My Mad Day Out
Been back for a while now but there is so, so much to say. No words can explain this shining memory. The concert was everything and nothing I expected it to be. Just, absolutely and completely sublime. Never in my life have I ever felt so grounded -- nor have I been so mind numbingly alive -- in one night.
Perhaps it's selfish to say so, but I really love talking about my experience. Not because I want to brag but because talking about lets me relieve the moment, explaining needless detail by even more needless detail to an eager listener. It hasn't even been a week and I want to be there again, waiting in the chilly stands for Paul to come out again. Letting nothing but the sound of the music and waves of joy wash over me like the ocean breeze throughout the night. It's not the same but talking about it gets me nearly there, because I relished each and every moment there.
What's nice is that we left home early morning to have some time to spend in LA before the concert, and even though I was too anxious to sit down calmly during the whole ride, it was a huge relief and delight to hear While My Guitar gently Weeps on the radio as entered the highway. Even so, it still took about 2 hours to get to our destination. :(
There was so much to do! But LA is a huge city, too much for a small town girl like me to handle, so naturally we got lost and took pictures everywhere we went.
I managed to get this shot while we sifted through the traffic. Seeing this put a huge smile on my face. :)
Everybody has got a star but Paul! These were right in front of the Capitol Building, so we all put out feet in and snapped a shot. Mine are the nasty plaid pair of Converse in case you couldn't tell. And we even managed to find Jimi while we were window shopping.
The aforementioned Capital Records building, frontal and lower view.
Some shots of the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. We looked all over the place for Marilyn and Elvis but never thought to get off the car so we missed our chance. As seen, there were peacocks running about and scary Silent Hill-esque factory next door.
Of course, Johnny Ramone gets the coolest grave ever.
Marliyn's hand and foot prints at the Chinese Theater. So teeny!
One of the many lovely Beatles murals scattered all over LA. These painters are magnificent, my only wish is that I get the shot of Elvis next to this building.
Our view of the Hollywood Bowl, which was not nearly as bad as I anticipated. Literally, there are no bad seats at the bowl! Also, there I am looking all derpy with my rad Let It Be shirt.
That eensy weensy little guy is Paul goddamn McCartney! aajkljkddf everyone went nuts when he finally came out after a 45 minute delay because of fans coming in late. >(((
Some great shots of the huge screen showing Paul all up close and personal. He opened with Venus and Mars/Rock Show, a great opener. The line 'you've got rock n' roll/at the hollywood bowl' sent the crowd into a frenzy!
One thing I noticed is that he switches instruments a lot, rather than just sticking to one thing. Hearing I'm Looking Through You on the acoustic guitar was absolute bliss.
Paul played Something on the ukulele George gave him many years ago as a tribute to his late friend. I know he does the song often but there were so many tears and applause when George is mentioned. So heartfelt.
The neat thing was the screen and lights changing during the concert for each song. Like in the parts where Paul yells Jet! the lights would flare, or the Russian images throughout Back in the U.S.S.R. (which made us go fucking out of our minds with delight!)
So many of my favorites were played! But one of my favorite moments had to be Paul's little anecdotes about his pals, who so happen to also be my heroes. He talked about Jimi, Eric, John, and so many others. Seriously, the guy is so cute and endearing! How can you not love him with every fiber of your being? ♥
Awesome screen shots during A Day In The Life, don't mind the woman's head in the second shot. lol I was anxious about what the song would be like without an orchestra but it was spectacular! Instead of going into the third verse the song segued into Give Peace A Chance. Definitely one the main highlights of the night!
The most amazing fireworks came on during Live and Let Die, and while all that went on Paul did this killer improvisation on the piano. That man is fucking beast! And as if that moment couldn't have gotten anymore out of this world, he started up on Hey Jude. Fuck me.
After having forced coaxed Paul into not one but two encores, we finally had to stop the show. But he was so, so gracious. Going out of his way to thanks the fans and the people in charge of all the technical stuff. Finishing with The End, we all snapped out our reverie and cheered our hearts out as thanks for the fantastic show.
Funny enough, out of the huge number of songs he did (almost 40 fucking songs, and without any breaks in between I might add) Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Dah was hands down my favorite song of the night. It's a song I generally skip on my i-Pod when it comes out but at the concert? That -- that, was something special. I'll never forget how liberating and fun it was.
No words. Just. So. Much. Fun.
If I'm going to be completely clear, I have to say, I feel as if I had never lived up until that moment. And that is so cheesy and dumb but I felt so free! Like, I lost all my inhibitions and let loose for the very first time.
