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Squee!
Our DMB tickets are on the FedEx truck! Oh! I cannot wait to see our grumpy douchebag of a FedEx guy! (OMG yesterday he totes snarked at me because I asked him to put this huge package in someone’s office instead of leaving it with us.)
In other news, AAAHHHH! I’m trying to get stuff done before the end of the day because I’ll be out most of next week (thank GOD) and I’m realizing that wow, I’ve got a lot to do.
IDK, yesterday someone came to this blog by searching for a certain British actor and the same person also went to the super secret writing blog looking for the same person (don’t worry, my post there is more writerly and less 13-year-old girl) and now I’m worried that they’ll make the connection and my cover WILL BE BLOWN. This is dire.
Except not really.
OMG. My parents will be here on SUNDAY. There are no words, y’all.
A bit o’ Friday randomosity, brought to you by Spunk Ransom:
1. Voodoo Child (slight return) – Jimi Hendrix
2. Crazy Train – Ozzy Osbourne
3. Too Much Food – Jason Mraz
4. Odalisque – The Decemberists
5. Time (Losing My Mind) – The Soul of John Black
6. All Through the Night – Sherman Baker
7. Sister (acoustic) – The Nixons
8. Lovefool – The Cardigans
9. All Right – Toad the Wet Sprocket
10. You Won’t Be Mine – Matchbox 20
Does that make me crazy?
This morning I had a very Lost in Translation-esque dream. I was in Paris/Amsterdam (don’t ask me how they managed to be the same place at the same time) alone. I didn’t speak any French or Dutch and I was near the Eiffel Tower, which was surrounded by the most exotic and colorful garden I’ve ever seen, and I was walking along this breezeway and OMFG, I passed David Thewlis, at which point Paris/Amsterdam became Rome. I DO NOT KNOW. So I was kind of silently freaking out because OMG David Thewlis lives here, which means Ann Friel does too and OMG. Then this man and woman, who supposedly I kind of knew (? idk), came up while I was sitting there watching David and Anna and Gracie eating lunch at this posh bistro, and they were all LET’S EAT HERE, SHALL WE? And I was like, NO I CANNOT EAT IN FRONT OF THEM ARE YOU KIDDING??? But we went there anyway and we didn’t eat. We just drank a lot of wine and then we watched The O.C.
No lie.
David Thewlis and Anna Friel totally watched The O.C. with me in my dream. I KNOW YOU’RE JEALOUS OF ME RIGHT NOW.
So yesterday I found out the seat locations for our DMB show in a few weeks. We’re sitting in the same general area we always sit in. Which isn’t bad! And I’m glad to be going! Just someday, I’d like to be one of those lucky bastards who gets confirmed for the 2nd row or something.
I watched a show about Hitler last night. I love having History Channel International again. It’s like, my favorite channel ever.
I brought the laptop to work with me today so I can do things on my lunchbreak (AKA HANG OUT IN THE BURROWS) and I’m kind of thrilled because that means I have Order of the Phoenix at my immediate disposal. Can you say Sirius and Remus cuddling at the table? Sure, I knew you could!
Here, watch Gary Oldman and David Thewlis be all hot for each other in this interview. David Thewlis is a deer. GARY OLDMAN SAID SO.
Happy to be there and all
BUT EPIC FAIL, WH. EPIC FAIL.
Our seats are horrible.
They aren’t great either.
Sigh.
COME ON, WAREHOUSE
Instant tickets ship approximately 10 business days before a show. Ten business days is tomorrow. Tickets are printed and seat locations are announced just prior to shipment. Which means like, today. Hopefully not tomorrow.
SO COME ON, ALREADY WAREHOUSE.
Tell me where my damn seats are.
I discovered an instant ticketing secret this morning that made me angry when I checked my order. Someone at WH had allocations in the 700s and mine are in the 900s. That means I have like the WORST INSTANT TICKETING TICKETS. I do hold out hope though because you can still instant ticket our show, which means seats are still available.
OMG.
So much ramble.
When life hands you lemons..
You make really pointless blog posts.
This is going to be long and boring and full of nothing. It is mostly going to benefit any DMB fans who read this blog.
Setlists from the shows I’ve attended. And openers. And dates. And locations. Or something. All information from DMB Almanac.
July 30, 2003 (Wednesday)
Sleep Train Amphitheatre
Marysville, CA
Opener: The Roots
Total song time: 2 hours, 5 minutes
Best of What’s Around (5:47)
Warehouse (9:05)
Rhyme and Reason (5:40)
Spoon (6:14) [Second time played that tour (1st time the night before) since 1999]
Pig (6:51)
[You’d be correct to assume that right about now, The BFF and I were losing our minds. Spoon & Pig, back to back, at our first show? HOLY SHIT.]
