Three weeks ago I went to see Secondhand Serenade at Thanksgiving Point. It was my first time seeing them and also my first concert experience at Electric Park. It reminded me very much of USANA Amphitheatre due to its outdoor stage and blankets on the grass setting. I’ve never seen so many attractive people gathered together in one place. The crowd was stetched far and wide with popped collars, platinum blonde hair, golden tans and hundreds of aviator sunglasses.
John Allred opened the show playing mainly songs from his new Covers CD. I like John and I generally like his music but I’m sick of hearing him play covers. It lost its appeal after the 100th time. Soon after Allred was Ferras of whom I was very surprised by. He played solo on the piano and rocked so hard. I didn’t know that could be done on a baby grand. I loved his music and will be purchasing his CD soon. Immediately following Ferras was Secondhand Serenade. They played a good show and rocked as well. I wasn’t fond of his jacket, but luckily he took it off only to reveal the ever so popular rockstar v-neck t-shirt. For a 2 band tour their set seemed awfully short at under one hour. Regardless, it was fun to be there with my friends and younger sister.
Many of you know that I played djembe last month at a couple local shows. A big thank you to everyone who came, the shows were a lot of fun. Here’s the song we covered, Sunday Bloody Sunday, by U2 at Muse Music in Provo. I think it turned out really well.
My little sister came down to Provo to spend a day with me yesterday. For one of our adventures we decided to go longboarding. I’ve let her kick around on my board before so I figured she would be ok. We made our way over to a church parking lot that had a slight incline but was very large and spacious and perfect for riding around. We kicked up to the top of the hill and I told her to make sure that when she rode down she turned, making the board cut across the parking lot horizontally so that it would slow down.
I went down a couple times and loved the breeze blowing against me as I glided on the board; It’s been awhile since I’ve been. She decided it was her turn to experience the awesomeness of forward motion on a longboard so she kicked off and the board started to roll. I was at the bottom of the hill watching her gain speed very quickly. I figured she knew what she was doing so I didn’t say anything and just let her ride. She rolled faster and faster on the board until it was too late to turn. The board got speed wobble and she got scared and bailed onto the asphalt, a two-handed double-knee plant right onto the ground. From my view I saw her hit, slide and then roll. She immediately stood up and ran after the board. I screamed her name and she yelled back that she was ok. I longboarded over to her and saw the result of the bail, a huge rip in her jeans and a golf ball sized gash taken out of her knee.
I was very surprised with how tough she was and well she took it. After 10 minutes of sitting she was back on the board riding around for another hour, pant legs rolled up and a big smile on her face.
The memories longboarding brings are unforgettable.
At the end of April I moved into the Lanai condo complex in Provo. It has been a nice place to live and I enjoy it very much. Although my bedroom is small, how it’s arranged is very similar to how my old bedroom was arranged (bed, window, doors) back at home. Whenever I awake from a night of sleep I am completely disoriented. I feel like I’m in my old bedroom lying on my old bed. It’s such a weird feeling when I realize that it’s been over 2 years since I’ve slept in that bed and I’m in Provo now. Even more interesting is that I’m always let down when I realize I’m not at my house. I just want to close my eyes, wait for 10 seconds, open them and be in my old room, living the way I used to.
Since I’ve lived in Provo I’ve never had this happen with all of the places that I’ve lived (4 now). And usually whenever I make a visit home to Kaysville, if I’m there for more than one night I get very homesick for Provo and all of my friends whom I love dearly. I don’t understand where this change of thought has come from. I’m the type of person who embraces change and new experiences.
About a year ago my parents moved into the new house that they built. It’s a very grand structure but lacks a bedroom for me because I’ve never lived there. I am definitely attached to the new house as my family lives there and we’ve had numerous spectacular occasions, but I don’t think anything will ever replace the comfort and feeling of being in my old room.
I took The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People course from UVSC last semester. It ended up being my hardest class but in return was also my most rewarding. For our end of semester project we had to present something to the class for 8-10 minutes. It could be about anything as long as it somehow related to something we learned. This is my project that I made—an 8 minute video of my band, The Market, talking about synergy while playing a show at Eastern Wyoming College in April.
