hubster and i took in My Morning Jacket this past sunday. it might have been their best show from them i’ve seen thus far. if they’re coming through your town, i highly suggest catching them this time ’round:
hubster and i took in My Morning Jacket this past sunday. it might have been their best show from them i’ve seen thus far. if they’re coming through your town, i highly suggest catching them this time ’round:
wow. we actually had a weekend at home. and now imma blog about it.
yez.
we took part in a moustache contest at a baby shower. sadly we did not win, but that’s ok because the victor totally deserved his prize.
my girl learned how to swing herself. it’s bittersweet b/c it’s further reinforces the fact that she’s rapidly turning into a big kid but i’m also pretty happy because it means i get to sit down on a freaking park bench for once and just wave while she uses up some of her own energy.
another important playground development was darla’s first experience with oreos. she would use her nimble little fingers to peel off the white filling and then give me the cookies. i think it’s the beginning to a beautiful new relationship.
and we finished the weekend with an extremely under attended jonny corndawg and the almond brothers. these fellas are some mighty fine human beings. i like them a lot.
people of forecastle, you need to know something: it’s pronounced “folksoul” not fore-castle. it’s tricky but you gotta get it corrected by next year.
it’s on the website, but no one reads that i guess.
anyway…here’s how the jam went down:
just another weekend that went by too quickly. forecastle really stole my heart. the setting was beautiful and things were FUNKY. in a good way. i’m using that as a good word in this scenario. just the right amount of quirky was applied to the whole entire place. my favorite set was deer tick. beach house sounded pretty good and my favorite new discovery of the weekend was JEFF the brotherhood.
but the whole dang festival really that would have meant nothing without our friends. these reunion weekends serve as reminders that we’ve met some pretty amazing people along the way. no matter if we see them everyday, once a season or once a year our friends leave me humbled.
i’m lucky to share such good times with you, friends. i love you all dearly. even down to the littlest one of ya!
speaking of the little ones, i’ve gotta give props to them too. they did pretty ok. i hope darla will appreciate this music festival weekends when she’s older and not resent us for schlepping her to all these different destinations. she’ll probably rebel in some weird and strange way when she’s older. and that’ll be ok. until then we’re going to fest it up.
this is a picture, albeit a not very clear one, of darla last year at pitchfork. she was running wild during tv on the radio getting as messy as could be with a yellow bandana tied around her cape-style.
i don’t know if it gets any better than that. i really don’t. it’s one of my favorite memories of her life thus far. i’m happy we’ve been able to provide her with such carefree moments.
we’re heading to forecastle this year instead of pitchfork. it’s a foray into new territory. i’m a little apprehensive that it won’t be able to compare with our previous experiences.
there’s only one way to find out!
we’ll miss chicago this year, maybe next year we’ll return. but we’ll be surrounded by our friends and good tunes in louisville so i’m sure the weekend will be tops.
at the very least it will be fun taking in a new festival. Pics and updates will be shared along the way. With that, I bid you adieu.
Louisville or bust.
yeasayer is my favorite band. i love them. i have been waiting in anticipation for their third album for a long time.
i took the sequins vintage skirt i found on saturday as a sign from the universe that sunday’s concert was going to be AMAZING.
my sequins skirt tells no lies – except maybe the fact that it says it’s a size 4. i am not a size 4 – yeasayer sounded great. i’m excited to hear the new material in album form. it was slower than i had expected, a bit more trancier and synthier, but i liked it.
b/c it was still grooveable, shakeable and moveable. that’s pretty much all i care about in life.
i have a confession, in my search for the highly coveted parking spots, i almost ran over anand. and then when i was entering the venue i was pushing on the door while he was pulling and the door swung open pretty fast, almost taking him out. i am devastated that this man probably now thinks his biggest fan is trying to assassinate him ninja style. (my tactics were quite ninja-like, agreed? yes?)
so if my boys are reading this – thanks for a great show last sunday night. anand, i am NOT trying to kill you. i love you too much and i have too many future ticket investments for your shows to do a thing like that.
sorry.
ps. this was my first show at 20th century theater in cincinnati. i’d go back there anytime.
anyday.
hope you all had a great father’s day. darla came back from her weekend at the grandparents so that made it a pretty fun day.
we started the day with a pancake breakfast and then met up with my parents for lunch and ice cream. it was nice to be around two pretty great fathers. darla is one lucky girl.
in other weekend happenings, we saw lindsey buckingham at the southern theater on saturday night and tried out the jury room for the first time.
hope you had a good weekend!
we spent the eve in cleveland town for destroyer. i’d like to spend some more time in that city. we had good eats, good drinks, good tunes and great times. we’re very lucky to have some very lovely friends who show us phenomenal places to sup.
we dined at momocho and then took in destroyer at beechland ballroom. i will return to both. hopefully soon.
1. signage 2. my new luchador profession 3. mmmmm momocho 4. pretty venue viewage
and now we’ve been having a few (somewhat) relaxing days getting adjusted back to real life. mike is taking classes in florida for the week so darla and i have spent the majority of our time by the pool.
or on the bike.
or biking to the pool.
you get the picture.
darla was very excited about her floaties. she put them on and immediately exclaimed “everybody wearing floaties is cool!” complete with thumbs-up arm motion. she was equally excited that the pool has spongebob popsicles. she adopted some spongebob-like facial expressions while eating:
timing is everything in photography, i guess. i’m going to be in trouble for that one someday.
upon returning from the pool darla received some mail from grandma and grandpa wright
i got to jig in some flannel last night to Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.
the flannel would have been a great idea except LC moved the show indoors. so then flannel became a sweaty idea. but i didn’t care. Carly and i grooved and shook our hair anyway.
after the show “Mr. Sharpe” was outside getting mobbed. I tried to get him to bless my bike but as previously mentioned, he was in a mob.
also, that giant balloon lamp WAS NOT filled with candy or glitter.
sigh.
Darla saw Michael McDonald last night. Her life is now complete at the ripe age of 3.5!
So, columbus loves them some Michael McDonald, or at least some free Michael McDonald. Darla just loved the free food and carousel rides – free to her. We still had to pay for it.
We also invented groove ball at the show. It simply involves tossing the ball back and forth but each player has to do a groove before they throw. If you forget to groove You. Are. Out.