Poems, photos, rants and raves that are all inevitably me in one form or another.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This is a much older Tom Petty and co. song. Different style. But lyrically I like it as well.
Well the talk on the street
Says you might go solo
A good friend of mine
Saw you leavin’ by your back door
I need to know, I need to know
If you think you’re gonna leave
Then you better say so
I need to know, I need to know
‘Cause I don’t know how long I can hold on
If you’re makin’ me wait, if you’re leadin’ me on
I need to know
Currently obsessed with two Tom Petty (& HB) songs. This is the first of the two, which I mostly like for the style.
I’ve been a busy little bird, so I haven’t been Tumblring much as of late. I’ve felt really shitty as of late, but instead of focusing on that (for once!) I’m going to talk about the best fucking moment of the last 6 months.
So preceding this moment, this experience, I had been exhausted, working a LOT and generally just being really unhappy. I’ve cried at work 3 times in the last week or two. But then I got to see Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers in concert last Thursday, and it was—beyond words.
I got off work, showered, and put on a kickass outfit—black dress, big earrings and badass boots. Look good, feel good! Boyfriend and I took the bus out to Broomfield, where the venue is, while casually sipping on a water bottle full of white wine (because we’re classy, duh). Watched an amazing opening set by Regina Spektor (I don’t know how she ended up opening for TP, and I don’t know that his older fans were as enthralled), who has as magnificent as a voice live, drank another glass of wine, and waiting for the magic to happen.
TP and co. exploded out on the stage with “Listen to Her Heart” and I leapt up and started singing along. I didn’t stop singing or dancing until the end of the encore, a few hours later.
After the concert, I couldn’t stop smiling. I’ve explained the experience to a few folks, but it was one hundred percent what I needed. It was an expulsion of energy—all the negative energy I had kept inside, had felt so strongly the past few weeks, months—was expended as I yelled out the lyrics and twirled in circles, as I watched sound explode from the stage and bounce around the venue. The remainder of the night and the following days, I felt at peace. A deep calm had come to me through the music, through experiencing the music. Sorry, my dirty hippie is showing, but it was absolutely a spiritual experience.
I will always believe music has the capacity to do amazing things.
