So I never blog anymore. I notice that all the things I want to broadcast to the world fit within 140 characters, so I'm doing a lot of Twittering. Recently, something happened that is worth me getting over my blog laziness.
I have always been a fan of Jakob Dylan. If you don't know who that is, he's the lead singer of The Wallflowers. They are currently on a 42 city tour and out of all of their shows, only three are free. One of those free shows was here in Virginia Beach. Since Jakob Dylan and I are in a long distance relationship, whether he knows that or not, I had to go to the show to give my support.
We got to the venue, which was right on the boardwalk, about twenty minutes before the opening band came on. We chose a spot to sit off to the side of the stage but we were still pretty close. I could tell the opening band was on their last couple of songs so Josh and I headed up to the stage where a handful of other people had been standing to claim their front row spot.
We waited for the band to break down and for the Wallflowers to set up. Finally, he came out on stage. I know I've seen famous people in person before, I just don't really remember who. I don't get starstruck. I have a very classy phrase I say to myself whenever I start to get intimidated and that is, "They shit too." This time though, I couldn't even think. I was utterly starstruck and probably drooling. I had a great spot right up front and I stared Jakob Dylan down hoping to catch eyes with him if even for a second. Something much greater than that happened though.
I had my DSLR around my neck and didn't go picture crazy because I didn't want to be rude. I took most of my pictures between songs and when he was singing while looking in another direction. It seemed pointless though since everyone was flashing cameras in his face. I guess i just didn't want to add to the rudeness.
They started up, One Headlight and while Jakob Dylan is singing the first verse, he looks at me. Right into my eyes. He's giving me that coy smile of his that makes all the girl's swoon and gives me eyebrows. At that point, I pretty much blacked out. I did see him motion for me to take a picture. Without breaking my gaze from him, I fumbled with my lens cap and turned my camera on. As I did that, he said, "It would be my honor, please." Of course I didn't learn this until later. My mind was mush. After he's done professing his obvious love to me, Josh said something about how it was his honor I took the picture and I was all, ok Josh, whatever. I didn't realize he was telling me what he said. I thought Josh was trying to make me feel good. If you don't believe that, you can watch the following video. Another fan that was there that night posted them. I am so grateful to her because if it weren't for me actually seeing it on video, I wouldn't have believed it happened. He starts staring at me at the 20 second mark and doesn't stop until about the 40 second mark. People! That's 20 whole seconds of Jakob Dylan and I staring into each other's eyes. I pretty much orgasmed at the thought of it.
I watched it a million times and didn't notice and it took Josh watching it once to see that Jakob Dylan asked me if I got it. I swear, my mind is mush when it comes to him. I don't even know if I answered him. I probably just stood their smiling like an idiot up at him and hopefully he just took that as a yes. The real answer though, no, unfortunately I didn't get the shot. At least not in focus. I was way too flustered to focus my camera properly. Those stage lights sure came in clear though. I could punch myself for screwing this up.
I did get some other great shots though:
After the show we stood outside their tour bus to meet them. I had always heard that Jakob Dylan is really great about meeting fans and taking pictures. At first everyone, except Jakob Dylan, came out to meet fans. I thought that was cool of him to let his bandmates go out first so he wouldn't get all the attention. After making small talk with all the Wallflowers, Jakob Dylan stepped off his tour bus and I actually shrieked like a fucking moron. Luckily, it wasn't loud and only Josh heard it. But still.
I waited patiently for my turn to get a picture. I had him sign my CD. (Also, if you like acoustic guitar and really great lyrics, get his solo CD Seeing Things. You will not regret it.) When I asked him to sign it, my voice almost disappeared and I managed to squeak out, "Can you please sign this?" and handed it to him. I felt like such a dumbass. I asked for a picture and he put his arm around me and pressed his face against mine. It was so surreal. The flash on the camera starts sputtering and Jakob Dylan and I realized the lens cap was on. We told Josh and I thought, "What the hell is he thinking." While Josh got the lens cap off, Jakob Dylan stood up a bit, since he was crouching a little to get face level with me. He didn't take his arm off me but instead, rubbed my back! Yeah, looky there, just orgasmed again. Josh took our picture and afterward, Jakob Dylan made a witty yet not mean joke at Josh's expense. I don't really remember the exact wording. Mushy mind and all.
As we were walking to the car Josh asks me, "So, did you like that lens cap trick?" I asked him what he was talking about and he said he left the lens cap on deliberately so I could have a few extra seconds with Jakob Dylan. I married the most awesome man ever. Well right after Jakob Dylan.
Ok, here's a tiny confession. I'm not going to say how I know this, but see that shirt I'm wearing in the picture? Well the part that is under Jakob Dylan's arm, smells like, well, hard working man. As soon as I smelled it, I freaked out that I smelled bad around Jakob Dylan. I immediately smelled the other side and I couldn't smell anything. I realized that it would be weird for my BO to get to the shoulder of my shirt. Also, this smell was definitely foreign. I may have smelled it a few more times. You know, just to make sure. Stop judging me.
Anyways, there it is. The reason I have come back to blogging. My boyfriend, Jakob Dylan.
