Brand New announced three Florida shows in October on Tuesday. Including one in St. Pete. I found out about these shows 15 minutes after the presale tickets went on sale. But the presale had already sold out. Not to fear, though, because I had nearly 48 hours notice of the general ticket on sale today at noon.
Then my dad came home at 11:40 and asked if I’d go pick up Five Guys if he ordered it online. I said sure because I figured there was no way he’d be ready to order it before noon (plus, I mean, it’s Five Guys). Less than five minutes later he asked what toppings I wanted on my little cheeseburger. And a minute later the order was submitted and the website said it would be ready at 11:53. I kinda started to panic but I had the Ticketmaster app on my phone and the last time we ordered Five Guys online it took longer than the website said it would to get the food.
Not this time, however. I got to the restaurant a few minutes late (the 25 MPH speed limit in my parents’ community is such a pain in the ass) and still managed to walk out with the food at 11:59. At this point I had two choices: hang out in the parking lot a few extra minutes or drive home and then attempt to buy tickets online by which time they probably would’ve sold out. (In fact, people on Facebook are claiming the St. Pete show sold out in one minute!)
So, yeah, I stayed in the parking lot. And since I was logged in to the app it took practically no time for me to buy my ticket. The hard part is refreshing the page at just the right time to claim a ticket. I don’t consider myself a particularly lucky person, but I have the fucking Midas touch when it comes to Ticketmaster; I’ve never failed to get tickets to a Brand New show that was sold through Ticketmaster. It’s not the best superpower ever, but I’m fond of it 🙂
Manchester Orchestra’s new single, “Top Notch,” came on the radio immediately after I started my car this morning. I decided it was a good omen for the day and I was right. You guys, I got tickets to see Brand New in Philly in July!!! The tickets sold out in three (3!) minutes according to Radio 104.5 (and they would know, since they’re presenting the show), but I fucking got some 🙂
I went to Clearwater Beach with my parents today. (Sometimes, unemployment has its benefits.)
We hung out in the water. We saw a lot of dolphins. We had lunch at the Palm Pavilion. (My parents have been obsessed with the Palm Pavilion since before we moved down here.)
And here’s the most astounding thing of all: I didn’t get sunburned! Granted, I actually put on sunscreen, but that never seems to work for me. I don’t remember the last time I spent any length of time in the sun without getting burned, so yay!
I woke up and this morning and said, “y’know what, I want to see Kevin Devine & the Goddamn Band, Bad Books, and Chris Carrabba today.” Most days I would’ve just laughed at myself for such a strange flight of fancy, but today was different; today was the second day of the inaugural Funshine Music Festival. (I’m assuming they want to make this an annual thing.)
I learned about the festival at least a month ago, but I couldn’t decide if I wanted to go or not. On the one hand, I’d never seen Kevin Devine (with or without the Goddamn Band), Bad Books, or Dashboard Confessional live and I’d always wanted to. On the other hand, that’s an absolutely terrible name for a music festival (or anything, really). Plus, it rained a lot this week and I didn’t want to stand outside in the rain for hours. But last night the lure of the three bands was pretty strong and I decided to make a gametime decision. So when I woke up today (it wasn’t actually morning anymore) and saw the sun was shining and then checked the forecast online and saw a 10% chance of precipitation for the day I decided to drive over to the fairgrounds.
I was worried that I’d miss part of Kevin’s set, but I didn’t; by some miracle I parked at the gate that was right next to the stage where he was playing. (In fact, it was the stage where all three of the acts I cared about were playing.) When Kevin Devine & the Goddamn Band opened their set with “Cotton Crush” I knew I’d made the right decision.
So today was a good day. I finally got to see three bands that I like live and all three were phenomenal. I was even right at the barricade for Bad Books and Twin Forks (Chris Carrabba’s new band). I was standing right in front of Andy Hull’s microphone during Bad Books’ set and I kept thinking that I’d never be able to get that close to him at a Manchester Orchestra show, so it was pretty awesome. Plus, Chris Carrabba was a saint for mostly playing Dashboard songs even though he was with his new band (so maybe it’s the people in Twin Forks who are saints).
The only bummer was that none of the bands were selling merch; I’d even brought cash specifically for t-shirts, but it was not to be. Well, I guess the chick who called me “ma’am” just before Bad Books came out was also a bummer, especially since I’d just purchased a beer without getting carded. Why must the universe remind me that I’m old?
But whatever. I saw good bands. I participated in giant singalongs. I spent hours outside without getting completely sunburned (because I put sunscreen on for the first time in forever). Today was a good day.
Except, I mean, for the fact that it’s April and I’m still in Florida and I haven’t done a damn thing to find a job. And I’m stressed out by everything (down to and including my 300+ unread emails).
But whatever. The Phillies won their first game of the year (not swept) and the world seems brighter as a result.
Plus, the MLB Twitter account tweeted this link, which of course I clicked. A picture of ‘N Sync in Phillies jerseys; how could I not click it? I even learned things after I got over the impressive display of 90s hair (wow) and read the post. I didn’t know the Clearwater Threshers were the Clearwater Phillies as recently as 11 years ago. (Yes kids, 2002 was 11 years ago. And that’s the year I graduated from college. Gonna go stick my head in my oven.)
