Lindsey Kuper (lindseykuper) wrote,
Lindsey Kuper

Three months without a moment to breathe/Now all the willful want is one good night's sleep

Tonight my favorite band played their last show with their bass player, Joel Root. I didn't really sleep last night, and then I was at work half an hour early and an hour late today, and I feel like the walking dead, but I was going to go to this concert if it meant I had to crawl home.

You know, most of the shows I go to, I'm tired of standing and ready for them to be over by the time they're over, but I really didn't want this concert to ever end. It was the best Rep show I've ever been to. Joel had come up with the set list. They started with "For the Win", which, holy crap, right? When I told Joel afterward it was my favorite song, he said that it was one of his favorites too, but that, being what it is, they had to either start or end with it, so he decided to start with it so that they could end with a rocker, "Misery by Design". Just like they used to end their shows. I loved that. Two years ago in Grinnell, it was "Misery" at the end of the set that was able to reach through the haze of social anxiety, exhaustion, and horrible Gardner Lounge acoustics to make me realize that I needed to know this band.

I met Justine from the mailing list (whose band Starlike Collision opened) and found my friend Brian (whose band, the Nix, whom I've been meaning to see for months, have their first Beat Kitchen show on Friday -- so now I know what to do with my out-of-town guests this weekend). The three of us were in front, singing and dancing our butts off, with an enthusiastic Thax Douglas just over to our left. The band was joking around, telling stories, drinking shots that people kept buying for them. It was so much fun.

Anyway, Joel says he's moving to Eugene, Oregon. That's where Tanny, the guitarist from my old band at school, just moved. It's enough to make a girl's head spin. I almost lost it when I tried to explain to Elizabeth how much this show was exactly what I needed. She asked if I needed to go have a cry with her, and I came pretty close, but decided that what I needed was to go home and sleep.



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