Current Musical Selection: Izzy Stradlin - Up Jumped The Devil

oooooooh god. such a long weekend. as i write this im somewhere near the 2/3s point of it. macurh is done. so much to say. so little to say. lots of memorable moments; prolly alot i shouldnt repeat... and really, in my mind this year had alot more memorable moments than last year did. this years delegation was into it, they tried their asses off on what they did [spirt, box, banner, etc] even though we didnt win anything; and above all they had fun i think. maybe not with the conference its self, but they had fun with each other and with all of us together; really something we didnt do last year at macurh; or at nacurh really. so to Kahldee [you should have done The Trade!], May [why did you even bother asking men which outfit to wear???], Abby [for sitting and giggling about damn near everything], Lisa ["oh yeah, i have Debbie Does Dallas"], Charles [im glad we could have such a 'diverse' environment], Jamie [such a PinWhore... but whats step 2?!?!?], Sean ["i get bite-y" and for offering to drink Failures cologne], Soper [for riding that pony, pazzzz], Failure [for failing, as usual]; thanks for a memorable weekend.

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late monday....

this is all one post, mainly because i left the window open and never sent it... so i find myself looking at all this nearly two days later, still forgetting how to finish what i want to say... and its not that i really had anything to say per say. if that makes any sense. GNR was last night. two words. fucking great. for as much as i may dislike having the old band done away with; this new group isnt half bad. Richard Fortus really was great. Hes one of the few in that new group i think Axl picked well. Fortus was fired up to play, hit every note, and just played the hell out of the songs. not to take away from any of the others... aside from Chris Pittmann, the new keyboard guy.... he was crap, did nothing, added nothing; but it was good. little things about the show bug me... piss poor sound quality [even for a concert], bad opening acts, horrendous prices at the souvenier stands [60 bucks for a long sleeved tshirt!!!!!], and some things about how the show was run... for the most part the setlist wasnt what id have picked, but i was happy with it... and so was the crowd. it was amazing to hear axl. it sounds creepy to say it. probably sounds worse for you all to read it. but really, it was. to hear the guy that wrote all this shit, that i listen to that, really got me through my life, and still gets me through it... to see him just pump pure emotion into what he was doing; doing this really just for the benefit of the fans that came. and i stress fans that came... the mark was one of the smaller venues on the tour [small enough it shouldnt have been included] and it still was lackluster sales, maybe 75% full... and axl still gave us the whole show. it was emotional. really i was into it. i could look over and see my brother screaming along with the words; and see the people next to us pumping fists along to the chords; it was nothing short of emotional. but more so for me. ive really attached myself to the music. all of those songs have some meaning to me. and as cultlike as it sounds, they all did matter to me when i heard it. hearing some of those old songs really made my thoughts wander. i heard the song, but i felt the meaning behind it. songs like Think About You... which i rarely listen to, just immediately made me think of someone; and just like the lyrics say...

" it was the best time i can remember || and the loving we shared, loving that will last forever || i think about you || everytime my heart says yes || i think about you || deep inside i love you best || i think about you || you know youre the one i want || i think about you, darlin' youre the only one "

and i found myself doing it. i found myself thinking about you. when a slower song hit like Patience, or Knockin On Heavens Door; i saw the people next to me, and just thought how i wish i could have had this moment to actually share with you. amazing the way music hits you sometimes. makes you think about and do things you might not ordinarly do; and then other times its just background noise. i didnt want to find myself thinking that way. but i didnt want to stop myself either. it was right. and its probably not about who youd think, for those of you trying to keep score at home. maybe its one of those things i do something about some day.

in few words tho, the concert was fucking great.

other random things, also for those of you taking score at home; the events surrounding last post, came pretty close as i expected. no interest. nothing there. i successfully walked into something, expecting more, and getting less; yet somehow escaping with a feeling of accomplishment about something. we had a very nice talk. and its tough to gauge it any thing more than that. i hadnt seen her in years, and havent talked with her [even by email] for atleast 6 months; but this is someone id see and talk to several times a day, everyday all through high school. funny how life does that. but, the point is this; nothing happened. and quite realistically nothing was going to happen. although i suppose i did get her phone number out of it, if that counts for anything... and we did stay up really, really late talking. and i think we hit on some pretty heavy subjects at pretty exhaustive length about our lives. i dont get to do that with many people anymore. not in that type of setting. someone was talking to me about it the other night [cant remember who, i had like 93 windows open] but it came down to a sense of knowing someone well enough to have a conversation of that type. generally i have to say, people will talk to me about anything; but the real test is whether i can talk to them about anything; and then if its more than just them listening to me. do they actually care about what i said? that was the difference here. i think it was pretty clear that she and i both cared about what the other had to say; so with that as grounds; i can say i dont usually have talks with people of that variety. in fact i can only think of a handfull of people who i can do that with, and even then, maybe 1 or 2 females [not including her] that i could do that with... and 1 of them doesnt even speak to me anymore. its a short list indeed. ill write more tomorrow...too tired now.

ain't it fun~
s.