love, baby
last week thursday i attended my 30th dave matthews band concert. being a fan of any band is kind of like being in a marriage. i, sara, take you, the dave matthews band...
for better:
before these crowded streets
for worse:
everyday
for richer:
not long ago, sarah and i took the opportunity to give away, rather than sell, an extra pair of tickets to someone within our close circle of friends. in order to be fair, we held a contest. it lasted 3 weeks and included one week of sucking up, another week of daily dmb trivia, and a final persuasive speech/presentation. even though the tickets cost us about $60 each, i think we still came out ahead in the end. it's all about sharing the love...
for poorer:
10 years: 30 concert tickets averaged at $50 a piece, $30 a year fan club membership, 5 t-shirts, 4 dvds, 20+ albums, gas money, hotel rooms, posters and other paraphanalia... you can do the math. i've stopped counting.
in sickness:
back in the day before you could purchase them on the internet, there would be a delay from when tickets would go on sale for a show in chicago and when they would release them at a ticket outlet in grand rapids. well, since dave shows are known to sell out in mere minutes, we knew that if we wanted tickets, we had to go to chicago to get them. it was my freshmen year of college. i went with my friend jessica. we left at midnight. we had no idea where we were going. we just drove into the city and stopped at the first exit with any signs of life. i remember taking a caffeine pill and washing it down with a mountain dew to stay awake. everything after that is something of a blur. at one point i remember having some kind of nervous breakdown in the car while jessica stopped in a white hen pantry for directions. i think we tried to sleep in the parking lot of a dominicks grocery store. and somehow ended up in line to buy the tickets the next morning at a marshall fields. after all that, we still got seats in the lawn. d*&# lottery.
in health:
i have so many good memories surrounding this band that i could probably start a blog dedicated to only them. there was the time sarah and i went to the band's hometown of charlottesville, va to pay homage and ended up meeting boyd the violinist on the street. there was our first two shows at alpine valley, an amphitheatre at an old ski resort in themiddleofnowhere, wisconson, which the band calls "their favorite place to play." there was the time when we were so excited to be let in to the parking lot at a show in indiana and be first in line at the gates that sarah managed to exit the car, push the lock, and close the door without realizing that she had left the keys in the ignition... with the engine running! there was the first time we took our dads to a show and taught them how to spread their wings during don't drink the water and what to chant when the band played granny. there was the time when we had a birthday party for dave in the BHT dorm lobby complete with a cake and a singalong. and there was the time we finally made the requisite pilgrimage to the most beautiful venue in which a concert could ever be played, the gorge. next year will mark our ten year anniversary. "... and i'm looking forward to much more."
'til death do us part.
for better:
before these crowded streets
for worse:
everyday
for richer:
not long ago, sarah and i took the opportunity to give away, rather than sell, an extra pair of tickets to someone within our close circle of friends. in order to be fair, we held a contest. it lasted 3 weeks and included one week of sucking up, another week of daily dmb trivia, and a final persuasive speech/presentation. even though the tickets cost us about $60 each, i think we still came out ahead in the end. it's all about sharing the love...
for poorer:
10 years: 30 concert tickets averaged at $50 a piece, $30 a year fan club membership, 5 t-shirts, 4 dvds, 20+ albums, gas money, hotel rooms, posters and other paraphanalia... you can do the math. i've stopped counting.
in sickness:
back in the day before you could purchase them on the internet, there would be a delay from when tickets would go on sale for a show in chicago and when they would release them at a ticket outlet in grand rapids. well, since dave shows are known to sell out in mere minutes, we knew that if we wanted tickets, we had to go to chicago to get them. it was my freshmen year of college. i went with my friend jessica. we left at midnight. we had no idea where we were going. we just drove into the city and stopped at the first exit with any signs of life. i remember taking a caffeine pill and washing it down with a mountain dew to stay awake. everything after that is something of a blur. at one point i remember having some kind of nervous breakdown in the car while jessica stopped in a white hen pantry for directions. i think we tried to sleep in the parking lot of a dominicks grocery store. and somehow ended up in line to buy the tickets the next morning at a marshall fields. after all that, we still got seats in the lawn. d*&# lottery.
in health:
i have so many good memories surrounding this band that i could probably start a blog dedicated to only them. there was the time sarah and i went to the band's hometown of charlottesville, va to pay homage and ended up meeting boyd the violinist on the street. there was our first two shows at alpine valley, an amphitheatre at an old ski resort in themiddleofnowhere, wisconson, which the band calls "their favorite place to play." there was the time when we were so excited to be let in to the parking lot at a show in indiana and be first in line at the gates that sarah managed to exit the car, push the lock, and close the door without realizing that she had left the keys in the ignition... with the engine running! there was the first time we took our dads to a show and taught them how to spread their wings during don't drink the water and what to chant when the band played granny. there was the time when we had a birthday party for dave in the BHT dorm lobby complete with a cake and a singalong. and there was the time we finally made the requisite pilgrimage to the most beautiful venue in which a concert could ever be played, the gorge. next year will mark our ten year anniversary. "... and i'm looking forward to much more."
'til death do us part.
posted by sara at 2:15 PM
1 Comments:
i have no problem with your "obsession" with anime... i may not understand it... but i don't think it's a detramental. you like it. it's part of your social life. you have justifiable reasons for appreciating it as an art form. it's not that different from me and dmb. i'll grant you that. your obsession with vin diesel on the other hand... don't get me started.
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