I had such an eventful weekend. Sexual harassment in Long Beach. Worst rendition of A Midsummer Night's Dream at a Tarrot/Palm-reading, spiritual-healing, Wicca and Reiki retail, energy and mystic shop. All-nighter at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery to see Bon Iver at sunrise. Donald Miller talk in Irvine...I like that man.
I could go on about the Shakespeare play, but I won't. Just know that we left at intermission. And that the girls were all a little slutty, and the actress who played Titania seemed kind of drunk.
The Bon Iver concert was the coolest event I've ever been to. We got there at midnight. Hundreds of us spread out blankets with drinks and food and weed smoke wafting over us every ten minutes. Personally, I just ate too many Twizzlers and Carmel Apple Pops. We watched Bottle Rocket, some of Planet Earth, listened to some good random music. Free coffee served all morning. A half hour before the show started Buddhist monks blessed the stage through chanting and offering. Then 6 a.m., Bon Iver played. It was amazing.
You know when you're at an event like this and everyone knows it's the coolest thing but no one wants to say it out loud? While everyone was standing in line, people whispered to their friends "this is so cool." But not too loudly of course, because it's cool to not comment about what's cool. Act like it's the norm.
But the first to say it was Justin Vernon himself:
"Thanks for making this the coolest thing ever."
Bon Iver is one of the only bands that are even better live than on their CD. I knew almost every song but they were all a little bit different than the recorded versions. All a little revamped in some way. It was a great show.
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