I lied. I did.

Okay, sorry to break it to you all, but I have ONE MORE THING to say about the Jonas concert. Robert Schwartzman of ROONEY and THE PRINCESS DIARIES rose out of the center of the stage with a piano and singing an "unreleased" song with the three dudes. SRSLY! Okay, at first, I was so confused because of a conversation Lauren Ashley and I had regarding Mr. Schwartzman and Alex Greenwald of Phantom Planet (I decree Robert winner) and then I realized it was actually MY fave on stage, and not LA's, and this is a really weird post, amirite?

I had a really fun night. I sang and skanked around to Erica's Trainwreck set of "Just a Girl" right into "The Impression that I Get" and then screamed, "YEAH 1995!!!!!" and everybody laughed and then some old dudes hit on me and then I flashed my ring and said, "What's up?!" and then got on the subway home and then did that whole "What's up?!" routine again and now I am home and had a lovely video chat with Jesse (and the rest of MCS idling by) and I am really very happy even though it was a stressful day, and sometimes I enjoy writing in run-on sentences, and lookatme! I am an excellent inebriated typer.

Good with vocab too.

That's the impression that I get.

-- via hip totes skanked and yelled 1995 tonight top

My Top Artists this Week (Aug 4 - Aug 10)

(via my last.fm)

Last.fm decided to suck it last week and didn't scrobble anything I had listened to on my iPod. And I basically ONLY listen to music on my iPod. So, I only have four top artists this past week. Though Ryan Adams was listened to a whole bunch, #1 probably would have been She & Him. Oh well.

Today I started listening to Say Hi to Your Mom, a recommend from both Lindsay and Rick. I've listened to one album so far, but it seems pretty mellow, Postal Service-y stuff. We'll see if I get as addicted to it as my friends.

The show last night was girl-screamingly loud and intense. I've decided (since, c'mon, this is what you DO with boy bands) that I have a prediliction for Joe. If I were fifteen years old, that is. Because otherwise, not really. I thought back to my past boy band crushes (Jordan Knight) and Joe fits the description best. Plus, Nick's Billy Joel storytelling-whilst-playing-piano bit was just a little too sentimental for me. Oh yeah, he "cried," too. Anyways, Jonas mania is over and I probably won't be writing about them much anymore here, so don't worry to anyone rolling their eyes at my last post. :)

Tonight should be lots of fun, and if you can, you should come -

I'm obviously going for the friends, the free Sparks, and not for the bands the afterparty is actually for.

I'm slippin' into the lava.

The weekend started out relatively calm. Colleen arrived from San Francisco on Friday and came over to the apartment, along with Gaby and Lauren Ashley. We watched the amazing Olympic opening ceremonies while discussing dudes, music, Warped, crazy people, etc. etc. etc. I wish it was on video for the sheer hilariousness.

Okay, I have something to admit: my mind has been changed about the Jonas Brothers. I KNOW! So, I've written previously about how I didn't know any of their schtick, and then Erica and I decided to watch Camp Rock and were seriously underwhelmed. Thing is, my friend Joyce is in town because she's on tour for those kids. She asked me if I wanted to stop by Madison Square Garden on Saturday to hang out while she worked. I said sure and found myself in for Jonas Brothers Mania.

[Jonas Brothers plus Zac Efron, ha]

See, Joyce and her friend Misty work for a tour sponsor that's in charge of picking three contest winners each day for a Jonas meet-and-greet. So, usually Joyce and Misty have a tent in which the contestants line up and show off their "Go Green" posters for a chance to win. Joyce said that there's usually 600 people in line and they take an hour to judge them. Well, Madison Square Garden is a bit of a different venue than the fields and stadiums in other tour stops - there's no room for a tent. So they met at the box office, in an area in the plaza. There was no line, just a crowd of people. There were 300 or so girls (and their mothers/fathers) clamoring for Joyce and Misty's attention so they could meet the teen dreams.

I didn't realize what was going on, or if this wasn't the usual happening, and I just stood off to the side watching their stuff. Joyce came over to me at one point to hand me something and went back to taking the pictures and keeping the crowd calm. All of a sudden a father starts asking me questions about the contest and why it's so unorganized and I'm just standing there like, "uh, I don't know..." - I'm just standing there! And then Joyce runs over to me, grabs her hoodie and puts it on really fast and the father turns his attention to her and starts asking her questions in a strong tone, and then Joyce looks at me and says "GO!" and we run around the side of MSG, as she's pulling her hood down and trying to cover her sponsor tee.

Apparently security came around to Joyce and Misty during the chaos and told them it was getting too rowdy (yelling, screaming, pushing) and that they should leave immediately before the crowd anger escalated. Misty ran in the opposite direction and was chased down by a few mothers, including one that was berating her pretty forcefully before she got past the security barrier.

