Shoreline Ampitheater, Mountain View, CA
Written by Michelle.
Saw Mr. Gorgeous, John Mayer, in concert last night. It was awesome. Would have been twice as awesome without the screaming hoardes of teenage girls who weren't even born yet when he talks about "1983" Didn't kill my buzz totally though...
Some highlights:
* Got there early enough to grab eats and drinks and hit the ATM before any of the headliners, but missed Maroon 5 totally (which was fine, because I only knew the one song from the radio anyways.) As we stood in line, some junior mints asked us to buy them beer. My GOD, am I that old already?? We politely declined.
* While munching, we enjoyed the side stage show, featuring David Ryan Harris. Very good lyricist (enjoyed everything he played, and he was even not offended when the entire audience got up to catch the Crows.-the mark of a good man.) However, he did open a song by referring to his ex-wife, "the bitch", which was mildly annoying. Really liked his acoustic guitar playing however, so he is forgiven. Who knows, maybe his ex-wife really IS a bitch.
* We then heard the Counting Crows start, so we moseyed to our seats, upper concourse, last row. Downfall was being really far from the stage, but one benefit was that we were dead center, so the tiny singers were really clear. We got reprimanded for sitting on the seats wrong. Party poopers.
* Crows were good, played a lot of standards, like "Mr. Jones", "American Girls", and "Big Yellow Taxi" (not "Round Here"- so I was a tiny bit disappointed.) Adam Duritz sported his usual dred-pompom updo, this kept me amused.
* We took a pee break after the Counting Crows, and after a frustratingly long wait in line in the girls line, Josie, myself and an unknown third girl party headed for the front of the boys line. What gentlemen, they didn't even gripe about us cutting in line! We did get hollers from the guys stating that they weren't going to cover themselves on our behalves. We balked and shouted, "You don't have anything we haven't seen before." Josie and I ended up waiting for the other girl, who turned into a silly thing, whining about the condition of the stalls. I say if you aren't prepared for nastiness, don't go into the men's room.
* We hit our seats just in time to catch John come out. He had an electric guitar, which for some reason surprised me. I expected an acoustic set to begin, I think. He got "My Stupid Mouth", "No Such Thing" and a few from "Inside Wants Out" out of the way first, crescendo-ing to "Wonderland," Making every girl there from the ages of 15 to 55 weak in the knees. A better make-out song has never been written. I was hoping he'd do some more covers like I had heard before on downloads, but he didn't. He did however showcase some of his breathtaking blues riffs, that had my head swimming and my nerves all a-tingle. The show seemed over too quickly, until the crowd starting shouting "one more song!" (Did the word "encore" become passe'?) so he came out alone for Neon (a personal favorite- which he claimed not to have done in a while), and '83- finished off with choruses from 1983 (Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Let's Hear It For The Boy.) Awesome encore. He was full of the usual awesome banter he is noramlly pretty well known for, but possessing the world's worst memory, I can now remember none of it, besides saying that "...Wonderland" is not about anyne in particular. Which made me like it even more.
* The endcap to our night featured a parking lot search for the car. It was a brisk walk that helped us work off our garlic fries. (:
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