Beale Street Music Festival 2009!

[sosobriquet]

So a friend and I went to the Beale Street Music Festival this weekend. It was rainy and muddy and cold, BUT SO MUCH FUN!

Friday we were late so we skipped and snuck into Beale Street. Well, first we attempted to get in the legal way. I didn't get carded at the gate, but R did. So she called me back to get carded. Good one, there, R! Have you forgotten that I, unlike you, am not yet 21?

No worries though! Connections are win! Someone got us in the back way, and we partied in his bar for awhile. We danced on the stage. R had some alcohol, I did not. J, the handy connection, dumped alcohol in her lap and blamed it on her. They're related - so no harm, no foul. And he got her a rose in apology. This means I had to drive R's car home, as she smelled of alcohol and neither of us wanted to risk her getting a breathalyzer test even if she wasn't buzzing at all.  To my Dodge Durango, ilu even if I bitch at you all the time.

NO PICS FROM FRIDAY. Man, I wish I had taken my camera. Plenty of time for that later when I turn 21 and can legitimately go party at J's place on Beale.

HIGHLIGHTS: FUCKING BEALE STREET, MAN! J pretty much tossing R's drink into her lap. Dancing on the DJ stage with J and R and two other people who's names I do not know.

Saturday we hung around in the cold and rain and mud for an hour, waiting to meet Thriving Ivory. Sans raingear of any kind. Not the funnest thing ever, let me tell you.

I met them and said "hello, I think you guts are made of awesome", politely refused the cups being handed out by a radio station for signing (as nobody else seemed to have anything for them to sign), and asked them to sign my jacket and my cd. They did. They looked kind of pleased that someone had thought to bring something like a cd for them to sign. I also got my picture taken with them

Wandered around in the cold and wet andmuck for an hour or so more, waiting on them to play. When they got set up, they apologised for their lateness. Apparently they got stuck in Atlanta, GA when their flights kept getting cancelled. They made it though! I think I would have cried if they didn't.

The first song they played was "For Heaven's Sake", a favorite of mine, shown here.

Although, arguably, they're all favorites of mine. Next up was "Alien". Followed by "Long Hallway With A Broken Light". And then came "Hey Lady", possibly my most favorite, with "Light Up Mississippi" directly after. And he kind of killed the micstand at the very start of "Light Up Mississippi". I even caught it on video! Check it out!

Most of the band left the stage for one song, leaving Clayton (lead vocals) and Scott (piano and keys). They played "Our December", a song they released as a digital single for the make-a-wish foundation.  The rest of the band returned and played some more songs, and closed with "Angels on the Moon". I caught the first little bit of it on camera, then gave up because my arms were tired and I wanted to properly enjoy the song. By which I mean jumping up and down and screaming like the fangirl I am. If you guys want to see it, yell at me and I'll post it.

Pics!
Yeah, that's me. And Clayton (left), Brett (middle), and Drew (right). And no, my glasses will not stay up. Absolutely refuse to.
That's where they signed my CD. It says "TI <3's U". Do not even ask how much I squee'd. There are not words.
I kind of want his jacket, fyi.
Maybe I shouldn't point out that I spent some of the show wondering what was in his pockets, but  have so it's too late now. I promise it's not a crazy stalker tendency so much as I always wonder wtf someone has in their pockets when they wear tight pants and stuff stuff in their pockets.
That boy can sing! And Brett can play and make silly faces. And I like Paul's hair. I wish I could have caught that drumstick he tossed at the end.
Scott's on the keyboard over to the left. I completely did not zoom out enough to get him in this picture with Brett and Paul, which was kind of the objective. ;___;
So he gets his very own pic! I was only somewhat motivated by guilt. He's awesome.
Clayton in an amusing pose. Drew doin' his guitar thing in the background ... and a dude and his nose and yellow poncho there in the corner?
Drummerboy Paul is just too adorable. I want to ruffle his hair! Too bad I didn't get to meet him and Scott when I met the others ... but it is on my to-do list!
That's gotta be an iPod or something in his pocket. Maybe a phone. A pack of cigarettes? idk. The jacket returns! Not really, he took it off after a couple of songs and it stayed off. Somehow my picures got out of order. Somehow, irdc. He has some tatoos. I don't think I got a picture.
It's like there was some kind of "look stage left" cue, or something.

Annnd .... that's pretty much it for Thriving Ivory stuff. No tattoo pics, sadly. Damn, how did I miss that? I blame it on trying not to asplode with happy.

I have another video or two on my youtube, and a few more pictures on my photobucket. Check 'em out if you want to. Name's lovelessnoire on both.

HIGHLIGHTS: THRIVING FRICKIN' IVORY! Need I say more? Why, yes! Clayton killing the mic. Twice. Also, he said that as California natives, they were a long way from home ... but there was one very cool thing they'd noticed about the South, and that was "the ladies you keep locked up down here." Epic Win, in my book.

And my play-by-play for Sunday will just have to wait til tomorrow because my babies need feeding.