Kit Kat Jam (5:21) [With lyrics]
Sleep to Dream Her (4:50)–>
What Would You Say (4:56)
Improv Jam (1:33)
Jimi Thing (13:40)
Crash Into Me (5:55)–>
Minarets (7:42)
Grace is Gone (8:25)
The Dreaming Tree (9:07)
So Much to Say (4:14)–>
Anyone Seen the Bridge (1:25)–>
Pantala Naga Pampa (:38)–>
Rapunzel (6:55)
——————–
Digging a Ditch (5:01)
Stefan solo (2:21)–>
All Along the Watchtower (9:28)
August 31, 2004 (Tuesday)
Sleep Train Amphitheatre
Marysville, CA
Opener: Jason Mraz [HAWT]
House music: Beastie Boys, Bob Marley
Total song time: 2 hours, 7 minutes
One Sweet World (6:26)
#41 (9:17)
The Song That Janes Likes (4:10)
When the World Ends (3:39)
Sugar Will (14:06)
Hello Again (7:44)
The Stone (8:12)
Lover Lay Down (7:12)
So Much to Say (4:14)–>
Anyone Seen the Bridge (1:24)–>
Too Much (5:16)
Crazy Easy (5:20)
Grey Street (4:28)
Help Myself (4:44)
Loving Wings (7:26)
Where Are You Going (3:48)
Joyride (4:08)
Everyday (8:11)
———————-
Warehouse (9:57)–>
Ants Marching (7:33)
September 12, 2004 (Sunday)
Polo Field (Golden Gate Park)
San Francisco, CA
Opening act: DJ Z-Trip
Total song time: 2 hours, 40 minutes
One Sweet World (6:34)
What would You Say (5:12)
So Much to Say (4:14)–>
Anyone Seen the Bridge (1:23)–>
Pantala Naga Pampa (:40)–>
Rapunzel (6:28)
Joyride (4:03)
#41 (8:36)
Best of What’s Around (5:26)
Lie in Our Graves (13:21)
The Stone (9:06)
Drive In, Drive Out (5:50)
Loving Wings (6:54)–> [“Over the Rainbow” interpolation by Roi]
Where Are You Going (3:49)
Hello Again (7:10)
Jimi Thing (16:20)
Warehouse (9:43) [With Carlos Santana]
Sugar Will (13:13) [With Carlos Santana]
All Along the Watchtower (12:00) [With Carlos Santana]
Stay (Wasting Time) (6:29)
———————
Everyday (8:05)
Too Much (5:54)
June 29, 2005 (Wednesday)
Alltel Pavilion at Walnut Creek
Raleigh, NC
Opening act: Drive-By Truckers
House music: Sublime
Total song time: 2 hours, 13 minutes
Don’t Drink the Water (10:05)
American Baby (4:15)
Everyday (9:07)
Hello Again (7:36)
#41 (13:18)
Hunger for the Great Light (3:34)
Dreamgirl (8:39)
Louisiana Bayou (7:55)
Typical Situation (13:19)
Steady as We Go (4:04)
Say Goodbye (8:10)
Smooth Rider (6:20)
Crash Into Me (5:48)
Joyride [tease] (:50)
Stand Up (For It) (4:20)
Stefan solo (1:40)–>
All Along the Watchtower (8:14)
————————-
#34 [tease] (1:25)–> [We freaked. They ended up playing it for the first time in many years a few nights later. I think on one of the copies of the show, you can hear us (and everyone else, haha) screaming PLAY IT!!!]
You Might Die Trying (7:18)
Ants Marching (7:25)
August 16, 2005 (Tuesday)
Sleep Train Amphitheatre
Marysville, CA
Opening act: Slightly Stoopid
House music: Sublime
Total song time: 1 hour, 52 minutes [We got screwed]
Warehouse bumped us to 10th row center for this show during Slightly Stoopid’s set!
American Baby (4:29)
Granny (4:39)
Dreamgirl (10:15)
What Would You Say (6:00)
Rhyme and Reason (5:50)
Louisiana Bayou (8:19)
Crash Into Me (5:44)
Lie in Our Graves (15:04)
Smooth Rider (7:15)
Too Much (5:19)
Hunger for the Great Light (3:33)
Warehouse (11:00)
Steady as We Go (4:41)
Pantala Naga Pampa (:39)–>
Rapunzel (7:05)
———————–
Old Dirt Hill (Bring That Beat Back) (6:56)
Tripping Billies (5:40)
September 8, 2007 (Saturday)
The Green Concert
Piedmont Park – Meadow
Atlanta, GA
Opening act: The Allman Brothers Band
Total song time: 2 hours, 21 minutes
This show was epic. We were probably the equivalent of 6-8 rows from the stage.
