I'll carry you home tonight.......

Sometimes on a drunken Saturday night, in the center of the universe ( YES..its a real place here in Tulsa...) someone nicks your phone from you and takes a few pictures. The next morning you scroll through them, hitting the delete button, because drunk pictures can be damning. Then  one pops out at you. One that with out a mere word can explain your love and friendship with one person.

This person would be there for you no matter what..or why..or when. They will love you despite your faults, well if you happen to have any. Hold you up when you cant stand. Put up with your insane behavior and love of a certain band member. Heck, they will even stand in boiling 120 degree heat for 4 hours so you can meet said band member.

That is the thing about friendship, you do things for each other you'd never do for anyone else. Such as plan a trip to Vegas to see a diva in concert, you'd normally not be caught dead seeing. The amazing thing is..you never fail to have fun. It isn't the fact that you are someplace you have always wanted to go, or that you are seeing a band you always wanted to see, its the fact that you are together with that one person, or in my case, persons. You are sharing in that person's joy and somehow..someway..it becomes even a joy to you <3

We Threw One Hell of A Birthday Bash

We know we are good..but we didn't realize just how good we really were, until we got Flogging Molly involved in the birthday party! Party planning for Richie's birthday started several months ago when I texted Jason asking him to get us tickets for Flogging Molly..." I will give you all my coke money until I get you paid off.." ( he thought it was a drug deal I was telling him about)  We hid the fact that we were going until last week, and if you know us, THIS is a BIG thing, we hide nothing. We figured it was time to treat Richard to a concert where he had actually heard of the people, not to mention actually listens to them. Plus it was at the Cains Ballroom..we Love the Cains . If the concert
is elsewhere we hesitate at going.

 The night started at Mexicali's a few blocks down where we went for dinner and a few drinks ( we are believers in a bit of pregaming) While there Richard notices a few tables over is some of the members of Flogging Molly. Jess and I go outside to smoke and plot, I mean we want to meet them but we don't want to interrupt their dinner, we are not rude people. Jason calls us and tells us they have left their table and are now in the bar. Its time to make our move. We walk into the bar, they are taking shots and I ask for a picture with them and they start chatting us up like they know us. They ask if we are going to the show and I tell them yes its my hubbies birthday present from all of us. Then they ask if we know they dude in the Guinness shirt. Well yeah that is my hubbie so I call him over...

On to the concert...................... The opening band..we have no idea who they are, I tell Jason I feel like I am in Hee Haw, he says more like Oh Brother Where Art Thou. Richard spent his time wiping out our bank account at the Merch Table ( Never has he been so free with money at a Merch Table) I promise Jason we would stand in the back for the first time ( Did I mention I am not good at keeping promises?) Flogging Molly hits the stage with Drunken Lullabies. OH. MY. GOD. The somewhat subdued crowd turns into a frenzy, and it doesn't end until they walk off the stage at the end of the night. NEVER have I willingly been thrown around, stomped on or had beer thrown in my face and not complained. Justin and Rich were able to cross off Circle Moshing on their bucket lists. Jess and I took part in shoving people in , but no way were we getting into the middle of it. Jason and Matty looked on in horror. People went in with clothes on and came out missing them. ( Male Bonding is a strange thing..) There was no way you could stand still even if you wanted to . The floor of the Cains is built on truck springs so once the crowd started their constant jumping we all jumped. I felt like it probably measured on the earthquake scale. Shoving...pushing....shoving..pushing...odd people dance odd ritual dances..the concert finally comes to an end. We are beer soaked and sweaty.
OH NO...back up a bit...BEEP ....BEEP....BEEP...
Before the concert Rich sees a bright bean of light..like the second coming and it shines down on Dennis Casey who is in the audience watching Oh Brother Where Art Thou, he waves at Richard, and then they disappear together. I am afraid to ask where, I mean if that happened to me and Alex Turner......Jason chimes in with Blow jobs on the tour bus, turns out it was bonding with shots of Jameson.
So back to where I left off. Rich finds Dennis after the show ( NEVER can he mention my fan girling again)

They chat, Dennis sings Happy Birthday to him and showers him with free merch ( This would have saved my bank account if I had only known) Now as this fun little personal party was going on Matty and I are being man
  handled by security ( which would have been fine if he had been cute,,,) I'm trying to get Richards attention, so we are not handcuffed..( AGAIN, couldn't he have been cute??) But Rich is having none of it and lets us get thrown out so he can continue Bromancing with Dennis. Who knew a few shots of Jameson and some Irish dude would be the downfall of your marriage!!
Anyway...Happy Birthday Dude..we hope you enjoyed it!!!