Woah.

These people were SERIOUS. Joyce and Misty didn't stay for the entire hour, but had gotten enough entries and pictures that they picked three winners. They called them, politely saying on the phone, "You've won the contest - DO NOT SCREAM." If others caught on to where the winners would be picked up, there might be more commotion. And funny enough, when Joyce, Misty and I went downstairs to the meeting place, there were a bevy of contestants who did not get chosen, and the irate mothers. Misty and Joyce couldn't show their faces, so I volunteered to go out there and escort them past security because nobody would scream at little anonymous me.

We got the first two winners no problem. The third winner hadn't shown up yet. Misty decided to show her face and come out to the crowd to try to find her. Big mistake. As soon as Misty showed up, the mothers started yelling at her. I couldn't believe it. Legitimately screaming. Misty ran behind a barrier and crouched down to be out of sight. It was ridiculous.

Eventually the third winner showed up and they were all escorted to the meet-and-greet where they could meet those three teens.

Contestants outside crowing Joyce & Misty.

Inside, the angry mob of contestants being held at bay by security in the background.

After that craziness was settled, Joyce and I went to the production office to grab some stuff and as we were heading back out in the hallway, we stopped to make room for the actual Jonas Brothers to pass. Big Rob, who used to be security for Britney Spears, is now JB security. Saw him, then the three boys who were all very cute and nice - they said, "Hey girls" to us (I strangely kind of squealed inside, I think from the hype and craziness, you know?? Contagious?) and then their bassist, a young man by the name of Greg Garbowsky (lol please look at that pic), pointed at my Radiohead shirt and was like, "Did you see them last night??" and I was like, "nah, saw them last weekend at Lollapalooza.." and he goes, "They are amazing!" and continued on his way. It was pretty sweet, cause Nick turned around with a look on his face like, "uh, what is he talking about with this girl?"

Wow - that last paragraph sounded total fangirl, huh? Whatever.

My passy pass pass.

Joyce enjoying a cold one after the craziness. Yeah, there's a pretzel stick in that handle.

After that, Joyce and I chilled and then she wondered if I wanted to see some of the show. So we watched the first twenty minutes and it was insane! I was blown away by the pyro and boys flipping on stage, but mainly by the sheer decibel of the teenage screaming. I felt like it was a sleepover with 16,000 girls. It was actually really rad. And their songs? Kind of legit. Just sayin'. Guilty pleasure central.

Joyce and I got to really catch up after we left, and we met up with Gaby and Adam at Barcelona Bar for a night of shots. It quickly evolved into Olympic watching on the screens and then me bantering about how weirdly awesome I now find the Jonas Brothers. We crashed at Joyce's hotel near MSG and woke up at like 9 am for a jaunt around the city.

When I decided to head home to Brooklyn, Erica was finally returning from her weeklong vacation in Maine, and we caught up for the next few hours with Gaby and Colleen at the apartment. Then we met up with Joyce after the meet-and-greet and got some drinks. Apparently Sunday was better. Good stuff.

It was my first weekend home in a couple of weeks, and it felt good to be having fun with awesome people whom I usually don't see! And of course, my friends here rule as well.

Oh, did you hear the Jonas Brothers are playing three SOLD OUT nights at MSG? Yeah, well, guess who's going to catch the entire show tonight because apparently the end is amazing and apparently I now love the brothers Jonas.

These soles are useless without you.

And so it is Friday, and I'm finishing up the update about last weekend. Ha.

On Sunday we were in Shakopee, Minnesota. My plane was at 5pm, so I had to leave by 3, way before their set and only a few hours after we woke up. We went to catering, I helped Jesse wash his hair in the parking lot, and then we just hung out by the bus until it was time to go.

At one point, I went on the bus to grab my backpack, and when I came back out the dudes were like, "Where are you going?!?!?!" - they were so surprised that I was already leaving. And they got in a line to give me goodbye hugs, not kidding. It was really cute and made me feel all warm and fuzzy.

Then they were off to a signing and our friend Tiffany drove me to the airport, cause she rules. And the planes were all on time, thankfully. It was such a completely fun weekend, I didn't want to leave. Jesse, true to form, was like, "then don't go," and I may have seriously contemplated skipping work again, but they were heading to Canada. He'll be back soon though, and that's how it is for us - there's always something to look forward to.

Tony staying far away from the likes of me.

Brian camping out in front of Shwayze's bus. (You know I'm kidding.)
[P.S. I saw far too much of Cisco Adler that weekend. And way too much of his hands touching girls...like, all the time.]

Jesse testing out Brian's new bike.

Hangs. Matt, literally.

Bye, bye.