365 project "there was no party/there were no songs/'cause today's just a day like the day that he started"

153.

artist:Ben fold
album:Ben folds live

i don't like Ben folds much. in fact, i wouldn't even own this CD if it weren't for ex-chad buying it and leaving it in my car at some point right before the split. its not that i don't appreciate his music, because it is quality stuff, i just never really got into it. i guess its that whole "oh, its all over the radio so i hate it" mentality that i have had for the better part of my life. its probably something i should work on changing, but I'm 31 and my life is nowhere near what i expected at this point, so my musical snobbery is just going to have to remain for a bit longer while i work on those things.



there are some things that come to mind when i listen to this album, though. my favorite story is one from bonnaroo, because at this point in my life, what story isn't from bonnaroo? anyway, wayyyyy back in 2008, Benny boy played 'roo, and because he was smack dab in the middle of two bands i really wanted to see (bright eyes and death cab, I'm pretty sure) and i figured why the hell shouldn't i see Ben folds? i may not be a huge fan, but i know his stuff and can probably sing along to most of it. seriously, who doesn't know the lyrics to brick?

anyway, there were a billion people at the which stage, which is the name of the stage. what stage is the other, bigger stage, and then there's this tent and that tent, but that's for another time, really. (keeping track of all of this is especially fun when you are wrecked...not that id really know, but...)

between where we were sitting (back towards the bobble heads) and which stage, there are a few trees, which are awesome for shade, but suck for sight. one of the dirty, stinky hippies (everyone is dirty and stinky at bonnaroo, and he was wearing tie-dye, which probably means he is a hippie) decided that he was going to climb up one of these trees to get a better view of Mr. folds himself. the timing of this was priceless, as Ben was just about to rip into not the same, which (the word, not the stage) is totally about some drugged up dude climbing up a tree and spending the night there, only to come down with a firm belief in Jesus Christ that he did not have going into the night.

the humor might be lost on you, i don't know if it translated well here, but it was laughable at the time, for sure.