Twitterpaited. That is the best description for how I feel. This will not be a cohesive blog post, but when is it ever? Perhaps unbeknownst to my bff Joe Jones, a strong magical bond equivalent to the Unbreakable Vow was formed as we lapped up the musical styling of Mason Jennings at First Ave tonight (it being the 26 November 2011).
Mason is a musical genius. He displayed his versatility by hopping from one instrument to another. Instruments aside, it is... was... always has been his lyrics that gnawed at this heart and intellect of mine. Let’s see if I remember the playlist of songs from this evening.... Be Here Now, Your New Man, Nothing, Butterfly, California, Darkness Between the Fireflies, Summer Dress, Jackson Square, and so many more. He did a cover of the Ramone’s classic “I wanna be sedated” and he gave a nod toward Chuck Berry. Big breaths. It was pure delight. Mason Jennings is by far my favorite musician, which only makes the rest of this post even better....
At the end of the night, Joe and I made our way towards the merchandise table. Oh boy. If there ever was an advantage to being just shy of 64 inches, it was tonight. We effortlessly made our way to the table and picked out the gifts we wanted for ourselves. No sooner had we completed our monetary exchanges, but the man himself appeared. He came to sign his autograph, pose in pictures, and talk with the fans. Now I must write one regret. If there ever was a time to carry a digital camera, it was tonight. Anyway, there was no time for regrets. I was able to rip off the plastic encasing on my CD before I jumped ahead, smiled, extended my hand and said, “Excellent job tonight!” He returned a warm smile and offered his appreciation. I asked if he would sign the inside cover of the CD I bought (it was the only white background I had with me). He asked me my name and so I spelled it for him. He thought it was COOL!!!!!!!! Don’t get me wrong, I also think I have one cool name. It fits me perfectly as an individual. But for Mason Jennings to say it the way he did causes my hands to start shaking again. He smiled differently as I spelled each letter. Given his depth with words, I felt that I could see the wheels turning with that name. I once said to a friend that I would love to have a song written about me. Soon after, I discovered Mason Jennings and realized within the first 10 seconds of hearing him for the first time that he could easily be the writer of such a song. I do not think that my brief moment with him this evening brings me one step closer to making it happen. And it is NOT the reason why I am so giddy. Rather, I think that our brief encounter was a collision of epic proportion for reasons that I feel can only best be described in a song... written by me. HA! That is the big result! He serves as a trigger. An impetus. A catalyst. Call it whatever you want, but my writing block has lifted. Thank you Joe for the best belated birthday memory ever. Thank you Nate for directing me to Mason Jennings. And lastly, thank you Mason for a magical night.
Twitterpaited. Yes, that is the right word for tonight.
