Good Winter

Ok, so Sasquatch. At this point still seems surreal. But since I've left, this artist hasn't left my mind, nor ipod.

This is what you missed, mira!



Bon Iver
I caught the beginning set of the yeah yeah yeahs, well, because it's motherfucking karen o- and she is a fucking performer.

But after a handful of songs, my posse and I head to the yehti stage to catch bon iver, which i've just learned that it's pronounced, baun I ver, basically stands for the french saying good winter, bon hiver. weird, but ok.
This is the one performance I was really looking forward to, but since he is playing ACL, I decided to skip the first part for karen o and their eyeball.

But as soon as I heard his voice, singing The Wolves (Act I and II) I shamelessly started running towards the stage, forgetting the crew I was leading. (sorry gentlemen)

endless goose-bumps contained my newly tanned body, mainly arms. And it had nothing to do with the cool breeze that comes through the gorge at night.

I had first envisioned seeing justin vernon on a lone stage, just him and some loop programs for his harmonies.

But instead, I graciously saw a full band and multiple drummers.

I can't really go into the set to vividly because getting it out of my head into words is seemingly impossible. But lets just say, with everyone taller than me, walking passed me constantly, my eyes were glued to the stage.
sometimes loudly singing along
sometimes under my breath
and sometimes with bits of tears streaming down my face in the beauty of the performance.

But I know I heard, the wolves, lump sum, for emma, blood bank,and skinny love for sure.


And I can tell you this, though.
During skinny love- when he goes off on his melodic tanget that goes like this;
"and i told you to be patient
and i told you to be fine,
and i told you to be best
and i told you to be kind..."



excuse the moving around but a) im short and b) i was a little drunk :)

my body wanted to implode from wanting to scream these words to everyone i knew.
and that's when i just simply burst into tears.

and some may take me as a cry baby
but others as in touch with my sensitive side.
kthx!!

either way, to be able to be touched by a singer/song/lyric/melody/moment, in front of THOUSANDS of people, can only be called magnificent.

its moments like those that i'm grateful for and why music has been such a huge part of my life.

I am currently working on soundtracking my life.
I suggest you do the same.
So that when your body leaves this physical realm, people will be able to remember your greatness from sounds that was your life.

and in truth, that is why i'm here.


xo
'legs