Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide


So last night I went to the Nickel Creek/Howie Day concert. It was one of the best evenings I’ve had in a really long time. There’s not much better than spending an entire evening laughing and listening to amazing music. Great, Great, Great. I do have to say that I’ve realized I much prefer Nickel Creek in a smaller room setting as opposed to the theatre. I had great seats, but found that it was hard to pick up on their energy from so far away. They played great. No new songs, or at least no new songs to me. I guess if you only had their albums tons of it would seem new but anyway… It was a really good show and the first time most of the people with me had seen them. I enjoyed it, but when they finished I didn’t have that completely overwhelmed sort of feeling that I had when I saw them in Cleveland. I’m not sure what was different. The music was great. The crowd was quiet. My seats were good. But there was something missing. I guess there’s just something so intense when you’re packed in like sardines feeding off of a band’s energy as well as the energy of all the people that you’re surrounded by. This was the first time I’d really seen Howie Day live. I’ve had his CD for a while and wasn’t that impressed by it. I enjoyed it but I knew that I preferred him live from an acoustic version of Perfect Time of Day I’d come across. Anyway, I’d heard a bit of him at an outdoor concert thing I worked several months ago in the parking lot at a theatre we use for some of our shows as well. I only caught a bit of his set and that was more just some of the sound along with all the background noise. I definitely didn’t see him perform. Anyway, he blew me away. It was a solo show and I don’t think I’d ever want to see him with a band. He does so much with loops, you’d never know it was one person by listening. It was amazing. Honestly unlike any other solo guitarist I’d seen before. I loved it. So did the people that I was with. Even more so than Nickel Creek but I can’t hold that against them. :)

So with that fun out of the way now I just have NYC to look forward to. Glad I don’t have to wait very long…

On a completely unrelated note, well maybe not completely… last night was the first time I’d been down to Bloomington since Fall has essentially hit campus. I always find that to be the hardest time for me to visit. It’s almost more nostalgia than I can handle. This last night was worsened by the fact that I parked on my old street right across from some of our old campus houses and had to walk right past the house I lived in for 3 years. Such an overwhelming abundance of different feelings. I learned so much about myself during those years in 820. Some days when it’s nice and chilly outside like last night, I’d like nothing better than to climb out my window and sit on the roof with a blanket watching the campus as the temperature drops. I wonder if I knew then what that time would mean in my life if I could’ve possibly enjoyed it any more? I don’t know if that’s possible. All I do know is I miss Bloomington in the fall.