One Sweet World (7:30)
Happy Birthday to You (:20)–> [Roi!]
Two Step (12:09) [Our reaction: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
Cornbread (4:52)
Don’t Drink the Water (10:30)
You Might Die Trying (6:11)
Grey Street (4:42)
#27 (5:01)
What Would You Say (6:52) [With “Mom, it’s Roi’s birthday”, Warren Haynes]
Melissa (5:19) [With Gregg Allman]
Louisiana Bayou (7:25)
The Dreaming Tree (15:16)
Eh Hee (4:18)
So Much to Say (4:16)–>
Anyone Seen the B ridge (3:18)–> [Freeze intro…EFFING SICK]
Too Much (6:03)
#40 (1:05) [OMFG]
Warehouse (12:20)–>
Stay (Wasting Time) (6:33)
——————-
Stefan solo (2:04)–>
All Along the Watchtower (7:42)–> [I expected the show to end here. Actually, I expected it to end back at Too Much]
Ants Marching (7:31)
September 18, 2007 (Tuesday)
Alltell Pavilion at Walnut Creek
Raleigh, NC
Opening act: Robert Earl Keen
Total song time: 2 hours, 19 minutes
This show was also epic.
Louisiana Bayou (7:31)
Warehouse (11:03)
Cornbread (4:41)
#27 (5:04)
You Might Die Trying (7:09)
You Never Know (7:27) [First time since 9.11.05]
Everyday (8:35)
Stay (Wasting Time) (6:46)
A Dream So Real (4:41)
Typical Situation [partial] (8:30) [Starting with the 7/8 section]
Dreamgirl (5:06)
The Idea of You (4:18)
Jimi Thing (16:49) [“Jungle Boogie” & “For What It’s Worth] interpolations. Yes, it was as awesome as it sounds.]
Eh Hee (4:37)
The Stone (10:52)
So Much to Say (4:15)–>
Anyone Seen the Bridge (3:29)–> [Freeze intro]
Too Much (6:23)
————–
Grey Street (4:40)–>
Ants Marching (7:42)
About a boy
I slept fitfully (though soundly) last night. I was worried about The BFF, who was not sleeping (I suspect Nargles), and also I kept having Harry Potter dreams (I WONDER WHY. BTW, I KIND OF HAVE A THING FOR TOM FELTON NOW WTF.). AND I kept dreaming about a boy. THE Boy. The one who makes me tingle all the way down to the tips of my tootsies. The only bad thing is that I don’t quite remember any of the dreams. Again, I suspect Nargles.
OH! I did dream that our seat locations were up at Warehouse BUT I COULDN’T GET THE PAGE TO LOAD. Even in my dreams, the internets cockblocks me.
I feel pretty lousy today, thanks to this female affliction I be having, which started at 3am. THREE IN THE MORNING. WHAT. I don’t get it either. Apparently my body just hates me a lot. I have to clean the kitchen today and I’m determined to get all those clothes in my room bagged up for disposal at the local thrift store.
Last night was the first night of the DMB tour! It was in Burgettstown, which is basically Pittsburgh, and they’re back again tonight, so I’m really hoping their presence is a good luck charm for the Pens! What a crazy place to be tonight. A DMB show and a Stanley Cup game. I think my head would explode. Last night’s setlist was a little strange, with very few old songs, and I’m sorry, but I would’ve been hella disappointed if that had been my encore. I am in the minority of people who is not dying of happiness that Tim Reynolds is touring with them this summer. I mean, I think he’s an excellent musician who brings a lot to the stage and it’ll be cool to see someone so legendary, but if they’re going to have weird ass closers this summer just because they can, I’m going to punch myself in the face. That said, #27 and Cornbread survived from last summer, which is awesome because the three (right?) new songs played summer (those two plus Eh Hee) are freaking amazing. I don’t understand people who don’t like #27, not even a little. I think it does a good job of embodying that disgust you feel for yourself when you are crazy in love with someone. I think it’s probably one of the sexiest and most romantic songs I’ve ever heard. And don’t even get me started on Cornbread. Hillary knows what I’m talking about.
Okay, now that I’ve rambled like a lot about DMB, I’m going to check up on the seat locations and maybe think about cleaning the kitchen. After I see what’s on television.
GO PENS!!!!!!
Clearly he should come over to our house
From Jason’s iLike page.
Me: God, I hate that it’s so small.
