Life is entirely too short to not drive 6 hours to see one of your favourite artists open for a band you’ve never heard of.
I spent most of yesterday morning sitting around the house feeling sorry for myself, but that got thoroughly boring around 1pm. Faced with an entire evening of being sad and lonely, I cast about for some alternatives and discovered that the show I wanted to see in Seattle wasn’t sold out .. so I bought a ticket, got dressed (twice), and went. Left Vancouver around 3pm, arrived just before the doors opened, and was home again by 1:30am: tired but elated, with ringing ears and raging lady boner.
It was totally worth it.
Astronautalis promised to be back in Seattle for another show before the end of the year, and I’ll be going to that one too. I’d welcome company, but I remembered this weekend that I am more than capable of keeping myself entertained and amused (I may be hoarse today from a combination of girlish screaming and also singing at the top of my lungs in the car there and back).
That was an awesome evening. A+++, would make impetuous decisions in the name of Adventure again.