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Dead Man’s Bones Concert: Part 2

In case you missed it, you can  click here to read all about my first Dead Man’s Bones concert experience.

There are times when I’m glad to have a blog and this is one of those times.

I feel like I need to get all these details recorded properly so when I’m 95 years old and possibly unable to chew my food or recall my own name,  I will still be able to ask someone to read this back to me so I can remember the feeling of pure unadulterated bliss that I experienced that one cold October weekend in 2009.

The evening in DC started off on the same crazy note as it did in Philly.  We arrived at the concert venue (this time a Synagogue) and had another unexpected Gos-sighting.

We were walking to get a place in line and my friend glanced through these two double doors and said, “Oh my God, there he is!!!“  I backed up to peek in, and lo and behold, THERE HE WAS!!!!!!  I squealed and ran away like I was about eight years old.  Scratch that.  My eight year old daughter wouldn’t have even reacted like that big of a lunatic.  Clearly, I need professional help.

We took our place in line (much closer to the front–thank goodness) and waited in the pouring down, freezing rain for the doors to open.  It was painfully cold.  By the time I got inside, my feet were so numb I thought there was a very good possibility that they might actually fall off.

Something funny happened as we waited.  The security guard came out to tell us that there was only five more minutes and he said, “Ladies and gentle–oops, I guess I should just say ladies.  Wow, there are sure are a lot of you ladies here tonight.”

I guess to an outsider it would seem a little funny to see so many grown women waiting in the pouring rain for hours to see some random band.  Little did he know that it would take a combination of the biggest blizzard/tornado/tsunami/hurricane the world has ever seen to even make us think about getting out of that line.  Surely, a little rain and cold wasn’t going to stop us.

Once we got into the Synagogue, we made our way to the front and were seated about 3 rows from the stage.  I was ecstatic to see how close we had gotten!

Once again, Dead Man’s Bones put on an incredible show!  I loved being so close.  I could really see all the cute expressions that Ryan made while he was singing.  There were a few times that I had to remind myself to breathe.  By the time the concert ended, I actually felt dizzy.

Several other times I had to grip my friend’s leg.  I’m not really sure why I did this.  Maybe it was so that I could stop myself from passing out.  Either that or I thought at any given moment I might actually run up on stage and rip Ryan’s clothes right off.  I just felt compelled to brace myself multiple times during the concert.  (Kate, if you have bruises on your leg from my death grips, I am so sorry.)

Honestly, can you really blame me?  Look at these photos that someone with a better camera than me snapped last night:

Can you really say for sure that you wouldn’t have been just as crazed as me if this is what was standing about ten feet in front of you?

There was one part in particular that just about did me in.  Ryan was singing a song (I forget which one) and he started breathing heavily into the microphone.   Seriously, the word hot doesn’t even begin to describe how it sounded.  Um, yeah.  I’ll just leave it at that because this is a PG rated blog and I don’t think it would be proper to elaborate.  Just trust me, it was HOT!!!

Another favorite part was when they performed one of the new songs that isn’t on the cd.  Ryan sung it almost “a capella” and let me tell you that it had to be one of the most romantic songs I’ve ever heard in my entire life.  The way he sung it was just beautiful.  He had his eyes closed for most of the song and his voice was so vulnerable and tender.  My friend Kate looked over at me and at the same time we both whispered to each other that we wondered who he was thinking about when he sung this song.  Of course, you all know who I hoped he was thinking about.

I bought a t-shirt after the show (which I of course I had to wear to bed last night) and then we went back outside to wait for Ryan and Zach to come out.  It was still raining so I was starting to get worried that they wouldn’t be signing autographs or taking pictures.  There was also a much larger group of girls waiting this time which also concerned me.  I wondered if this might scare them away.  To me, it looked almost like a mob of crazy stalkers just waiting to attack.  They frightened me so I can only imagine what Ryan and Zach must have been thinking. (Don’t you just love how I talk about them as if I wasn’t a part of the madness.)

To pass the time, my friend Kate and I discussed our strategy.  Yes, this time I was on a mission and I wasn’t going to let my nerves take over and ruin everything again.  I had 3 goals tonight:

1. I wanted Zach and Ryan to sign my cd case.
2. I wanted to actually talk to Ryan instead of just standing there looking like a zombie.
3. I wanted to get close enough to smell him.

We devised a foolproof plan to achieve all 3 of these goals.  Now that the plan was set, it was time to put it into action.

First up, Zach came out.  I approached him hesitantly because my friend Kate said, “Girl, I wonder if he is going to recognize you from last night.“  Ugh, the pressure.  I wondered the same thing, but felt like with all the girls they meet that he probably wouldn’t.

