I went to see Deftones and Alice in Chains last night in Toronto. It was a great show and I'll post more in the future from it. But I need to get this off of my chest now.

For me I've had self love / self esteem issues for most of my life now. When I saw this song last night it has basically opened up the floodgates. I haven't listened to anything from Jars of Flies for years as I never bought the CD even though I should. I've always had more of an emotional connection with Alice in Chains than any other "Grunge" era band. Dirt embedded itself into my mind right when it came out. I don't want to get into details about it from back in the day but it fired on all cylinders. So needless to say I've been crying uncontrollably since I got back from Toronto tonight. What's even crazier is I had a total heart felt breakthrough conversation with them as I'm just in a very vulnerable place right now. Anyway here it is music starts at 1:20



Here is a the facebook update that I never bothered to post:

Holy Shit! This song last night just took me to an emotional place that I've been avoiding for a decade. It was the one spiritual experience that I've been seeking all this summer concert season. Sorry if it's TMI but I've had self love issues for most of my life, Lane so tapped into how it feels even though I guess he was writing about his addition. Plus I haven't listened to anything off of Jars of Flies for years.

If you want the original version with Layne

Lyrics

I came across this randomly tonight and thought that it was pretty cool. It kind of reminds me of Crystal Beach and Olcott Beach. I have no idea why I am so drawn to abandoned amusement parks. Maybe it was abandoned around the time I was born and just slowly decayed or something along those lines. But WOW!

These must be the same kind of D-F**K's that flip and wreck on the 198 thinking that it's a "Real Highway" while in reality the speed limit should be 45 mph.



But seriously how do you do that unless you're doing around 50 mph? Allen St really doesn't want cars on it, that's why you hold your breath driving down it as you're praying that you keep your side view mirrors.

Here is the 2nd band from Vampire Weekend, Beach House. Needless to say when I'm down in the SRQ this winter I will be listening to this when I'm walking on Siesta Key / Crescent Beach. Not because of the name of the band although that helps, but I just love the "dream pop" sound...

I went last night to Toronto after work and treated myself to a Molson Canadian Amphitheatre Show. I couldn't find anyone to go with me and with the venue being only 40% sold I was lucky to unload my ticket at the gate, even though it was less than cost.

What counted was I was able to make the show for the two bands I wanted to see as I left Buffalo at 5 after work, hung out at the MCA until midnight taking in the big city hipsters, getting home at 1:30 AM and then making it to work this morning 10 minutes early. Needless to say that everything lined up for me as I had a pretty descent time even by myself.

Anyway I was finally able to get floor tickets and take a video that is worth of being one of the "cool" kids at the Amphitheatre:



or if that doesn't work here is the HD link

The only downside is that my battery conked out shortly thereafter and I also realized that my backup was drained as well :-( Anyway watching and dancing hit the spot for all that I have been going through mentally these days anyway.