Shout out loud...

Miss Independent? Me? Hardly.

But when I opened the pages of the Seattle Weekly to a picture of Amos Lee a few weeks back, I was determined to fake it. I asked my roommates if they happened to be Amos Lee fans and unfortunately they weren’t. I realize $25 is too much to ask someone to pay to go to a concert they could care less about. Conundrum! I didn’t want to miss this concert, I mean its AMOS LEE, but go to a concert by myself??? That takes a great deal of confidence. A confidence that I am not sure I have. Actually, I am pretty sure I don’t have.

Despite all of this doubt I decided that I would go to the concert. When I say concert, I really mean festival. Greennote, an acoustic music festival that raises money for sustainable efforts. I didn’t pre-order my ticket, so I figured it would probably be a good idea to get there when they opened up the gates. So, I did. When the clock hit 4:30, I was settling down on the grass in front of the stage. I was super jazzed for about the first hour, and then slowly but surely I began to notice what was going on around me. I was sitting in the middle of dozens of people on blankets enjoying the dinner they had brought to the show. I felt like I was crashing someone’s picnic. Not really someone more like lots of someones. I felt crazy lonely. The first few came and went, and I began to relax and enjoy the beautiful day that was happening around me. Beyond Beautiful. The sky was completely clear the temperature was in the lower 80’s (humidity? No, they don’t know what that means here) and the stage was at the feet of Seattle’s most iconic piece of architecture, the Space Needle. As the minutes passed, the park became more crowded, and I began to think the clock would never hit 8:20. As the park became more crowded, I became more boxed in. I could have reached out and touched 4 different groups of people. Groups of people laughing and having a good time, so that lonely feeling? Yeah, it was back in full force.

Then, it finally happened. Amos Lee hit the stage. EPIC. It was an acoustic set ( 1.5 hours long, yeah be jealous), so the vocals were exaggerated. By the middle of the first song, I was in love. I have always loved his music, but now I was completely infatuated with him. Just thinking about his voice makes me blush. Every picture I have ever seen of him doesn’t do him any justice at all. So, I guess what I am trying to say is I am beyond glad I went.

Being in a city with only a few friends has forced me to be more independent. I have eaten at a restaurant by myself, I have gone shopping by myself, I have gone to museums by myself, and now I can say I have gone to a concert by myself. And I survived =) lol. Ok that is being dramatic. I wouldn’t consider myself a person that is completely dependent on others. I do plenty of things by myself, but I always have the comfort of knowing that if I was to call someone and be like,” hey, we are going to do this,” that they would come along. Here it is different, and I am beginning to realize this is a good thing. I like to believe that every new experience, every wrong bus, every new person is making me more of who I am suppose to be, and THAT is what it is all about =))))

So, yeah. Goals.

Random Goal Number 1: Become more confident.
So, next time I am in a random city, and there is a chance to see an awesome concert. I won’t have any doubts.

Random Goal Number 2: Marry Amos Lee
A girl can dream!!!