Friday, January 21, 2011

Girl Talk

Something unbelievable happened this week.  On a Monday.  Nothing good ever happens on a Monday... or so I thought.  Boy was I wrong.

I just went to a concert.  Nothing too out of the ordinary, but I knew that this one would be different.  Girl Talk has been a favorite of mine since the first time I ever heard it.  It is the first CD I play when there is nothing on the radio.  Greg Gillis is one of the most important men in my life.  Needless to say, I was a little excited for the show.  I expected a good time but I got so much more than that.



There I was.  Front row.  Right in the middle.  I got to experience the concert the way it was designed to be seen.  When the guys with the leaf blowers shot toilet paper into the air, they leaned over me to do so.  When they sprayed water into people's faces, I was the go-to girl.  When the camera wanted a close-up for the screen on stage, I was a perfect choice.

The songs were perfect.  Just like they always are.  For someone with a wide range of tastes, Girl Talk is the perfect mix of everything I love about music.  So when I was standing at that concert, with everything I love right in front of me, I was able to let loose and just be me.

It did not matter how what I looked like or how I acted.  It did not matter who I was or what I wanted to do with my life.  I did not have to worry about my life plans or lack thereof.  I was just me.  A complete stranger to the crowd, but just like everyone else.  We just danced.  Without worrying about appearances.  We just did what we wanted to do.  We felt the music and let go.

It was the best concert I have ever attended.


I believe that hearts are made of glitter that you scatter around.  The more glitter in an area or on a person means that it is covered in your love.  I think the same is true with confetti....

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