Current mood:	gleeful
Current music:	BA-DA BUh-DA DA-BUh da da- duh duh!

June 26, 2007

 I want to say the date myself because I can hardly believe it.  This was without a doubt, bar none- the best night of my life.


I went to the Feist and Grizzly Bear show at the fillmore.  Kevin Drew featured on Feist's Encore with "Major Debut Label" AMAZING!!

Feist sat at her piano and asked if anyone in the crowd was a classical pianist.  A real classical pianist that went to a conservatory and did levels.  One person to her left said they did- but she asked which conservatory they went to and which level they were at and they gave away that they really weren't a classical pianist.  I raised my hand, which Louise pulled even higher and started yelling, "HER! SHE DOES! HER!"- Feist mutherfuckin pulled me up on stage and told me to play something.  She asked what my name was and I told her, "Melissa" then said, "okay Melissa, play something really good and really complicated- Give it up for Melissa!" I began to play "Reverie" by Debussy, which THANKFULLY (oh mutherfucking lord, THANKFULLY) I had DOWN because I had played it at a recital on the 10th.  So, I played it, dynamics all over the place- I just got into it.  I just pretended I was playing at my recital and just got into it.  Some asshole yelled "Free bird" in the middle to which I wanted to yell out "jerk, " but whatever- I kept going.  In addition to my hero- the woman I wished was my MOTHER, sister, and blood relation.  I finished half of the song cuz I could tell the crowd was getting impatient and quite frankly I didn't  wanna tackle MORE of the song- plus it was a good ending.    MY FUCKING GOD.  People yelled and screamed I felt like a rock star.  It truly was AMAZING.  I gave a bow and Feist came up behind me saying "Thank You! Thank you! Good Job!" I dropped down into the crowd and got a good pat on the back from everyone around me then enjoyed the rest of the show.  During the Encore break a guy came out of now where and shook my hand asking me who I was.  He apparently worked for SPIN magazine! He was reviewing the show and asked me my name, city I lived in, age-- I met him a couple of times after the show and he was incredibly sweet and kept on talking to me about the show.  Everyone was incredibly sweet- I thought that everyone would have forgotten me by the end of the show but everyone came up and gave me proverbial pats on the back.  Except for one guy but I think he was drunk.  I felt like a rockstar! left and right people kept congratulating me on a performances that I couldn't even remember doing because it was so surreal! I talked to another guy who actually knew who Debussy was and we talked about classical music and John Adams (contemperary minimalist type composer)- he told me that he could tell I was I got really in to it.  hahah the reporter guy asked if I was a "plant"- thought that I was planted in the audience.  I wanted to tell him that I was certainly not- I can't even get back stage to thank Feist and tell her I love her music.  I talked to the Roadie of Feist or Grizzly Bear and told him to tell Feist, from me "Thank you and you're my hero and I love her."  He was incredibly sweet also.  He shook my hand and held it sincerely saying I was really really good- damnit, I want his job.  Good Loooord to add to the night- after the show they were giving out posters- me and louise exited out right before they ran out.  So louise looked around on the ground for any and one of the security guards asked what was wrong and we told them we had no posters, so he ordered two more for us aaaand we gottem!  Afterward Louise and I blasted Feist, went to her house grabbed her guitar and broken social scene CD's, and drove to the top of the world and just jammed.  wonderful wonderful spectacular  beautiful night


I don't think I could have even dreamt this up.  I'm deliriously happy and astonished