what i’m listening to: august

1. Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) – Florence And The Machine

2. Dog Days Are Over – Florence And The Machine

3. All That I See – The Alternate Routes

4. Better – Regina Spektor

5. Your Hand In Mine – Explosions In The Sky

6. One Day – Matisyahu

7. Soldier – Ingrid Michaelson

8. Home – Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros

9. The Outsiders – Needtobreathe

10. The Show – Lenka

college, continued (sort of)

Since my last post on the subject, I’ve gotten a LOT of great feedback and have been formulating my thoughts into several more posts which I will get to, hopefully soon.

But in the meantime, a video digression. My brother is currently pursuing the not-college route by following his passion and considerable talent for music, with the goal of someday teaching students one-on-one.

He’s not in a band at the moment, but he will sometimes do a live show with other musician friends. This video is from a gig he did just a couple weeks ago – skip on ahead to 1:20 to hear his solo. I’m biased, of course, but I think he’s pretty awesome.

and another one (2:05)…

i love

- this song

- this short film

- having a night to myself after two VERY busy weeks

some days, “content to wait patiently” comes easy

Some days it does not.

takin’ it to the streets

(or: How I Got to See the Doobie Brothers in Concert for Free)

I had a pretty good day yesterday. I bought an adorable $50 dress for just $20, and I got a new 500GB external hard drive (I don’t know which purchase I’m more excited about). In the evening I went out with Dad on the motorcyle for dinner at Panera Bread, then we scooted over to downtown Portsmouth for coffee at Breaking New Grounds.

While still sipping our coffees, we strolled through Portsmouth, heading over to the Music Hall to pre-purchase tickets for the Saturday showing of Gomorrah. While we were standing outside the theater, and I was talking on the phone with Mom, this guy walks up and asks us if we want to see the show. We figured he was just hustling us, but he insisted and told us to come right in. He was holding the tickets for a couple friends and didn’t want to wait for them any longer.

I wouldn’t have considered myself a big fan of the Doobie Brothers; I knew who they were, though I couldn’t have named any of their songs. But the concert was absolutely AMAZING. The band was incredibly tight, and I was surprised that I already knew and loved most of their stuff. And yes, I sang along and clapped my hands. I didn’t dance, though – I left that to the two 70 year old women in front of me.

So there I was, in boots and a leather jacket, dreadlocks pulled back with a flower in my hair, rocking out to the Doobie Brothers. The crowd was so energetic and the band was so much fun. If you had told me this is where I’d be at 24 years old, I would never have believed you. I almost can’t believe it now.