Hi love just reading your blogs...brought me back, way back. I miss you, a lot I hope all is well sounds like it is. Hopefully one day ill get out there!! stay well my love. Xoxxo aly
Awwww glad you read it! I started it because of everyone being so far away from me… thought it would help everyone know more about what is going on with my life out here.. miss you too and please do come visit when you have a chance
LTJ -- When it all came down on that Saturday night should I choose a side...
I have not had the opportunity yet to share with everyone how the Less Than Jake show was the other night!
Wellp, it was amazing.
My mom is in town so she was my date, although we did not spend the night with each other exactly.
I was down in the pit — front row center — jumping around like I was 15-years-old all over again. My mother was safely tucked away in the balcony of the House Of Blues in Anaheim away from the crowd.
The show as amazing with plenty of older songs (Hello Rockview album for the most part — my fav) that I was happy to hear and sing along to. Look What Happened, All My Best Friends Are Metalheads, Hows My Driving, Great American Sharpshooter, Nervous In The Alley….
Chris and I made eye contact frequently during the show and I feel he was surprised to see a girl singing along, getting knocked in the head every five mins from crowed surfers and continued to stay planted in her dream spot. I was asked many times from all the boys around me if I wanted to be pulled out.
I left covered in sweat — my own and all of the people around me. When I finally met up with my mom after the show, she was shocked to see that THAT was what I had been doing all these years when I was going to see shows.
Anyway, Less Than Jake and I had not seen each other in about 10 years — it was a lovely reunion.
Nothing like live music.
Oh and I also spent that entire day at Disneyland before the show —
“I saw a commercial on late night TV. It said,”Forget everything you know about slipcovers.” So I did. And it was a load off my mind. Then the commercial tried to sell me slipcovers, and I didn’t know what the hell they were.” - Mitch Hedberg