Faithful readers of my blog; the evening of Saturday December 12th was the best night of my life. <3
I’m going to try and be brief, because I’m still in New York and I like it here and don’t want to be on my computer, but here are some sexy briefs to give you an idea of my night:
We left the hostel for the gig, in a taxi, and as it pulled away the driver said “where to?” Charlie, Tom, Ed and myself all looked at each other, and it became clear that none of us knew what the address was. So that delayed us somewhat.
When we finally arrived, we were greeted by Liane from the fiveawesomegirls, and I saw Sam Friedman, and then there were PEOPLE. SO MANY PEOPLE. We walked in. People squealed. As we walked through the crowd, one of them thrust a copy of New Moon into my hands and said “you can keep that!” Throughout the night I also got given a K9 Christmas card, several handmade bracelets, a letter, and a banana with a girl’s phone number on it. Definitely the most inventive way of being given a phone number I’ve ever experienced. It’s also the first time I’ve ever been given a gift with a shelf life.
The people. Oh, the beautiful beautiful people. I didn’t get to speak to them personally but Greg Holden and Maureen Johnson were both there, I saw them in the crowd, but thought it best not to say “LOOK! MAUREEN JOHNSON! EVERYONE LOOK!” And the crowd, oh my goodness. It’s the best show I’ve ever played by about a million times. Everyone was so excited, and so pretty, and everyone had fun things to say. I specifically remember Olivia, and Camille, both of which should definitely message me on YouTube so that I can personally tell them how amazing they are. (And no fakers. I remember what they were both wearing. There will be tests. =p) And MELISSA, who it turns out is my biggest fan. So if I ever meet anyone who claims to be my biggest fan, I can say “NO YOU’RE NOT! I’VE MET HER! HER NAME IS MELISSA!” This girl had my song lyrics written all over her ‘pants’ (by which I mean trousers).
The gig was so fun. We were all so high energy. Tom started his set with Porphyrophobia and Indigo, and it was just fantastic. Ed got a great response for all his songs. I got to finish my set by saying “thank you New York”, thus living a dream right there. People keep saying to me “these big crowds of YouTube girls all there for you, I suppose you get used to it” – I DON’T GET USED TO IT. The gleeful expression mounted on my face for the entirety of last night is proof of this.
And then, before his last song … Tom drags Charlie on stage. Charlie didn’t know this would happen. Nobody did. Charlie, put on the spot, plays Acne Song, culminating in a lengthy improvised version of his crazy mouth scat section. It left me crying with laughter. The crowd went CRAZY. It was incredible. Everyone was incredible. Ahhhhhhh <33
I SOLD OUT OF EVERYTHING. Chameleon Circuit, Parrot Stories, ALL OF IT.
And then, after being mobbed by people (including the aforementioned Camille and Olivia), we staggered home to the hostel bed. Charlie and I were shattered. Everyone else except us and Melody went out for pizza. Charlie went straight to sleep, Melody and I chatted for ages and then fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw Tom in the bed opposite me, and in his half-asleep stupor, he reached out and grabbed this cuddly penguin he has, and curled up with it. :D
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