As Gchat would say: …and we’re back!
Thanks all for bearing with me while I took quite the refreshing blog-cation. It might happen a few more times over the next few months, but I’m still lurking ’round…not to worry!
The last few weeks were crazy!
I’ve started taking a conversational Spanish class, which made me realize that the crazy 5-year gap since I had my last formal class (and the 2-year gap since I’ve been able to practice) has done more damage than I thought! It was totally embarrassing when our maestra started asking me questions, and, while I could understand them completely, when I opened my mouth, I spit out a mixture of gibberish and Spanglish. Yikes!
In other news, when everyone in the Great State of Oregon was taking their spring breaks, I got to take my baby sister to the OK Go show at the Wonder Ballroom as part of her Christmas gift (I bought the tickets on presale, back in December).
They became famous a year or two back after winning a Grammy (methinks) for their backyard dance video to their song “A Million Ways.” Then they rocketed further when they did a dance routine on treadmills to “Here It Goes Again,” which garnered more than 45 MILLION views on YouTube.
Anyhoo, I’ve followed them since BEFORE they were famous, as proven by the photo of me and the lead singer, Damian Kulash at a 2005 show. The show was super-intimate, and the band was very accessible after the concert, signing stubs (where IS mine, anyway???), taking photos with fans, and chatting everyone up. They were adorable and sweet!
I was really hoping that the Wonder Ballroom show would be the same. Well, they definitely didn’t fail to entertain. For one, they performed “What To Do” entirely with handbells. Hilarious interludes, lots of confetti, you know the usual.
That said, the show was SOLD OUT. And was packed with preppy highschoolers. I was probably the oldest one there.
But I suppose that’s the crowd that the pop/rock genre tends to attract…unless you’re the Dandy Warhols, whose pop is loved mostly by hipsters and stoners. Damian had cut his hair, and was wearing a tight suit. And gone were the days where they’d hang out with the crowd afterward. Because, realistically, they would maul the band, probably.
Overall, it was a great show, but my best memory of them was definitely before they were famous.