Green Day

So last night, I went to a Green Day concert in Salt Lake City. It was pretty fun. All who went was Joe, Katie, Dennis, Ashley, Ashley's sister, Pam, Matt, and I. We had a full van of people. So Joe, Katie and I got out of school during lunch, and went over to Joe's house till Ashley came and picked us up. At that point, we drove to Cedar City to get Matt and Dennis from SUU. Then we started our journey on to Salt Lake City. I rode in the middle of the back seat the entire way up. It was kind of uncomfortable on my neck, because I couldn't lean it back, the seat was too low to support my head. It wasn't that bad, just annoying. I had the chance to drink some more ...Lost on the trip. For those of you who don't know ...Lost is an energy I recently discovered. No nasty after taste, no first sip nastiness, either. Just good flavor, and lots of energy. After we got into the city, we went and picked up Pam from where she was staying. We then had a slightly over full van, but that's alright. We still had about an hour and a half to spare when we pulled into the parking lot, so we went to the mall that is next to the Delta Center. We ate food, we wandered around, played in the big fountain thingy. Lots of fun. The concert, now the concert was great. Jimmy Eat World opened for Green Day, and they sort of sucked. They had no stage presence. I could only understand the vocals to their last, and most popular song. They probably practice it more, because it was the only one that didn't sound under-rehearsed. There was a 15 minute intermission when my group went and got stuff, and I just went to the bathroom. They came back right in time to hear the opening song. Green Day has SO much more stage presence and charisma than Jimmy Eat World. They were funny, energetic, and powerful. Plus, they had some really cool pyrotechnics! Fire...I like fire... Hee hee hee... Anyways... The concert was great. It was loud, obnoxious and very fun. At one point a few people broke onto the floor, and ran past security. Security caught them in a matter of seconds, but Billy Joe (lead singer/front man) was screaming "Let them fucking go! They got past you! He probably popped acid before the show! Let him the fuck go!" Of course, security didn't, and the show went on. Sometime near the middle of the show, Billy Joe pretended to masturbate on stage. He had his hands down his pants and was making sex noises. It was rather funny. Then he yelled about getting naked and stood still for about a minute, just waiting. He got tired of sitting there, and went on. About 3/4 of the way through the show, they decide to make a band. They had some pre-selected Salt Lake City local blues musicians, and they took members of the audience to make a band. That's right, they found a drummer, a bassist, and a guitarist. The bassist was allowed to stage dive, and crowd surfed for a few songs. The guitarist was allowed to keep the guitar she played on. It was really cool. The only dissapointing part was that Cell Phones have nearly completely replaced the bic in a concert. There was a cell phone out about every 3 seats during the slow songs. I saw about 5 people with lighters, including Joe. I wish it was still standard to flick your bic, rather than turn on your cell phone. The concert was really fun. The ride home was interesting. I sat in the middle on the way back too. Joe and Katie fell asleep, and both leaned in to the middle, rather than to the outside. I was a human pillow for about 2 hours, and it was cold, and I had no blanket. I didn't move my legs at all for about 4 hours. I had a giant cup of water gripped in between my feet the entire way. So I got back to the house at about 3:40, and got to sleep around 4:00. Then I woke up at 6:00, and moved around a little, then I laid back down and didn't really fall asleep again. That was my trip. It was freaking awesome. I would do it again any time. Great fun we had. Mmmm...*drool*...Lost

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Jazz

New Orleans. It pains me to think about it. Death toll presumably in the thousands. Risk of epidemic. Hundreds of thousands homeless. That is all very very horrible. But this is not what is making me cry tonight. Jazz. The birthplace of jazz. The birthplace of the music of my soul is gone. Wiped out in a mere two days, what it has taken generations to build jazz. As I sit and listen to my regular jazz, I can't help but reaize that the history is gone. Every club, every basement theater, every concert hall, gone. It's been wiped out in the blink of an eye. I can't help but cry at the sound of the lonely saxaphone. There is something different tonight. The notes flow more, the music seeps into my soul. The music is my soul. It's gone. The birthplace of jazz has been taken by the wrath of the sea. My secret dream has been to study jazz in New Orleans after college. That dream will never be fulfilled, for even if they restore the city, New Orleans, will not be there. Physically, yes, but emotionally, spiritually, culturally, New Orleans is gone forever.