Keep Breathing

What did you do with your Saturday?

I met Ingrid Michaelson

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Yeah. That’s right. Featured on Grey’s Anatomy and Cast-On. And the Old Navy commercials. Best music ever, my Live Journal layout, my ringtone, my idol, Ingrid Michaelson.

So, the story. A few weeks ago, I was on her website, seeing if she had a blog about the Old Navy Commercial, in case people said she was selling out (people are idiots). And I saw that she was touring with Matt Nathanson. On the page I looked further and saw that she would be in Atlanta. So of course, I had to be there. It wasn’t really a choice.

I texted Sonya to see if she’d go with me, because I am, unfortunately, unable and unwilling to go to concerts by myself, too many crazies. She said she’d go, so I bought the tickets. Doors opened at eight, no seating assignment on the ticket confirmation. I figured, hey, we’ll play the disability card, get up close and that’ll be good.

When I called the Box Office yesterday they informed me that it was standing room and they’d do what they could. Well, I wasn’t willing to give it up just because of that, but I was slightly disheartened. Standing for long periods of time is not something that works well with me.

But, Sonya picked me up and we went up to the venue. In the parking garage they demanded $15, which we did not have, so we went up in an attempt to find our way out. Two guys who “worked there” answered our queries about handicapped parking with a “you can park near the elevator”. No shit. They also told us they had keys to the elevator. We were not comfortable with their chaperoning skills, let us say, but by the time we parked near the elevator they had left.

We got out and went into the place, but had to go back outside and around the block to get in line. We were in between a very dumb girl and her friend and two gay guys who were there in the hopes of getting in. Oh. And there was a very large black man going up the line asking to buy tickets, (who Sonya christened Bubba) who had a pale pink and purple Jansport backpack.

Eventually the line moves inside, up some stairs (more fun for me!) and into the venue. Where the stage is on one side, the bar on the other and a million people between. We decided to hover near the edge so that I didn’t get trampled. A woman told me I had nice hair and touched it, always a plus.

But then Ingrid came on and started with Far Away, my favorite song, and I could not stand in the back unable to see. Just no. So, in the way that I get first in line for Harry Potter books I took Sonya’s hand and started to maneuver. There is something to be said for people who like the music of Ingrid Michaelson, they seem to be nice people, as I ended up about two rows of people back from her without getting hit or stepped on.

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She sang Far Away, one song I didn’t recognize (and I have both albums….), Breakable, The Way I Am, Overboard and Keep Breathing. I would have been happy if the entire show were her.

When she was done, Sonya and I were starting to leave, because as good as Matt Nathanson may be (I have no idea, having never heard him), I could not stand that whole time. When Ingrid said she’d be there for people to meet etc I thought it would be after the show. But then we ended up in a line near the selling of stuff place. And when we asked what the line was for a woman (not to patient, but whatever) said “To meet Ingrid”.

So we stayed in line, in front of three girls who said that it would have been far better if she had sang the whole concert (as I agreed). And then we met her. And all I could say was “I’m Chelsey and I love your music”. Didn’t even think to mention Cast-On. But I met her. And took a picture with her. And it’s amazing. I’ve never been the star-stricken bumbling girl (well, maybe with the Harlot), but this was awesome. And also only my second real concert.
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So, worry about not even getting to go, being late not so great with the standing, and the almost getting hit by a purse (pursed, as it were) in the head, and the lameness of the venue (shady, downtown Atlanta). But I ceased to care, because I saw her, met her, got pictures. And maybe one day this kid in a dorm room in Atlanta will inspire another girl who aspires to be something. If I become a writer or something. Pass it on and all.

The only thing I’m sad about is I have to wait and order a t-shirt online. They didn’t take cards. (Who carries cash any more?). That and $!5 plus ATM fees for parking.

Tomorrow I get to volunteer at a kids’ Halloween carnival with my sisters, and get the looks and the questions. But whatever. My weekend is made. Heck, my month is made. :D

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One Response to “Keep Breathing”

  1. Danielle Says:

    I just found your blog, and wanted to comment on your entry. Ingrid Michaelson is amazingly talented. Too bad you couldn’t stay for Matt, because he is equally awesome, but I know how things are. If you ever want to check it out on youtube, (or maybe you have already seen it) Matt and Ingrid do a duet on his song Loud. It’s very good :)


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