sunday night i went to see the counting crows who co-headlined with the goo goo dolls.

jason and i didn't purchase tickets initially b/c of my recent snobbery of going to large venues to see bands that are just so much better in intimate settings. however, after hearing an interview with adam duritz on the local rock station, i knew that this was not something i could miss.

plus, the amphitheatre is only a mile away from our house. how could i bear being so close without making contact?

so i packed up my blanket and headed for the lawn. got a pretty good seat in the front of the lawn and made friends with the three groups around me.

the dolls played first, so i was estatic that the crows would be closing the show. they opened with anna begins. it caught me off guard, and all the emotion of not having been to a decent rock show in the past 12 months caught up with me. i cried.

"Oh," She says, "you're changing."
"But we're always changing"
It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live with that
But, I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name if that's what you mean

My friend assures me "it's all or nothing"
But I am not really worried
I am not overly concerned
You try to tell yourself the things you try tell yourself to make yourself forget
To make yourself forget
I am not worried
"If it's love" she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the consequences"
Cause she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and...
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes her away

There are some songs that just get right at the heart of your being. Songs that define a period in your life, or continue to define your life. These songs become a part of you. You understand them and feel them and need them. Counting Crows are a lot like this for me. It's like they are a part of my past, and continue to be a part of the person I am becoming.

Am I being too sentimental?

It's just when I hear certain artists, there's a certain comfort that accompanies the music.

So Sunday night was great.. really great.

posted by Kelly @ 9:10:00 PM