Nothing seemed wrong, for that night at least, everything was perfect and fun and all that life is supposed to be. Even our neighbors were nice, if not really quiet. But the coolest woman named Liz sat next to us and we had a grand old time chatting about everything about the Beatles. She told me what album of Julian's I should start with, and how short Dhani is, and she's even visited Abbey Road five times! OMG I want to be her when I grow up so bad! :D;
So to sum everything up in one word I'm going to go with perfect. Or divine. Or magnificent. Or any other adjective that explains that blessing it was to see Paul live. ♥
Perhaps it's selfish to say so, but I really love talking about my experience. Not because I want to brag but because talking about lets me relieve the moment, explaining needless detail by even more needless detail to an eager listener. It hasn't even been a week and I want to be there again, waiting in the chilly stands for Paul to come out again. Letting nothing but the sound of the music and waves of joy wash over me like the ocean breeze throughout the night. It's not the same but talking about it gets me nearly there, because I relished each and every moment there.
What's nice is that we left home early morning to have some time to spend in LA before the concert, and even though I was too anxious to sit down calmly during the whole ride, it was a huge relief and delight to hear While My Guitar gently Weeps on the radio as entered the highway. Even so, it still took about 2 hours to get to our destination. :(
There was so much to do! But LA is a huge city, too much for a small town girl like me to handle, so naturally we got lost and took pictures everywhere we went.
I managed to get this shot while we sifted through the traffic. Seeing this put a huge smile on my face. :)
Everybody has got a star but Paul! These were right in front of the Capitol Building, so we all put out feet in and snapped a shot. Mine are the nasty plaid pair of Converse in case you couldn't tell. And we even managed to find Jimi while we were window shopping.
The aforementioned Capital Records building, frontal and lower view.
Some shots of the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. We looked all over the place for Marilyn and Elvis but never thought to get off the car so we missed our chance. As seen, there were peacocks running about and scary Silent Hill-esque factory next door.
Of course, Johnny Ramone gets the coolest grave ever.
Marliyn's hand and foot prints at the Chinese Theater. So teeny!
One of the many lovely Beatles murals scattered all over LA. These painters are magnificent, my only wish is that I get the shot of Elvis next to this building.
Our view of the Hollywood Bowl, which was not nearly as bad as I anticipated. Literally, there are no bad seats at the bowl! Also, there I am looking all derpy with my rad Let It Be shirt.
That eensy weensy little guy is Paul goddamn McCartney! aajkljkddf everyone went nuts when he finally came out after a 45 minute delay because of fans coming in late. >(((
Some great shots of the huge screen showing Paul all up close and personal. He opened with Venus and Mars/Rock Show, a great opener. The line 'you've got rock n' roll/at the hollywood bowl' sent the crowd into a frenzy!
One thing I noticed is that he switches instruments a lot, rather than just sticking to one thing. Hearing I'm Looking Through You on the acoustic guitar was absolute bliss.
Paul played Something on the ukulele George gave him many years ago as a tribute to his late friend. I know he does the song often but there were so many tears and applause when George is mentioned. So heartfelt.
The neat thing was the screen and lights changing during the concert for each song. Like in the parts where Paul yells Jet! the lights would flare, or the Russian images throughout Back in the U.S.S.R. (which made us go fucking out of our minds with delight!)
So many of my favorites were played! But one of my favorite moments had to be Paul's little anecdotes about his pals, who so happen to also be my heroes. He talked about Jimi, Eric, John, and so many others. Seriously, the guy is so cute and endearing! How can you not love him with every fiber of your being? ♥
Awesome screen shots during A Day In The Life, don't mind the woman's head in the second shot. lol I was anxious about what the song would be like without an orchestra but it was spectacular! Instead of going into the third verse the song segued into Give Peace A Chance. Definitely one the main highlights of the night!
The most amazing fireworks came on during Live and Let Die, and while all that went on Paul did this killer improvisation on the piano. That man is fucking beast! And as if that moment couldn't have gotten anymore out of this world, he started up on Hey Jude. Fuck me.
After having forced coaxed Paul into not one but two encores, we finally had to stop the show. But he was so, so gracious. Going out of his way to thanks the fans and the people in charge of all the technical stuff. Finishing with The End, we all snapped out our reverie and cheered our hearts out as thanks for the fantastic show.
Funny enough, out of the huge number of songs he did (almost 40 fucking songs, and without any breaks in between I might add) Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Dah was hands down my favorite song of the night. It's a song I generally skip on my i-Pod when it comes out but at the concert? That -- that, was something special. I'll never forget how liberating and fun it was.
Click to viewNo words. Just. So. Much. Fun.
If I'm going to be completely clear, I have to say, I feel as if I had never lived up until that moment. And that is so cheesy and dumb but I felt so free! Like, I lost all my inhibitions and let loose for the very first time.
Nothing seemed wrong, for that night at least, everything was perfect and fun and all that life is supposed to be. Even our neighbors were nice, if not really quiet. But the coolest woman named Liz sat next to us and we had a grand old time chatting about everything about the Beatles. She told me what album of Julian's I should start with, and how short Dhani is, and she's even visited Abbey Road five times! OMG I want to be her when I grow up so bad! :D;
So to sum everything up in one word I'm going to go with perfect. Or divine. Or magnificent. Or any other adjective that explains that blessing it was to see Paul live. ♥