Last night I was blessed enough to attend the Ray LaMontagne concert with Leona Naess opening. This was my birthday present to myself and let me tell you...it was the best one yet. My amazing friend Chauncy attended with me for an evening of food and fun. Our parking experience was one of the funnest memories I have of us. Between the two of us we can parralel park and drive a stick shift...although we can both only do 1 of those :) Needless to say I'm sure we got some looks of confusion as we laughed in an awkward hysteria.
The show was held at McCall Hall in Seattle. The structure itself should not be counted out due to the medium size. The inside welcomes strangers with glass and a lightness to it. Since it was my birthday present I decided we were going to have good seats. The entrance to the lower level is a long hallway only lit by the small circular track lighting. The crimson red paint from beginning to end puts a sence of eagerness and excitment in all that walk these halls. Only to open up to a wonderful sea of chairs complimented by the green, brown and blue colors.
The show started and Leona Naess appears on stage. Her bairfeet make a distant sound as they grace the stage. Her orange summer dress pops in the black background. She begins to sing and the room is filled with a light, airy, yet jaw dropping grace. She sings awkwardly with her body moving to the emotion that floats through the air. There is a timidness to her that is cute and almost childlike.
I highly reccomend checking out the true talents of Leona Naess.
Then, the moment came. My heart begins to beat, my arms tickle with goosebumps. I am ready to see the man who has settled my soul for many days. "123 and" he whispers and the sound begins. An upbeat version of "You Are the Best Thing" opens the show. I can't help but display a large smile as my favorite artist whails into the night. His knee buckles as he dances, moving to the beat of his own music. His arm stokes the guitar in a very fast, not to mention visually strong, motion. Almost as if it was mocking a Metronom, swift and cutting it it's movement. He speaks little. Saying only a small handfull of sentences, still with a humbled shyness and meekness to his voice. He stands, graciously on the stage, thanking the stagehand each time he brings a new guitar. The mention of his first show in Seattle brought smiles and cheers. His hopes of 80 people were blown away at what he described as 400 waiting fans launching his success. He thanks 103.7 The Mountain for taking a chance on this man quiet in personality, yet loud in music and emotional expression. He is my favorite artist and his lack of words don't mean a thing when it comes to talent.
3 comments:
This were a good good read. Would love to have her Leona.
:) Fun times, I'm glad I was there. I still have his soft voice in my head. Aaah.
sounds like an amazing evening. i will have to listen since you taught me to like citizen cope. i am going to seattle in february do you want to drive up and have dinner with me on sunday evening? feb 22. i will fly out on monday if you say yes.
its our birthdays! the big dog gave me a new imac with a big screen and loaded to the gills with memory. my present to myself was a new firearm. what did Tall get for you or am i asking to early? what do you want from me? want some cookies? i know a great baker that ships. xo
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