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Where were you last night?

Sat, 26 May 2007 07:01:01 GMT

I was in Chicago at one of the most amazing concerts I've ever attended.

Taken from thescenestar.com:

BRMC perform in alley after breaking Chicago curfew

The boys of BRMC are 100% rock and roll. Want proof? Tonight’s show in Chicago was cut short due to city curfews on all-ages shows, and the band was forced to stop playing at 10pm on the dot. Before the last song, Peter apologized to the shocked crowd, saying, "They’re making us stop, but we’re going to go play out in the alley until the cops come." So with that, the band ended with "All You Do Is Talk" and left the stage.

We all made a mad dash for the door, when lo and behold, Peter and Robert came out of the side door and started playing the corner near the alley as they had promised. A huge crowd quickly gathered; people erupted into sing-a-longs to "Love Burns" and "Complicated Situation." As the boys played on, security once again broke up the party and insisted it was time to go. But the crowd wouldn’t let them stop, and it was clear both Robert and Peter wanted to play.

For a band used to playing 20+ song sets, this was an early night and they weren’t ready to call it quits. So as security walked in one direction, the guys walked in the opposite direction straight down Sheffield Avenue. The crowd followed as the guys played like wandering minstrels with a traveling audience. We settled around them once again as they began to play near a tree, and several brave souls climbed the tree for a better view. As they played, sirens started to drown out the acoustic guitars, and cops surrounded the area and started to break up the crowd. At this, Robert and Peter said, "Drive safe" and headed back toward the venue.

As Robert walked back, he saw his grandmother and stopped to hug her only a few feet from where I was standing. People began cheering and thanking him for the band’s genuine love of their fans and the art of true rock and roll. The grin on his face was enough to see that he was about to break into one final song, once again, on the street in front of the venue. And this time, I had a front row view. Robert played "Sympathetic Noose" to an elated crowd just as the rain started coming down, and even he couldn’t hide what a great moment in time this really was for everyone: for him, for his grandmother, and for all of us.

Just as he finished, security once again beckoned, so he thanked the crowd and whisked his grandmother inside the venue.

In truth, I’ve seen BRMC play many times, and they’re always absolutely amazing within the confines of a venue with good lights, good sound and a safe distance between them and the audience. But this experience proves everything you’ve ever thought about the band. They truly live rock and roll. It could be quite easily construed as cliche. But in the case of Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, it’s completely genuine, and every person there tonight felt it.

As if the show itself wasn't amazing enough, I can't even begin to describe how fucking awesome it was to get to see them play outside on the street. There were a couple songs I was disappointed they didn't play during the show.....Sympathetic Noose was one of them. You can imagine how bad I freaked out when Robert started playing it right in front of me.

I was pretty much speechless the entire way home. There are more videos (and pics) HERE if you're interested.

The Cobbs were the opening act and they kicked some serious fucking ass. I definitely recommend checking them out. If you go to their site (or their myspace page) you can listen to some of the tracks from their cd. They were at the merch table after the show and when they saw me buying their cd, the guitarist tapped my arm and was like "thank you so much!" and got all excited when I asked them to sign it for me. They all introduced themselves and asked my name...they were so cute. The drummer wrote: "Candice: Thanks for buying the best record EVER!!"
Seriously, man......how fucking cute is that???? They were awesome. And they were the perfect opener for BRMC. They were so good, I gladly would have paid the $30 to see them alone. I hope I get a chance to see them again sometime.

I'm falling behind on my posting lately. I still have to share my Kings of Leon story from last week
Maybe I'll do that tomorrow.

Anyway, next up: Ultra Sonic Edukators tomorrow at Schubas!!!!!

Catching up

Fri, 18 May 2007 19:08:14 GMT

Imagine this if you will.........Jack White calls me up and asks me to go on tour with the White Stripes as their official tambourine player. The Redwalls are the opening act and Logan comes onstage to do a song with them and I'm dancing around, slapping a tambourine on my ass while surrounded by rock star bulges. Then Aaron from Ghostland Observatory shows up out of nowhere and starts dancing. (oh shit, I never posted about the ghostland show...remind me to do that. It was amazing. Click here for videos and you'll see the dancing I'm talking about ).
Then after the tour, Jack gives me a pug and a chihuahua (both wearing argyle sweaters) as payment for my badass tambourine services (and various other shaky devices).

