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Showing posts with label Adam Lazzara. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adam Lazzara. Show all posts

Friday, September 18, 2009

She's watching me awkwardly from a distance.

On Saturday Kynslie and I attended an acoustic show by Saosin featuring the angelic vocals of your favorite semi-famous Mormon and mine, Cove Reber. Feast your eyes upon this band. Those are some all around good lookin men.


But let's not get caught up in their beauty. We were lucky enough to get good seats on the second row of floor sitters. Chris, Cove and Justin announced that they would start off playing 'Follow and Feel'. I will admit that I was quite nervous for this because there have been rumors going around about Cove's voice going downhill. His voice is one of the main reasons I feel in love with this band, so of course I didn't want to believe it's true. The guitars began and then Cove sang, "Don't let them know you're watching the situation crumble..." I felt as if my soul breathed a huge sigh of relief. His voice was completely flawless. It blew me away.

They played a nice variety of songs including some really old Anthony Green ones, some from the self titled album, from 'In Search of Solid Ground', and some really funny covers including 'Friends In Low Places' by Garth Brooks. They came off as really chill, down to earth guys. By the end of the preformance we felt completely at ease around them. Okay, maybe not COMPLETELY at ease, I was still shaking when we met Cove. How could I not be nervous around someone who pulls off dreads so well AND has the perfect man legs?


Alex and Beau didn't play, which I would imagine is kind of weird for them. But it was nice to see their sweet spirits anyway. Moral of this blog: If you have not listened to Saosin you should be ashamed of yourself. Don't think, don't hesitate. Just buy all their music now!

I'll try to post some video later if my camera decides to cooperate with me. Only time will tell.

In other news tomorrow is a very exciting day for two reasons.
Reason #1: It's Adam Lazzara's bday and what doesn't say birthday fun like a picture of Adam peering at you? Happy birthday you beautiful late twenty something!
Reason #2: Tomorrow is the The Airborne Toxic Event show. Rest assured, you will be hearing plenty about it. As a side note, I found out the other day that lead singer, Mikel Jollett (far right), is 34 years old. As it turns out love really does know no age. If he wanted to, I'd totally let him date me. We'll see how it goes.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

I Love Ryan Russell. His Photos? Ehh, not so much.

Have you ever been asked, "If you could trade places with anyone for one day who would it be?" I can remember being asked this three different times in my life. My answers were the President of the United States, Oprah and Britney Spears. Yeah, I really did say Britney Spears. But I only gave those answers because there really wasn't anyone I envied enough to trade with. I now have my answer to that question. Actually two answers, the first would be Stephen Christian, who is living his life the way I wish I was living mine. My second answer would have to be Ryan Russell. I'd like to think that 10 years down the road my life will be similar to his. Ryan Russell is a photographer, I tried my best to be picky about the photos I'm putting on here, but I wasn't extremely successful. Feast your eyes upon a few of the reasons I'd like to walk a mile...or five in Ryan Russell's shoes. Prepare for an obnoxious amount of photographs.

And now for the main reason I want to be Ryan Russell... Ben Gibbard, Death Cab For Cutie/The Postal Service


Matt Rubano, Taking Back Sunday


Fred Mascherino, The Color Fred


A little something for Kynslie (pretend that's a bubble gum cigarette)...Max Bemis, Say Anything/Two TonguesCartel

Tom Delonge, Angels and AirwavesAnberlin
Gerard Way, My Chemical Romance (Is anybody else getting a Michael Jackson vibe from this photo? I think it's the nose...and the jacket.)
Gerard Way, My Chemical Romance


My Chemical Romance


Underoath


Aaron Gillespie, Underoath/The Almost


Anthony Green, Circa Survive


Anthony Green, Circa Survive


William Beckett, The Academy Is...


Hayley Williams, Paramore


Hayley Williams, Paramore


Hayley Williams, Paramore


Spencer Chamberlian, Underoath

Maylene and the Sons of Disaster

Tom Gabel, Against Me!

Taking Back Sunday


And let's end with a whole lotta Adam. (And no, I will not take the blame for featuring too many pictures of Adam Lazzara. It's really not my fault that a photogenic person and a great photographer have come in contact one to many times.)



To see more go to http://www.ryanrussell.net/.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Adam and Me: A History.


















I've been working on this forever. There's just so much that's happened between me and Adam Lazzara it's hard to remember it all, but here it is, my best effort of a time line of my love for him.

Spring 2005: I burn a copy of Tell All Your Friends and Where You Want To Be. The obsession begins.

November 2005: I'm starting to understand why he wrote 'One Eighty By Summer' and why he's always sounding so revengeful. And this is when I become a real fan.

October 2006: It's around this time that I purchase the Louder Now: Partone DVD and I learn that I love Adam for more than just the voice over my speakers, even if he does have poor hygiene.

February 14, 2007: Adam proposes...and not to me. I find this out a couple days later, but as it turns out Valentines Day can be ruined even after it happens.