The BFF: I know. God, he’s so beautiful.
Me: Yeah. Goddamn.
The BFF: He could be in the Rat Pack.
We exchange a dreamy look.
Me: He wouldn’t even need anyone else. He could be the Rat Pack all by himself. HE’S THAT HOT.
This was, of course, after the conversation about how we’ve only ever paid attention to one DMB opener ever, and that was because it was Jason Mraz. And how we had to restrain ourselves to keep from running down to the stage and licking him. Because he is hot.
HOT.
Very.
An update
I really haven’t had much to say lately, as evidenced by yesterday’s ridiculous post. Here are some of the things happening in my world:
1. DMB announced yesterday that Butch Taylor quit the band.
Butch is one of several “unofficial” members of DMB (Rashawn Ross and Tim Reynolds being two others) and has toured with them consistently for years, and was recording the new album with them up until at least April. Summer tour starts on Friday and this decision is immediate, so no Butch at shows. Unfortunately, a lot of people are being big assholes about it. I am very saddened by this news because I jock Butch Taylor a lot and will miss him greatly this summer at our show. While I’m pretty excited to see Tim Reynolds play with the guys, I am much less excited now that Butch will be absent. I wish him the best and hope that everything is all right with him and his family.
2. The zipper on the skirt I’m wearing right now doesn’t stay up.
I discovered this in the bathroom earlier. I compulsively check my fly, even when I’m wearing clothes without a zipper, and this morning I realized that OH SHIT, my zipper was down. This is the first time I’ve worn this skirt. It is very comfortable and stretchy, but it’s a very good thing I’m wearing a long top today.
3. I have two versions of the Soviet/Russian national anthem on my iPod.
One is from 1977 (Soviet) and the other from 2000 (Russian). Why do I have them? It’s the lead-in music for The Decemberists at their shows. Not surprising, as they take their name, in part, from the Decembrist revolt in Imperial Russia. The house lights go down, the place is more or less dark, and then the Russian National Anthem comes blaring from the PA system — the whole thing is a little over three minutes long, so it builds this fever of anticipation. Everyone starts going a little nuts.
4. Butch Taylor QUIT.
WTF.
5. I haven’t packed one single box for the move.
Well. Okay. It’s because I’m lazy.
Pretty baby
This between bizarre alarm happenings (somehow between setting my clock radio last night and it going off this morning, it completely switched stations), I had a crazy dream! About Dave Matthews. Well, Dave Matthews Band but I only saw Dave in the dream, so really it was only about him. Anycrap, we (me, The BFF, some other people [perhaps J & C?]) were at a DMB show in Sacramento. We had to get in line because we had Warehouse tickets; we were being let in early* or something, so we were standing in line. I got there after everyone for some reason and as I walked up, my friends were discussing something in shocked tones.
The BFF: Why would you DO that?
J?: He looked pissed.
C?: You have to be pretty stupid to make Dave that mad.
Me: WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
As it turned out, this woman just nonchalantly walked up to Dave’s motor home (not kidding!) and knocked on the door, expecting him to just come outside and chill with all the fans. Dave kind of flipped out and started yelling at her and she was escorted away by Mounties. IDK.
So we’re all standing around wondering why this woman would go disturb Dave, who was trying to spend time with Ashley and the kids in their shitty motor home before the show, when she starts walking toward it again! A few people notice and try to head her off at the pass, but she starts fighting with the Mounties and the next thing I know, they’re beating the crap out of her, right in front of us. Everyone around us is just laughing hysterically; The BFF and I are telling them to stop laughing because it isn’t funny and J? and C? are trying to diffuse the situation. Then I woke up.
Strange.
Friday Randomosity, brought to you by iChip:
1. Wonderwall/Disco (live) – Howie Day
2. Closer to the Heart – Rush
3. This Year’s Love – David Gray
4. Caveman – The Hereafter
5. In My Time of Dying – Led Zeppelin
6. Sleep – God Speed! You Black Emperor
7. I’ll Do Anything – Jason Mraz
8. Tell Me the Truth – Mollys Yes
9. Magic Window – Boards of Canada
10. Closing Time – Semisonic
*Kind of like in Atlanta last year when we were guaranteed to be let in an hour before anyone else and instead they let everyone in AT ONCE. Massive fail on the part of the venue.
TELL ME NOW
The only thing more aggravating than waiting for your DMB show to arrive is waiting to find your seat assignments from Warehouse. TELL ME WHERE I’M SITTING ALREADY. Our tickets won’t ship for at least three more weeks, which means that it could be ANY DAY NOW that we find out.
The suspense. Is not. Dazzling.
Sparkle Pants 