For my first post in six months, I thought it appropriate that I should blog about my Weezer adventure. About a week and a half ago, I was listening to the radio on the way to work and the DJ announced that Weezer was holding "auditions" for their upcoming concert. All you had to do was call in to the radio station and let the DJ hear you play an instrument. I work all day...so I brought my instrument to work. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to get through to the station, so my awesome co-workers all pitched in and dialed and dialed and dialed, until one of them eventually got through. I played my flute at work (I work at a police station...this was a little awkward). But the DJ loved it, and I won my place on stage with Weezer on Tuesday night.
We had a little rehearsal beforehand with one of the band members, then I got to watch most of the concert before hustling backstage for my debut. Me and twenty-nine other nobodies were herded onstage before thousands of people and played our little hearts out. I even shook Rivers' hand afterwards. It...was...awesome.
(I'm in the purple shirt)