That's pretty much how happy I've been for the past 2 weeks. Okay, maybe a little happier than that.
I'm sorry this post comes almost a week late, but this is what happens when Bob leaves:

Seriously, that's what happened. Bob left and all hell broke loose. We had no electricity for 2 days. A lot of areas STILL don't have power. It was pretty insane. Thanks, Bob.

So yeah, as if the lack of Bob wasn't bad enough, the next two days we were without power. I decided to go hang out at Jeremy's place since he actually had electricity, and I ended up locking my keys in my car (for the first time in my life!)
Needless to say, this week started off bad and has continued to suck ass since. So yeah, that's why I'm late making a post. I did put 2 new photo albums up though, in case you haven't seen them.

The other is from the Amon Tobin show we went to 5/5. FUCKIN' CINCOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
(some drunk guy was yelling that on the street that day )

In case I didn't fill you in (I think everyone knows by now), Bob came to visit meeeeeeeeeeee
He got here 4/28 and was supposed to leave 5/6, but I talked him into staying another week (I have my ways )
I feel redundant talking about his visit since he already posted about it on his site, but I'm not even sure if you guys have read it since no one has posted any comments over at his place.

I guess I'll start at the beginning....

I dragged my sister to the airport with me to pick him up because I was freaking out just a little. We sat in the international terminal for about an hour before realizing we were in the wrong place 2 minutes before his plane was supposed to arrive. So we hauled ass to the train to get to the right terminal (which was kinda good because it didn't give me time to freak out any worse than I already was), made it there in time to find out he had already landed and proceeded to the baggage claim. I look up and see him standing there, freeze in my tracks for a second, like no way this is actually happening, and before I know it, we're hugging and my face is buried in his chest. I can't stop laughing. Not only do I feel like a dipshit for sitting in the wrong terminal for the last hour, but I'm totally freaking out and laughing at myself for that as well So naturally, I keep hiding my face :P
I really can't explain how it felt. It was insane.
He grabs his stuff and we head for the train to get back to the car (which of course was still parked at the wrong terminal). We held hands all the way (he has the softest hands EVER, btw ) and kissed a few times, which was just......surreal. My head kinda felt like it was spinning. We got to the car and headed home. We had tickets to go to a concert that night, but ended up not going. I was so happy just to be with him finally that I couldn't have given a fuck less about a concert. My mom stopped by unannounced, so we visited with her for awhile. Then we went out for food, came back and went to bed fairly early.
I can't even describe how fucking good it felt to fall asleep together. Waking up next to him was equally amazing. It definitely didn't seem real the first couple days. The two weeks seemed to last forever and fly by at the same time. It was weird.
Here's some other stuff we did together (not necessarily in order):

* Had pancakes at IHOP, which was on the top of my list of things to do since I always want pancakes and no one ever wants to go with me.

* Went to see Grindhouse. Quentin's movie was better, even though I was being tortured through pretty much the whole thing.

* Had dinner with Craig and Craig at Cici's Pizza, then sat and talked at Dunkin' Donuts for awhile afterwards.

* Hung out with Jeremy, ate at IHOP again, played Guitar Hero, tried unsuccessfully to download a gay porn which turned out to not even be gay when it finally finished downloading over a week later.

* Hung out with Jeremy again, watched Another Gay Movie, watched Heroes (well, they watched Heroes, I played on the computer and burned some music for Jeremy). Watched Freddy Mercury documentary and marveled at his teeth. Though I'm pretty sure we didn't do all of the above the same night.....did we hang out 2 or 3 times, Jeremy? I don't even remember. My memory is shit, man.

* Got in trouble with my neighbors......maybe Bob will explain if you ask him (hahahaha)

* Went to the Museum of Science and Industry, saw Hurricane on the Bayou at the Omnimax theater there, left earlier than we wanted to since the museum closed early that day

* Wandered around Wrigleyville, checked out the Alley and some of the other cool shops in the area, grabbed lunch at the Salt & Pepper diner, laughed at drunk Cubs fans celebrating Cinco De Mayo, walked around aimlessly trying to kill time until the show since all the shops closed early. Killed some more time looking at photography books in Borders.

