Fred again is probably the best concert I’ve ever been to. It was INSANE. The crowd, especially. They knew every song. They knew every drop. They danced and jumped and screamed like crazy. And Fred plaaayyyyeeeddd us. Omg. He was so visibly stoked. He would just keep singing songs even after they were over because we were reacting so much, singing along, screaming for more. I’ve never gone to a concert that was that animated and energetic and hyped. It was insane. AND…elevated that much more because I think it’s the best album I’ve heard in a very long time. One that Liz and I have been playing almost nonstop for a year. We played it particularly when Coco died. Made me cry, actually, listening to it today—took me right back to that time and thoughts of her.
I just know that it gets better with time. I just know that—
I’m buzzing. It was insane. People were crying, Liz and I included. I think it’s how personal and raw his music is. Super vulnerable. Just incredible experience, and it made me miss and love Coco a lot. And Bear. And Joy and Coops.
And though the night is dark, it won’t be very long.
Work today was rough. I was a bit of a basket case for the above reasons, but I did my best. More work tomorrow. Gotta get this book out the door.
Night.