Greetings, my lovely Mraz ladies!
This post may seem a little sudden, I am well aware. I've noticed the lack of activity in our physical blog, although, (as per usual), our personal and social networking contact is flourishing. I'm sorry to say I have in fact been contributing to the problem... my last post was to commemorate my solo in the final choir concert of the school year around JUNE. It wasn't even Jason related! So please know, the following post has been steadily making its way to the front lobe of my brain for awhile now... it just wasn't until tonight when I went on Twitter and saw that one Tristan Prettyman had been awakened to our existence by our darling Christina, and the message went out that Mraz KNEW WHO WE WERE. Its kind of mind boggling, and incredibly hard for me to wrap my mind around. So I thought, what the hell?! Now is the time. Just post already. Here comes the story of my first Jason Mraz concert, and the lengths I went to make it even possible for me to be there on November 12th, 2008.
At the time, I was a few months into my 8th grade year (yeaaah, I know I'm young). I had come across Jason Mraz's music (to my best approximation) earlier that year, through Vh1's top 20 video countdown, or so I thought at the time... see my first post to this blog. I got my hands on all three studio albums, along with the "Jason Mraz Live" album, and began checking the website frequently. Egads! There just so happened to be a tour date coming up in a month or two in my home city of Portland. However, I put it in the back of my mind, surely based on my newly-christened teenage delusion that seats would not be sold out by the time I could get my hands on enough dough to get myself (and of course my loyal mother) tickets to see the show. By the time I had the sudden realization that I had a check from one of my uncles leftover from birthday time that I could use to buy tickets, it was around two weeks before the concert, and tickets were SOLD OUT. Tears fell. Never ever think that they didn't when it comes to me. By now this remarkable man I had spent countless hours of internet time watching an endless sea of clips over had become my favorite musician, and most certainly one of my favorite people out there on Earth. But "sold out" was merely a road-block on the road to the Arlene Shnitzer concert hall to me. After that first tearful night, I began asking around. Were there any tickets to be released the day of the show at the box office? Around how expensive were the average tickets from scalpers? How likely was it that I could get said tickets? And perhaps most important at all, would my mother be willing to make such gambles on the off chance I could see my idol for an hour or two, sacrificing some of her precious time used to watch the pre-recorded episodes of Oprah Tivo'd earlier in the day while she was at work?
The day of the concert arrived, and I still of course had all my priorities straight. I called my mom as soon as I could get to the drama room for practice, and asked her if she would please just let me go and try to get tickets. She had other plans. The classic Portland rainstorm had set in, and she was not in any way interested in standing outside in the rain and cold for an hour trying to find some rare person trying to get rid of their tickets, after struggling for ten minutes to get parking, when she could instead be warm and dry at home with time to eat dinner to boot. I told her that no matter what, I was going, and hung up the phone.
Play practice gets out, I get into the car and she hasn't changed her mind. It's pouring outside, and it's around 5:30, peak rush hour. Of course. I finally convince her to take me, promising we would stay for no more than half an hour, and that if we went home unsuccessful, I'd give her many foot rubs and clean for an hour and a half straight. And so "the night" began. We hit the freeway and got stuck in a patch of traffic about halfway to downtown, and so I just closed my eyes and... meditated? Prayed? I'm not a big pray-er... or even that big of a meditater, but I dug down deep and just wished and wished and wished. The traffic broke through, and we made it downtown. And this is the part I'm most proud of. The rain stopped. There was no trouble whatsoever with parking. As soon as we walked a block to the actual venue, we found fairly good tickets at a very reasonable price, and within 8 minutes of parking the car, I was sitting in my seat waiting for the truly delightful Lisa Hannigan to take the stage. The magic I had been dying to experience live was finally here, right in front of me.
