New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Sunday, July 04, 2004

Oh geez, so much to say.

Saw Fountains of Wayne in the parking lot of Giant's Stadium of all places on Friday.

I fled the city via subway and train (sweating my brains out) with throbbing headache.

When Gill picked me up I changed my shirt in the car. YES. Whipped it right over my head and slipped on "Stacy Who?" We got to the Meadowlands and the place was empty. The stage was near the entrance and a was part of the "beer" garden.

Still I had a headache but Gilly was hungry. I forced down some food and we were sitting under an umbrella (me clutching my mobile and a bottle of orange Gatorade - the only caffeine free beverage short of Mountain Goo-edit Goo is highly caffeinated OOPS)...when a wicked storm worthy of Dorothy whipped up and we were forced under the big tent. The kid who sold us the food asked me where I got my shirt and told me he liked it.

I need to set up a table at these things.

A band of Elvis impersonators were driven from the stage and all hell broke loose. During the craziness the roof of the tent on the other size of the stage almost blew off so all those folks ran between the rows of seats to cross the gap to get to our tent. At which point Gill and I were comfortably seated inside calmly observing the ruckus. I was wound as tight as well I don't know what. Which is what tends to happen to me before a show. Until the band starts playing and I am belly against the stage I can't relax.

I kept saying, "Look at that tusunami!" and Gilly kept saying "It's not a tusunami!" Whatever dude, tell it to the beer cart that just rolled away.

Then Chris strolls through the tent holding a Budweiser and a cell phone with a serene smile on his face. One must assume he was pondering the wonder of his gilded rock stardom and how nature truly is a mysterious thing. I almost asked him to have a seat, but my good sense prevents me from crossing that line. UNLIKE THE GUILTY PARTY...wink wink nudge nudge.

Fountains of Wayne needs to write about this stuff on their website. It would be way more interesting than mediocre stuff thats up there now.

So when the rain cleared we got seats right in front of the stage and I was watching these two Chinese adopted kids with their parents. Their dad was totally encouraging their fandom and the little boy had a white t-shirt with FOW written on it in blue Crayola marker and his sister was wiping off chairs with her skirt. How cute was that?

I called Loki to tell her of our drama and she was prepping to skip the light fandango in Northern NY. Then I called the Guilty Party and luck would have it he was riding on a bus home. I told him where I was (at that point Chris was wandering around on the phone behind us)...Guilty thought I was joking when I told him of the situation but I assured him I was not. We had a lovely conversation and then he told me...get this...one of our friends who quit his job to pursue his musical career is playing in Philly in a couple of weeks.

AHEM...dare I guess that he might be playing the Penn's Landing show that I have tickets for???? The very same Friday show featuring Fountains of Wayne? Well apparently he's playing guitar for a female artist and said artist is opening before Fountains of Wayne. Can we say destiny???

I totally have to hook up with our band friend prior to the show. "Hello, Mr. Collingswood...why yes my friend Cameron is on right before you! Why yes, the world is a small place..."

I have formally extended an invitation to Guilty to come to NJ, go to the show with me and stay at our house. My head is spinning. If Loki comes is shall be a rip roaring road trip.


Ahem...I didn't know who all the new guitar tech guys were and then we realized that it was a opening act. UGH. Get Away Car...Local boys from Clifton...all sorts of derivatives of Shannon Hoon, Scott Weiland and Ugly Kid Joe...all wrapped into one.

Oh, that was after we had to move because the first two rows of seats had to be taken out for "fire/security" reasons.

Two little girls sitting next to me had no idea what any members of Fountains of Wayne looked like so I kept pointing them out as they wandered within view.

I swore I spotted James Iha with a grey shag/mullet.

A second opener got slipped in...Robbers on High Street. And yes I was correct, it was James. He introduced them. Second time I've seen them open for Fountains. As Gilly said, they're the kind of guys who act serious and like they are 35 but in reality are like 23. They are a Scratchie band. They are kind of Ben Folds Five meets Jet. I had to show them some love because the crowd was kind of lame.

I got sick of sitting and stood smack dab in front of the stage against the barrier. Right in front of a security guy who said, "Oh, yes if this goes down someone's going with it." I think he was confused as to what kind of band was going to be playing.

Not as confused as the woman who had asked me earlier, "What's Fountains?" and I was like, "Pardon me?" and she said, "What's the Fountains supposed to be?" To which I replied, "A band." And she said, "Oh, it's not the hypnotist? Well then I won't stay."

Gill and I later regretted the fact that I didn't answer, "GG Allen, you know he cuts himself and covers his body in his own blood and feces?" We're pretty confident she wouldn't have called us on the fact that GG is dead.

Some very slutty little girls tried to stand in front of us while we were still sitting and the scariest little girl ever was near us as well. I really felt bad for that kid. Her eyes were too wide apart and she had scary spread out teath with severe braces. Gilly claims her head was still growing, but wow. It was like a really bad movie. She was frightening.

I ended up next to the sluttiest girl of all. This is not me being mean. This is me speaking about the girl who had way too much make-up and way too short a skirt and well had a plan. The kind of plan that you get grounded for having at that age.

Though she complimented me on my t-shirt.

Gill stayed in his seat. A lot of the kids around me were actually fans. The crowd of people standing was only really two rows deep. It must have looked pathetic from the stage, two rows of standing and a whole crowed of people sitting down.

Some snooty girl from Wayne was discussing what a huge fan she was. I have a feeling she was the kind of princess that gave Gill hives in high school. I thought she was a nice kid now that I don't have to dislike her for her perfect skin, nails and Fendi bag. Now that I am like an adult or something.

Band came on. Josh the guitar tech was missing. Adam and Chris totally saw me. There was no talking. They weren't very chatty. I am not being weird because you know I don't cross that line, but I think Chris was making eye contact with me for a huge part of the show. Perhaps a port in the storm, huh? It must have been a weird gig for them. The girls (the slutty ones) next to me were screaming "I want to have your babies!!!" And that irritated me because they were totally trying to bust on the band. I think at one point on of them might have flashed or made a lewd gesture to Chris because his eyes almost popped out of his head when he looked at them.

Good show. Very short thought our theory being that they hated the crowd and had no reason to linger...One encore (one song - with James playing tamborine)...I forgot to mention that he introduced them as well.

Hung around a bit after 'cause I wanted to tell them that Guilty didn't go to the WI show b/c he pinched a nerve in his neck. I am good like that. But they totally split.

Bought Gilly his first corn dog ever! And bumped into the lead singer of Robbers. I told him that I had seen them at the Roseland show and that I really enjoyed both performances. He looked surprised. Why do they always look surprised when I am so polite? It gives a girl a complex.

Any who...we went on a road trip on Saturday, got dangerously close to the city that Fountains were playing in that evening and well the day got weird and I'll give more details later. Let's just say, a room full of dead animals from Africa and some kind of food poisoning (the two events were unrelated).

Hence I was offline for a day or so. Going to Philly tomorrow to look at a battle ship. YAY!

I got some great pics of Adam, Chris and maybe one of James plus a fabu pic of a rainbow after the tusnami. (If it shows up on the file)

G'Night and happy revolution and all that.
posted by JustKeepMum on 11:45 PM