* Went to see Amon Tobin at the Metro. Stood outside, freezing out asses off for an hour longer than we should have.
The show was awesome

* Walked to Clarke's diner after the show and had a *very* late dinner. Finally made it home as the sun was coming up around 6am.

* Watched a couple episodes of Carnivale and all of season 1 of Curb Your Enthusiasm. Some of which we watched at my store while I was supposed to be working

* Saw Spiderman 3 at the drive-in.

* Got a Wii and played a lot of tennis. I watched more than I played since I sucked pretty bad. Lisa and Bob bonded as they worked their way up to Venus/Serena status while I continued to suck.
I've gotten quite a bit better though and should be able to give the dream team some competition when Bob gets back

* Went to see The Ex with Lisa and Jared.

* Made cupcakes & watched High Fidelity.

* Had dinner at Schoop's with Lisa, Jared and my mom. That made our 3rd trip to Schoop's in 2 weeks. Mmmm....grilled cheese & vanilla coke

* Went to IHOP one last time. I think I had enough pancakes to hold me over until he gets back :P

Everything was so perfect. I don't remember ever feeling so relaxed....not just with someone, but EVER. I didn't worry about anything. I didn't get pissed off. Stupid people didn't annoy me. Well, they did, but it didn't affect my mood in the least. I'd almost say I wasn't myself, but I think what our time together made me realize is that person I've been for so long actually *isn't* myself. I'm not actually the angry, irritable person everyone knows me as. Of course I have friends I can be myself around, but I still let things get to me. It wasn't like that with Bob. Angry Candice was nowhere to be found. It was nice. And yes, I realize it's not like we'll be together 24/7, but I honestly don't see how I could ever let anything bother me the way I'm used to if I know he's at home waiting for me.

Sorry If I'm getting all sappy, but everyone's asking how things went so I'm telling ya!

This whole thing honestly boggles my mind. It doesn't seem possible. It just doesn't happen like this......does it? I didn't think it was possible to feel like this. I have no doubts, no worries, no reservations. And for the first time ever, I know that the feelings are mutual. It's not the 80/20 I'm used to. I'm not just killing time anymore.......this is for real.
I don't know how the hell I got this lucky, but I'm not gonna ask questions.

I miss him so bad it hurts July can't get here soon enough.

EDIT: I don't even know who all reads my page anymore, but I thought I'd let everyone know that you don't have to have a xanga account to comment on my posts anymore. So yeah, you should like, comment and stuff :P

Friday, April 27, 2007

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 04:12:37 GMT

I think I'm sorta freaking out right now you guys.

Finally!!!

Wed, 18 Apr 2007 01:20:30 GMT

You won't have to have a Xanga account to leave comments anymore! Awesome!!!
Now *anyone* can choose not to leave me a comment even though they have the option.

I should be ashamed of myself

Mon, 16 Apr 2007 16:21:48 GMT

Not so much for liking the new Maroon 5 song (I kinda liked them until they started overplaying "This Love"), but more so for drooling over Adam Levine whenever I see the video

I know you're with me on this, Jeremy......and since we discussed it the other night, I've seen the video a couple more times and it's gotten worse.
I never found him even remotely attractive before! What happened??? Was he always this cocky?? Is that even what it is? Is it the haircut? The suit? I don't know, man....but damn.
And the song is all disco-riffic!!!
The perfect recipe for a guilty pleasure.

On a side note, I'm gonna try and post my vids from The Redwalls show today too. Not only was it an awesome show, but a bulge like that deserves recognition Hahahaha

Damn Straight.