Looking back on this night, I see it as my first tangible experience of seeing the Universe being on my side, and the power of determination. I always associate Jason himself as bringing me hope for my own future because of this night. He's brought me so much really, especially the women of this blog. I don't know where I'd be without some of them. I've truly made some of my best friends out of this place. I don't think I'd be the same person if he'd never been in my life the way he has. And if you do ever read this, Jason, I wish you all the best in your own future and know that on any given day, you'll always have us on your side. We care a whole damn lot. Also, I'm seriously sorry this damn thing was so long. I'm a very emotional being.
All the best, ladies! Hope you enjoyed my little story :) Here's to the future!
Love,
Elise
@LovelyLisey on Twitter
Showing posts with label Elise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elise. Show all posts
"You Don't Own Me"
Hey hey ladies! Been awhile since you've heard from me, super sorry :(
In any case, last week I had a solo at my school's end-of-the-year Song and Dance Extravaganza, "Trojanantics". The song is you don't own me, and I had the second solo.
Thought I'd give it a post, because A) I promised some people, namely Sasha, I would. and B) I wouldn't even be singing if it weren't for the immense inspiration from JM.
Again, I'll post when I get the chance!
Much love,
Lisey
In any case, last week I had a solo at my school's end-of-the-year Song and Dance Extravaganza, "Trojanantics". The song is you don't own me, and I had the second solo.
Thought I'd give it a post, because A) I promised some people, namely Sasha, I would. and B) I wouldn't even be singing if it weren't for the immense inspiration from JM.
Again, I'll post when I get the chance!
Much love,
Lisey
Lisey's Happy Songs :)
My turn!
1. Waters of March by Anya Marina
I just heard this song for the first time Saturday, but it's already one of my "ultimate" happy songs. The lyrics are super pretty, and it just makes you want to smile.
2. Electric Twist by A Fine Frenzy
You can't escape the happiness of this song. And the video certainly adds to it :)
3. Dr. Yang by Ben Folds
I cannot listen to this song without dancing in some form. Ben Folds is a genius, and there is nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.
4. Summerboy by Lady Gaga
Also, nobody can take away my extreme love for Lady Gaga. This song makes me want to dance around the beach with a certain fedora-lover takin' my picture with a polaroid camera :) Just makes me happy :D
So... that's all for now? :) Hope you enjoy
1. Waters of March by Anya Marina
I just heard this song for the first time Saturday, but it's already one of my "ultimate" happy songs. The lyrics are super pretty, and it just makes you want to smile.
2. Electric Twist by A Fine Frenzy
You can't escape the happiness of this song. And the video certainly adds to it :)
3. Dr. Yang by Ben Folds
I cannot listen to this song without dancing in some form. Ben Folds is a genius, and there is nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.
4. Summerboy by Lady Gaga
Also, nobody can take away my extreme love for Lady Gaga. This song makes me want to dance around the beach with a certain fedora-lover takin' my picture with a polaroid camera :) Just makes me happy :D
So... that's all for now? :) Hope you enjoy
All bets are off from this point on...
Lately I've been a big promoter of taking initiative. You know this especially if you follow me on Twitter... It's clearly been on my mind for the past couple of days. Whether it's been asking to be Facebook friends with a guy from my school who I find attractive, but have never spoken to, to entering contests, or opening up IM with someone who I haven't talked to in years, leaps of faith have been something I've been thinking about over the past couple of days.
I believe that no matter what choice we make, it will ultimately be the correct one. Once you make a choice, there's no going back, so therefore it must be "meant to be". So taking chances can really only bring good. Let's face things head on! So far my "taking chances" state of mind has been working out well. That guy? He accepted my friend request. That contest? I wound up winning a free and signed Anya Marina CD. That IM? Well... I learned a powerful lesson on how people can change, even if only two or three years have passed.
What choice will you make today?
"It's never too late to jump out,
I'm teaching myself to fly.
I'm willing to hit the ground when I decide
It's never too late to save the only life you can save.
It's never too late to start,
You're never too old to try.
Wherever is home, the heart is,
and my heart's inside."