The Phillies beat the Braves and I saw a picture of baby Justin Timberlake in a Phillies jersey. All in all, I’d call that a pretty good day.
So my big, big plans for the weekend were as follows: go to my parents’ house and go to a Phillies Spring Training game. I came up to my parents’ house on Friday and today we went to the game. Like last year, I didn’t want to talk about the game ahead of time for fear that it would get rained out. And this year’s forecast called for storms from, like, 1-5 PM so I was doubly anxious. But they got the whole game in without any weather-related stoppage, so yay! It was overcast for pretty much the entire time we were at Bright House Field and even rained once or twice but I still managed to get a sunburn on both arms. Aren’t I lucky?
The exciting part about this year’s game was that Chase Utley and Ryan Howard were actually in the starting lineup! And neither of them was scratched!
My mom noticed that Victorino was playing for the Red Sox before I did. Of course, she was just thinking about how he was my sister-in-law’s favorite player.
The Phillies lost, but I’m not particularly bummed about it. I got to see major league ballplayers play baseball in person. And I was much closer to the field than I could ever hope to be at Citizens Bank Park. And, oh yeah, Chase Utley and Ryan Howard went back-to-back in the eighth inning! (That doesn’t suck.)
Today was a good day. Sometimes you just have to acknowledge that, y’know?
The worst thing about spending all of yesterday in bed was that when I went to bed on Friday I was full of plans for Saturday. Actual, working on my house kind of plans. Nothing too drastic or labor-intensive, mind you, because this is me we’re talking about. But still. They were things I’d thought about doing forever and I was finally motivated to do them on Saturday. But then Saturday happened and my plans went on hold. I was afraid that yesterday drained my motivation, but no; I followed through with my Saturday plans today. Well, I didn’t get as much done as I would’ve liked, but that was due to circumstances beyond my control. On the whole, I’m very satisfied with what I accomplished today.
Even more astonishing than my unusual burst of motivation is the fact that I got stuff done even after I spent three hours watching baseball and not doing much of anything else. It was baseball to celebrate, too. Not because the Phillies won (even though they did), but because my Apple TV was finally aware that the World Series was over and it was time to start showing Spring Training games. I don’t know what possessed me to check my Apple TV today, but I’m glad I did. I don’t know for sure that this was the first day games showed up on Apple TV, but I think it was.
Technically, this happened yesterday, but I didn’t see it until today. City and Colour posted a link on Facebook to a very brief teaser for the new record. Which means there will be a new City and Colour record this year. Yay! Don’t know when it’s coming out because it only says “soon,” but that’s enough for now.
And in other band news, I’m just over here reading too much into Brand New randomly popping up on my Instagram and Facebook feeds today. It was really innocuous stuff, too. They added a picture to Instagram and updated their Facebook cover photo (but not to anything Deja Entendu related). (Side note: this new Instagram on the Web thing is kinda awesome.) But I’m so conditioned to not see Brand New on social media that when they pop up (on two sites, no less) I have to think that it’s significant. And judging by the comments on Instagram, I’m not the only one. If Brand New were any less awesome their we’re not going to tell you anything schtick would be annoying, but they’re amazing and I adore them. And I kinda love them all the more because they’re so “mysterious.” I know that Jesse will be in the studio with Kevin Devine & the Goddamn Band in April (thank you, Kevin Devine interview), but there’s still a lot of 2013 after April. I admit it’s a stretch, but that’s not stopping me from getting my hopes up.
Four rather different things, but they all made today good. And that’s pretty awesome.
You will never believe what I just did. I applied for a job! A job in Philly that sounds cool! So I would appreciate whatever positive vibes you want to send my way.
I’m excited about the job but also really, really nervous. It will suck if they don’t like me, but if they do like me I’ll have to go through an interview and all that crap. But a job interview is actually a good problem to have, right? So if I have my choice I’ll take that one.
You know what’s terrifying, though? Having an entire section of your resume devoted to your great attention to detail. Because having a typo or other error on a resume is always bad, so imagine how much worse I’d look if I claim “attention to detail” as one of my greatest skills and have a typo or something. I’d look like a giant liar. But I really wanted to get my resume submitted today so I couldn’t afford to be paralyzed by fear of typos. My parents looked at it, I looked at it a lot, I have to believe that it is typo- and error-free.
(See why I need positive vibes so badly?)
In other awesome news, the newest version of MLB’s At Bat app was (finally) released today. It’s a good thing, too, since spring training games start tomorrow! I haven’t had time to really play around with it because of the very important job-hunting work I was doing, but I know I’ll become very familiar with it very soon. I really am so very excited about the At Bat app and MLB.tv and being able to watch some friggin’ baseball (baseball that doesn’t count for anything but whatever, baseball!). I’m totally going to reward myself with some baseball watching tomorrow 🙂
Yep, today was pretty good. And hopefully it will lead to better things.
I’ve never been much of a fan of Valentine’s Day. I mean, St. Valentine was a martyr (martyrdom being a good first step towards sainthood). But for some reason we’re all supposed to shell out billions of dollars to Hallmark and Hershey’s on his feast day. I just don’t get it.
But two things happened today that don’t suck.
First, my parents gave me the best homemade valentine ever.
The best part is that my parents aren’t Whovians, but they know the Tardis. (I think Craig Ferguson is mostly responsible for that. Yay Craig Ferguson!)