November 23, 2009

Holy fuck guys am I ever exhausted, I almost crashed at lunch while studying and gave up when I couldn't get the energy to write anymore and sat there with my forehead on my desk for ten minutes of Quiet Time before resuming my regularly scheduled programming.

I was really considering taking a nap before class tonight but the last time I did that I slept through my alarm (whoops) and until 10pm by which time class was definitely over and I had definitely skipped by accident (also whoops).

So here I am blogging instead.

Okay seriously.

/bitchblog.

Saturday night Alyx came over and had a few drinks with me before zomg Matt Good at the Burton Cummings theater.
Her tipsy self couldn't dodge traffic quickly enough so I left her stranded on a median for half of a green light.
I'm a good friend.

Onto Matt Good etc.
I'll try to keep it brief and contain my elation (somewhat).
The people next to us weren't exactly impressed.
Mother Mother (who admittedly I have only heard a few times before and without realizing exactly who they were) completely blew me away. I was extremely impressed considering whoever opened for MG last year was sort of "meh" and Dala who opened for him on his Hospital Music tour
(WOW do I ever sound like an uber-fan right now)
were also sort of "feh", though I give them more leeway because it was an acoustic tour and they're sort of a wishy-washy acoustic girlie band anyway.
Moving on: Mother Mother did not disappoint, and I was quite charmed when at the end of their set the lead singer said something to the effect of
"well thanks for having us Winnipeg, in about 10-15 minutes we'll be in the lobby hopefully making some new friends... and by that I mean signing some cds"
Très cute.
Alyx and I took a quick vodka break in between acts and I have to say that while I still have a massive problem with people who get hammered and go to shows having a couple of drinks really made my experience that must more enjoyable; get yr buzz on I say!

Then this goodness happened and I basically shit my pants with excitement:
He opened with Avalanche and I wasn't expecting it and had to fumble for my phone to call Ty (as promised) so he could hear, and Alyx did the same for Komus because unfortch neither could go to this amazing show due to Vaski happening at Pure.
However distortions thwarted my efforts at niceness.
But I still get an A for effort.

We had seats in the 1st balcony which while being a significant step-up from the 3rd balcony in which I found myself last year at the same venue (that was rough times) resulted in all of the 200+ pictures taken looking sort of same-y.
unless you're me and every single similar photo is a wonderful memory.
Which they are, what a good time.