves. it looked like a toy. joy rose has an amazing voice and is so terribly expressive. kipper backs him up well also (vocally). and of course, jason rocks.

it was so surreal being in the studio with only like 160-80 people there with you with these larger than life musicians. people that you've just admired from SO far, and then they're just standing RIGHT in front of you shaking your hand, giving you a signature... i kept zoning out and forgetting that i was in a studio and watching STING. so weird.

but that was an awesome experience. i asked maria to tape it for me - i hope she remembered! i'm not looking forward to seeing myself on tv though...

wowie zowie, i'm going to see STING

Thursday, November 06, 2003

today i went to stratford with maria fudge to pick up her mother who was visiting her sister. we had a nice good ride all the over there to stratford, which is a very pretty town. anyway... on the way home, we stopped for dinner at kelsey's, and we're about to go, and adam calls, in a frantic pace says, "callcallcall muchmusic - the number is 1-800-265-much. i haven't been able to get through yet, but try to get as many wristbands as you can." oh, oh! okay! okay! so we're leaving the restaurant, and for 40 minutes into the car ride, i am calling, calling, calling, calling much music. good thing it's a tollfree call, or otherwise, i'm would have run myself up a huge phone bill this month.

so, i FINALLY get through, and since i haven't television in forever, much less much more music, i really had no idea what to say... so i stumbled and out came, "um, yeah, uh... i want to ... uh... request wristbands to see sting...?" and the lady on the other end says, "honey, you have to WIN wristbands, you can't request them." uh, okay. i actually didn't know WHAT this entailed. did i have to enter my name? did i have to bid? did i have to act stupid? what? what? what? turns out, it's sting-trivia.

i didn't know a lot of the answers.

i didn't know answers to questions like, what was the name of the Police's first album? what is the name of the charity that Sting and his wife founded? and some of other ones... including, what's Sting's real name? the woman freaked when i passed on it! i really didn't remember.

but i got questions like, what is the name of his new book of memoirs? what instrument did he play in the police? what was the name of his first solo album after the Police? so, yeah, i knew SOME stuff.

but what is important is that next friday, i will be standing in the much music environment watching sting. i'm allowed one guest, so gonzo's coming with me. it's our anniversary on the 17th, so this is perfect. happy 5th anniversary, baby!