He took the cd case and looked up and said, “Heyyyy, I remember you.” He asked me how I thought the show compared to last night and we chatted a bit.  Once again, I was totally blown away by his amazing personality.  I gushed about him a lot in the last post, so I won’t repeat the same stuff but just know that he is still cute as ever and everything I said still applies.

Here is a pic of him signing:

And here is a close-up of his autograph:

[Sidenote:  I think my husband has a bit of a man-crush on Zach.  Both he and my friend's husband couldn't stop talking about the impression that he made on them on the ride home in the car.  It isn't like I blame them, but it was actually pretty funny to hear them gush about him.]

We had a few more minutes to wait until Ryan came out.  I tried to center myself so that I would not make the same mistakes that I made the previous night.  I took deep cleansing breaths.  I practiced my lines in my head.  I was determined to get this right!

Here is how it all went down:

When it was our turn, I approached Ryan and asked him to sign my cd case.  I was shaking like a leaf but I managed to get the words out.  While he was signing, I worked up enough nerve to ask him my question.  As the words left my mouth, I kept thinking to myself that my voice sounded so weird.  Has that ever happened to you?  I don’t know how to explain it.  It just sounded like I was talking in slow motion or something.  It sounded like this to me:

“Heyyy, IIII waaaassss wonddeeerrrinnngg abbbbouttt thhhhee nnneewwwww songgggsss yoooouuu sunnnggg tonnniggghttt.  Doooo youuu thinnnnkkk yooouuu willlll reelleeeasse themmmmm?”

Ugh.

Luckily, he was able to understand the complex language of  Fan-Girl, but in case you weren’t able to I will translate for you.  I asked him about the new songs they performed at the concert. I told him that I loved them (which I did!!) and wanted to know if they had any plans to release them.  He thanked me and said that they were planning to release them but didn’t like the way they came out when they recorded them for this album.  He said they needed to redo them and he hoped they would release them down the road.  This isn’t a word for word transcript of the conversation but I’m pretty sure that is what he said.  Let me remind you that my brain was still pretty much mush at this point.

[Looking at that photo, I wonder if I could retrieve the DNA from that pen and cd case for cloning purposes.  If anyone reading this has directions on how to accomplish this, please email me privately.]

Close up of Ryan’s autograph:

I will cherish that cd case forever and ever.

After he finished signing, it was time to put phase two of the plan into action.

My friend Kate said, “Hey Ryan, we are here celebrating her birthday.  Do you think that she could get a birthday hug.”

There was a split second where I worried that he might say no, but he responded in the sweetest voice I think I’ve ever heard in my whole life, “Oh no, you missed it.  We  just sung Happy Birthday a few minutes ago.  You should have been here.“  Then he opened his arms up for the hug.  I felt like I was about to melt but I pulled myself together and nearly leapt into his arms.

I made sure to take a deep breath to take it all in this time.

Now, at this point in the story, you may think that I’m crazy (Ha!  I say this as if you weren’t already thinking that).  I am now going to try to put into words what he smelled like because I know that if I was reading this that is exactly what I would be wondering.  I feel it is my duty to give you the multi-sensory report.  Bottom line:  he smelled really good!! Very clean and definitely sexy (despite the fact that he had just finished performing and was on day 3 of this sweater.)  I have been racking my brain all day trying to pinpoint the smell because it seemed kind of familiar to me and I think I may have figured it out.  It reminded me of Old Spice.  Now don’t quote me on this because I could be totally off, but I had an old boyfriend that wore it and the scent was definitely in that same family.

Ok, so back to the hug.  As he was hugging me he said, “Happy Birthday” and of course like a complete doofus I said Happy Birthday back to him.  I quickly corrected myself and said, “Thank you,” but the damage had already been done. I had practiced all my lines but he caught me off guard with the “Happy Birthday” and I couldn’t think on my feet fast enought to come up with an appropriate response.  Damn it!  I’m so not a smooth operator.

The hug was quick and after it was over (oh how I wished it would never end…) my friend Kate snapped another picture of us together and I really like this one because you can really see how tall he is in it.

As I type this recap, I’m still feeling high on Gosling.  I can’t even put into words how exciting this weekend was.  I feel like I’m floating on a cloud and I never want to come down.

Unfortunately, I have to get back to real life.   Life that involves the carpool lines, endless loads of laundry, and cleaning up cat puke.  Life that doesn’t involve hugging Ryan Gosling.  Sigh.

Thanks for following me on this crazy endeavor.  I’ve really enjoyed sharing it with you all.

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