Tragic Tulsa Take on Arctic Monkeys

WARNING:I asked Matty and Jess to give their account of the concert experience but since I haven't gotten anything this may seem a bit biased ...

BLACK KEYS WHO????? I could just leave it at that and it would pretty much sum up my experience on Saturday night . It is a well known fact that I paid to see the Arctic Monkeys perform and oh did they perform. But lets start from the back of the line to get into the BOK...............
  TWO HOURS EARLY and I am still not anywhere near the front doors, let alone first in line. Then there was a wild bathroom break with Corey... to the Pizza place where we had to buy drinks just to pee ( Which makes no sense because once I drink it I'm just going to have to pee again) I wont even mention the door man that announced as the doors began to open that there were actually 4 lines and the people that had been there all of 15 minutes were now ahead of me also. Plus the taste of blood in my mouth from having to bite my tongue when the girl in front of me asked..." Do you know anything about the cover band that is opening..." was making me sick to my stomach ( COVER BAND? WTF?)
Back to my goal of front and center....we go thru the doors ( I'm plotting my escape the whole time by the way) and scan our tickets. Most people were stopping at the Merch booth ( really no need for me to stop, Arctic Monkeys have the suckiest Merch on the planet) Time for wrist bands giving us access to the floor. Mine gets clamped on and I grab Jason's hand and take off running, I am surprised his wristband made it on his arm cause I was pulling him as they were trying to get it on. We hit the stairs to the floor running ( watch that bottom step its a tricky one) Jason and I make it...the Gods of music were watching over me and planted me right in front of Alex's microphone! Hey....where is the rest of the gang???

Check the watch......45 minutes to showtime...TICK...TICK.....TICK....TICK....

The lights go dim. EEP.....Alex hits the stage in his much loved Blue Leather jacket. He looks like if I licked him he would taste of Cheap beer, sex and rays of sunshine ( YUM )




I cant tell you what song they came out playing, maybe Library Pictures? No..that was the last concert in Dallas. I was so blinded by the beauty in front of me I completely lost my mind! But the show was wonderful and the highlights of it for me were:

*Alex shedding the lovely blue leather jacket he loves so well.....

*Alex's ass every time he turned to face Helders...( Damn straight I took a picture)




*Helders laying down a drumstick, then beating the drum making it fly and Alex catching it...

*Alex doing Kung Fu moves during Don't Sit Down Cause I moved your chair.  (He also did the Macarena)



* Alex's magic quarter trick at the beginning of Crying Lightning....








*Alex sipping his beer ( Oh to be that bottle of Shiner's)

*Alex humping against his guitar ( lost my mind and balance on that one cant even tell you what song it was)

*The ENTIRE performance of I Bet You Looked Good on the Dance Floor....







*Alex saying his girl friends name... Ariella... after singing the lines .." You have got that face that just says Baby I was made to break your heart..." Is that not the sweetest thing??? ( NOTE TO ALEXA: Do not cheat on Alex Turner, even after 4 years of togetherness you can easily be replaced)

* All the jumping..sliding on knees..and stupid Elvis moves that Alex did throughout the show...

It came to an end all to soon with RU Mine....






Alex put down his guitar, put on his blue leather jacket and left us....



Oh the despair in the Departure Lounge...