March 2007:
7:10 PM I'm on my way to my first Taking Back Sunday concert. We're lost in Salt Lake, doors have opened and the concert has begun. The only reason I'm not crying right now is because I'm only missing the opening bands, but I cannot miss Adam. Why did I not Google Map the Saltair before leaving?
7:36 PM We somehow stumbled onto 201 and get in front of all the cars using I-80. That was lucky.
7:39 PM We walk into the Saltair and Armor For Sleep is playing their last song, all is well.
7:51 PM After buying shirts me and the bro head into the crowd, Underoath is getting ready to play.
8:15 PM Underoath is now playing, the crowd is crazy, but we're three from the front and breathing is not as big a priority as sticking this out to see Adam.
8:33 PM Underoath is almost done and I don't know if I can do this. My hair has been ripped out and I'm completely soaked through in my and other people's sweat. Oh yeah, and I still can't breath. But just at the moment when I'm questioning my will to stay in this mess and wondering if Adam is really worth this, my salvation comes in the form of water being spit on me by Spencer Chamberlain. He now holds a special place in my heart.
9:02 PM We've moved in front of the singer's mic, but we're 5 from the back. Adam walks out and every thing is okay. He's so close and as I yell out, "I love you, Adam" I realize he can hear me. Awesome.
9:18 PM This is the craziest crowd I've even been in and it's either get out or die. I'd rather live for Adam then die for him.
9:19 PM This is around the time I realize that the only way out is up, so I crowd surf for the first time. After the shock of not being groped has worn off I realize I'm heading directly towards Adam.
9:20 PM And I get set down right in front of him, staring up at him I'm in shock and can't move even though security is telling me to move on. How can I move on when I'm so close I could reach up and touch his foot? But eventually I have to move on and I promise myself that one day I will meet him.

May 27, 2009:
4:43 PM: We arrive to wait in line.
5:03 PM: Random guy behind us returns from the Gateway and tells random girl about meeting Adam. He then proceeds to convince her that he's telling the truth and by 5:06 PM they leave so she can meet him too.
5:09 PM: I wake up from my trance (my work has trained me for the past 5 months to have no emotional response to anything I hear, I knew it would work against me some day) and what just happened sinks in (to me), but by this time they are too far gone to try and catch up with them and the Gateway is a couple blocks long, doors could open by the time I find Adam and get back and I can't risk my spot in line.
5:41 PM Random guy and girl get back and yes, they met him.
6:05 PM Doors open and we soon realize all hope is lost as there is one girl, ONE GIRL, to pat us down, while there are five guys to pat down the guys. Girls are trickling in and it soon becomes apparent that all hope for the front row spots are gone. But second row is not so bad.
7: 15 PM Envy on the Coast is now playing and why is their singer doing that? Stop doing weird things! I turn to say something of this nature to Kynslie and as I do someone walking onto the balcony from outside catches my eye. He's wearing all black, long dark hair and is effortlessly classy, Adam Lazzara. I try to get his attention, it doesn't work so well. So I resort to staring at him for the majority of Envy on the Coast's performance. Which is not such a good idea, by the way, especially when you're standing in the general vicinity of his stare. We possibly made eye contact a couple times and he's probably thinking I'm a freak right about now. At least I'm not completely soaked in sweat at this point.
8:15 PM The guy forcing the air out of me from behind and the girl elbowing me in the neck forced me out of the pits. I made it through half of Anberlin but, Adam, I can't stick through this, even for you.
8:25 PM Found Kynslie and Allie and proceeded to dance with them on a table.
9:05 PM Taking Back Sunday comes on stage, it's Adam in all his mic swinging glory and I forgot how good they were.
10:15 PM Adam can't stop smiling when we sing every word of Cute Without The 'E' (Cut From the Team). I love him.
10:35 PM Taking Back Sunday leaves the stage.
10:50 PM We hang around the merch hoping to catch sight of a band member. Possible sighting of an Anberlin guy.
10:55 PM 5 feet from the merch table, I'm talking to Kynslie and he walks up, the possible Anberlin guy. But this is no Anberlin guy, it's Adam Burbank Lazzara.
10:56 PM I think I'm mumbling things...I remember asking someone to get a camera and Kynslie told me to go to him. I'm frozen, so I grab Kynslie's arm and we're walking toward him. Closer, closer until he's so close I could reach out and touch him. I watched him take money from a merch guy and then he turned away and was walking farther, farther. I wanted to call out, "HEY, ADAM!" But the only thing that came out was a meek, "hey..." And now I don't know whether to laugh or cry, so I'm doing something that's a combination of both as I'm watching him walk across the floor and out of my life.
11:35 PM I throw up in the bathroom of a Denny's. Classy. Probably because I've been sick and the concert pushed me over the edge. Possibly from an overwhelming disappointment in myself.

September 7, 2009: He won't escape me this time.