I don’t really know where it all started but probably somewhere hanging out with my cousin Dave down in the Cape over the Summer stealing our older sisters Counting Crows August and Everything After CD and listening to it on complete repeat until everybody wanted to kill us. I just love his voice.
Let me get one thing straight. I do love him…..but not like the kind of love like the guy two rows in front of us. That came by himself.
Wore a tank top (not a good look I’m sorry). Stood up and jammed the whole concert. Knew every lyric (even to the stuff that’s not out yet?). Closed his eyes and belted out every song. Jumped around like he was a 14 year old girl at a Taylor Swift concert. Not that kind of love but you get my point.
I’m not a big concert person. Something about spending so much money for a few hours of your life when I’d rather spend it on something that is more practical or lasts longer. See the Counting Crows holds a special place in my heart because it also is something that Mark and I share. There is a tad age generational gap between the two of us. Sometimes we don’t see to eye to eye on music. The slow jams R&B he was listening to in High School…..I wasn’t allowed to listen to in like 5th grade.
Our first ever really big trip together was in Chicago for our birthday weekends (yeah it’s coming up again!!)
At that time Groupon was doing some camp groupon deal where the end of the weekend was capped off with a Counting Crows concert at the Navy pier. It was general admission, all you could eat and drink. After some shady ticket meet ups we had finally secured two tickets. One from a girl who straight up said in her text “please don’t worry I’m totally not a serial killer“. I mean y’all know how paranoid I am……I totally appreciated it.
That show was amazing. We could pretty much reach out and touch him. He was a little drunk (not as much as some of his other shows). He played for three hours straight. He sat at the piano with his drink and pretty much played and sang every song that you know and love. It was such a special night and experience that Mark and I still talk about.
We then saw him in Orlando at the House of Blues with a group of friends. He was a tad more intoxicated at this one…..almost fell off the stage….it was a fun time but not my favorite time seeing him. He also didn’t play Mr. Jones. The ongoing joke of that night was our friend Kevin who stood there with his arms crossed refusing to leave yelling up at the stage “I’M NOT GOING UNTIL HE PLAYS MR. JONES”.
So when Mark emailed me a few months ago to let me know they were touring again this Summer and the opening night was in our town we knew we had to go. This concert did not disappoint. He did play a few of the new songs off the cd that is about to be released. They sounded good but sometimes you just want to hear those classics. I will say he played Mr. Jones and I think he hated every minute of it. Probably how all artists feel about that one song that they are so known for. I’m sure Eminem hates when people ask him about “my name is”.
I also had a very hard time picking an outfit. I know I’m crazy but I wanted to look kinda edgy but comfortable (I know I have problems). Finally decided on this (remember the top from this post?)
Anyways let me leave you with my favorite song from the concert Colorblind. I mean his voice sounds amazing live.
This is my other favorite song (Orlando concert). Untitled Love Song.
That felt good to get out there hahahaha. Do you like the Counting Crows? Is there a band or artist that you cannot miss whenever they come to town? Heading over to read all y’alls confessions! Linking up with Kathy today! Oh and I’m also featured on my girl B’s blog today for her first of her series B~inspired! Would love if you would stop by and you can get to know me a little more. xoxo