I believe that no matter what choice we make, it will ultimately be the correct one. Once you make a choice, there's no going back, so therefore it must be "meant to be". So taking chances can really only bring good. Let's face things head on! So far my "taking chances" state of mind has been working out well. That guy? He accepted my friend request. That contest? I wound up winning a free and signed Anya Marina CD. That IM? Well... I learned a powerful lesson on how people can change, even if only two or three years have passed.
What choice will you make today?
"It's never too late to jump out,
I'm teaching myself to fly.
I'm willing to hit the ground when I decide
It's never too late to save the only life you can save.
It's never too late to start,
You're never too old to try.
Wherever is home, the heart is,
and my heart's inside."
Little Moments
Sooo... I got my hair cut yesterday, on Wednesday.
As I was walking out of the bathroom at the salon, what do I hear?
Only my favorite song in the entire world.
Today. I was just walking into my fun day at Six Flags Discovery Kingdom. I hear some guy talking at one of those big stage things saying he's gonna play some music.
First song.
Little moments like these make me smile.
I love you, Jason Mraz :)
(P.S.- I was ASTONISHED to see that I had to go all the way back a page to see all the new posts! So great to see all the posting love :) Welcome newbies, as well! Follow me on Twitter- @LiseyEldridge )
As I was walking out of the bathroom at the salon, what do I hear?
Only my favorite song in the entire world.
Today. I was just walking into my fun day at Six Flags Discovery Kingdom. I hear some guy talking at one of those big stage things saying he's gonna play some music.
First song.
Little moments like these make me smile.
I love you, Jason Mraz :)
(P.S.- I was ASTONISHED to see that I had to go all the way back a page to see all the new posts! So great to see all the posting love :) Welcome newbies, as well! Follow me on Twitter- @LiseyEldridge )
Just Wanted To Share
Not sure if anyone's heard this song, but right now it is the most played song ever on my iTunes :)
So, so, beautiful. But what else could you expect?
Much love.
So, so, beautiful. But what else could you expect?
Much love.
Hello There :)
I know almost nothing about any of the ladies that contribute to this blog, and I'm sure you know even less about me, but I can say right now that I am absolutely thrilled to become a part of a community like this.
My name is Elise, you can call me that, or Lisey, or whatever else suits your fancy. I live in the beautiful and rainy Portland, OR, and I'm 14 (and a half!) years old. I don't know if that would make me the youngest of the people who contribute on here, but I'm guessing it does.
I suppose you could call me a Mraz fan since I was 6 or 7, but I didn't really know it since I was about 12. My mom and I used to hear "The Remedy" play on the radio, and when Jason would sing 'you were born on the 4th of July', my mom would tell me that it was my song, that it was written for me (I was born early morning on the 5th). And when I was about 9, Jason recorded a live version of "Wordplay" at a local radio station, which got put out on a CD, which my mom and I bought. I listened to the song constantly, and once I even sang the whole thing, word for word, at a party held at my house. It wasn't until "I'm Yours" was released as a single that I finally realized who this incredible man was. I've basically been obsessed ever since.
Once again, I'm so excited to become a part of the Mraz Women. I can't wait to hear and share our experiences together :)
Much love,
Elise
My name is Elise, you can call me that, or Lisey, or whatever else suits your fancy. I live in the beautiful and rainy Portland, OR, and I'm 14 (and a half!) years old. I don't know if that would make me the youngest of the people who contribute on here, but I'm guessing it does.
I suppose you could call me a Mraz fan since I was 6 or 7, but I didn't really know it since I was about 12. My mom and I used to hear "The Remedy" play on the radio, and when Jason would sing 'you were born on the 4th of July', my mom would tell me that it was my song, that it was written for me (I was born early morning on the 5th). And when I was about 9, Jason recorded a live version of "Wordplay" at a local radio station, which got put out on a CD, which my mom and I bought. I listened to the song constantly, and once I even sang the whole thing, word for word, at a party held at my house. It wasn't until "I'm Yours" was released as a single that I finally realized who this incredible man was. I've basically been obsessed ever since.
Once again, I'm so excited to become a part of the Mraz Women. I can't wait to hear and share our experiences together :)
Much love,
Elise