Record Store Day 2012

We Came…………
We Saw……………
We Conquered………..
That pretty much sums up our experience With Record Store Day 2012. Yes, I had spent months preparing ( Ok …maybe more like a week..). I knew I was going to get up early, I had to get a copy of RU Mine by the Arctic Monkeys. After all, there were only 1350 copies made IN THE WORLD, and you could only buy it on this day ( Unless of course you wanted to tune into Ebay the next day and spend a fortune on it….*) So at 11 am, a full hour after the record stores opened Richard, Justin and I made our way to the Vintage Stock near our homes.

I will admit, I was worried. I had been on line reading Record Store Day Tweets. In London, they were qued up for 2 hours before the store opened, At Grimeys ( wherever that is) They were lined up around the block. By leaving an hour after 10 I was surly to ruin my chances at all the glory.
Right….we are in Tulsa after all. We get to the store and hop right on in and within 5 minutes I have the beautiful purple 45 in my hands, along with a Hives 45.

I was a bit disappointed to say the least, not at my purchase, but I wanted the excitement of crowds, I wanted to stand in a long line listening to people talk about their Record Store Day experiences and judge their horrid music taste. Oh well…moving along to the next Vintage Stock. We still walk right in, tho this one was a bit empty of Record Store merchandise, I am positive I have missed the excitement due to our one hour late start. Justin buys Parachutes by Coldplay on Vinyl and I am completely jealous due to the lack of Coldplay in my own home due to a Chris Martin hating husband. I bought the Shins Port of Morrow and an older Oasis CD ( older? is there newer?) I also went ahead and bought the last copy that they had of RU Mine . While I was checking out someone called wanting it and the girl behind the counter asked me if I was purchasing it ( Ummm yeah...) Now I know I already have a copy, I also know there are only 1350 being sold and I know I should have said…” Oh here let them have it, I have already bought one..” Somewhere in Tulsa there is a Arctic Monkey fan Crying Lightning  ( they, like me, should have gotten their ass out of bed and got there before I did because we all know nothing comes between me and Alex Turner)

FOOD BREAK—

The men are hungry. Obviously they do not know that shopping is meant to BURN calories, not to consume them. I spend the time picking at a veggie taco and finding out next target for the day...Blue Moon Disc.
O. M. G. Heaven. Why haven’t I been here before? Wall to wall vinyl..walls filled with concert posters both past and present. It even smelled good, like that rotten paper smell you get in used bookstores.

 I bought nothing here but he apparently had a line before he opened up and a rush on all his RSD merch as he had nothing but a Pretty In pink Soundtrack album left. Hubbie buys every ZZ Top album the old guy has plus a Pete Townsend album ( who knew he liked Pete with all the Who hate he spews) I will keep this place locked in my memory and it will be a regular stop now on my shopping trips, it had everything…WAIT…RSD had bags? Cute little reusable bags that proclaimed you took part? All I got was a simple plain normal brown paper bag. I knew I should have gotten up earlier, planned better..I need a new bag..it would have been almost as fab as the records I bought….ALMOST
I check into Foursquare as we moved on to Starship, and because I have checked into so many on RSD I get a vinyl sticker from Foursquare, plus extra points for it being RSD…Some one get me a crown, its a proud moment. The parking lot is full, the store is full ( I bet they had a line at 10am) There’s a live band, there are boxes upon boxes of special things to buy. Starship was the glory of the day. I snagged the special re-lease of London Calling and the un-released Joey Ramone. Hubbie snagged a Flogging Molly CD, Justin roamed around the store

We decide on one last stop. The Antique store where we usually go to buy our vinyl, just to kill time before Justin has to go home and paint his mailbox (Which later in the evening I find out would have made a blog post unto itself) There is some guy there in a room full of rare record albums, so we dig. There is plenty there to look at, but I'm not buying an Elvis album for 150.00 I don't care if he was the King of Rock and Roll…BUT…he also had this…



I HAD TO HAVE IT…The Original ( not a reprint) of the Beatles ( known as the White Album) I bought it. Now because of my bog purchase I will probably have to go see the Arctic Monkeys next week without a new pair of jeans on. Oh the sacrifice we make in the name of music
**Looked on ebay that night RU MINE is selling for 65.00 and people are bidding..