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 08:22:05 GMT

Spontaneous Candice Combustion

Sun, 04 Mar 2007 23:57:54 GMT

"Here is a new short film clip of The Stripes working on a thoroughly rough and ghastly early version of a track from the new album entitled "I'm Slowly Turning Into You".
(The actual music has been replaced with mid eighties sampling keyboard technology to prevent what the industry analysts are now calling "song poaching")"

I'm so happy my face is numb......and I think I might be crying. *touches cheek* Yep, I'm definitely crying. I think I might have just had a brain hemmorhage. Oh god. I'm scared.
And I seriously can't even deal with Jack's little jam-out-head-nod thing he does around 00:17. IT HURRRRRRTS!!!!!!! And the skeleton imitating him in the background just throws me over the edge.
And the song is gonna be amazing and the album is gonna be amazing and my life is gonna be amazing and and and and and and..................AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! I can't even type right now. *runs around screaming*

So long, Castro

Tue, 06 Feb 2007 15:47:52 GMT

Okay, so Gina had to go and spoil it for us (not that I mind....not this early on anyway) and I guess my Cuban militant didn't make it to the top 24

So I just wanted to take a moment to reflect on what could have been.......

I'm so sad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, at least we still have chubbers, right?

Helloooooo out there

Mon, 29 Jan 2007 02:52:23 GMT

Wow, it's been pretty dead here in xangaland lately. I don't feel quite so bad since it's not just me, but damn.
I really don't have anything to say but feel the need to post SOMETHING...(we're not far enough into Idol for me to start ripping people to shreds )...so here's a survey thingy I got from Craig on myspace. I have no idea why it's divided into "layers" but whatever. If you can't post your answers in a response on here (because xanga sucks hairy assholes), post it on your page so we can all see each other's answers

LAYER ONE:
Spell your name with bands/artists:

Cold War Kids
And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
Denali
Incubus
Counting Crows
Eisley

LAYER TWO:
-- Birth date: 7/23/78
-- Sex: Female
-- Nickname: Dance Commander
-- Current Location: Portage, IN
-- Eye Color: brown
-- Hair Color: black
-- Righty or Lefty: Lefty (for writing only. Righty for everything else)

LAYER THREE:
-- The shoes you wore today: some boots I've had for ages but have never worn before
-- Your perfect pizza: I usually get cheese w/ tomatoes and black olives. Sometimes I get green peppers on it too but I always end up picking them off. I'm weird. Leave me alone.

LAYER FOUR:
-- Your best physical feature: eyes?
-- Your bedtime: whenever i can fall asleep....around 4am lately
-- Most missed memory: Life at my dad's with just him and my sister

LAYER FIVE:
-- Pepsi or Coke: coke (vanilla preferrably. Not pre-made vanilla coke either. The real kind, with vanilla syrup)
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Wendy's
-- Adidas or Nike: neither, thank you.
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: doesn't matter. They're both too sweet anyway.
-- Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla
-- Cappuccino or coffee: Gas station cappuccino

LAYER SIX:
-- Smoke: depends on what. No cigarettes though.
-- Curse: fuck yeah
-- Sing: when no one can hear me
-- Do you think you've been in love: Thought I had before, Know I am now.
-- Want to go to college: meh
-- Want to get married: Do I want to? Doesn't really matter. Would I? To the right person, yes.
-- Get motion sickness: not really
-- Think you're a health freak: not really
-- Get along with your parents: It comes in waves
-- Play an instrument: no :(

LAYER SEVEN:
In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: yes
-- Smoked: no
-- Done a drug: no
-- Gone to the mall: I work there so it's unavoidable :(
-- Kissed someone: I wish
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no
-- Eaten Sushi: god no
-- Been on stage: no
-- Gone skating: nope
-- Made homemade cookies: no
-- Stolen anything: no

LAYER EIGHT:
Have you ever...
-- Beat someone up: I've punched someone, but I wouldn't say that I beat them up
-- Been beaten up: yes
-- Stayed up all night: too many times

LAYER NINE:
-- Age you hope to be married: doesn't matter
-- Age you want to have kids: Hahahahaahahaha
-- #of Children: NONE

LAYER TEN
In the opposite sex:
-- Best eye color?: doesn't matter
-- Short hair or long hair?: doesn't matter
-- Romantic or Playful?: both

LAYER ELEVEN:
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: one
-- Number of cds you own: haven't counted
-- Number of tattoos: zero
-- Number of Piercings: one