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Matty By the Sea :)
Apr 8th
OK, so apparently this is going to be the new trend. I update my blog every time I attend a Matt Nathanson concert.
Today was such an incredible day. Awesome time hanging out with my Mom, awesome set by The Matts (even if it *was* rated PG), AWESOME conversation with Matt Nathanson after the concert.
OK, now, I’m not going to be able to remember the conversation word for word, but I’m going to do my best, because…yeah…I’m going to want to remember this years from now.
But, in order to understand the conversation, you need to understand what happened before, so let me put on my post from the Matt Nathanson thread on MSM:
“I teach second grade and I use music and poetry in my classroom. I don’t use Barney and kid music crap. I use good music. Kids are never too young for quality tunes. We sing the Beatles and Billie and Ella and all kinds of cool stuff. So, I wanted to teach the kids one of Matt’s songs, but my choices were somewhat limited due to the fact that the public school system somewhat frowns upon the use of profanity and blatant sexual references in the classroom. Go figure!
At any rate, I finally settled on Wings, thinking that even though the kids (at age 7) are not old enough to grasp the true meaning of the song, at least they can absorb some of the poetic language. Also, it’s fast paced and fun to sing along with, which is a plus in a room full of 20 short-attention-span seven-year-olds.
So, I taught them the song today (they loved it…of course), and during journal time I saw one of my girls poring over the lyric sheet and writing in her journal with this absolutely intense look of concentration on her face. And keep in mind, this is one of my struggling reader/writers as well as an English Language Learner. She’s NEVER on task and concentrating that hard!
The following is what she wrote (and I didn’t correct any of the spelling or grammar, because I wanted to keep the original impact):
‘I really, REALLY (underlined) like the new song we laerned its named Wings. It is fun. It is good and fun to sing. It is kind of wired (weird) because they can fly and people can not fly but it is like DragonballZ. The girl falled in the water and and the boy gets her. The boy can fly. I think it is the boy. I hope the girl did not drownded but she prollaby did because he says im gone and that means dead. When my mom had CANCR!!!! my auntie said gone and that means dead. But maybe the boy flied her and she is still alive and i like to singing that song named Wings.’
The other reason this just blew me away is that I have never been able to get her to open up, verbally or in writing, about her mom’s death.
So…in the interest of milking this for all it is worth, and since we’re working on learning how to write “friendly letters” right now, when we come back on track I’m going to have the kids write fan letters and mail them off. That will be a fun project.
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And then Michelle printed out that post and gave it to him at House of Blues in Chicago.
Now for my conversation with Matt today:
When I was at the front of the merch line, I put down my poster to have it signed and told him my name was Melanie. I said, “Matt, I had my second grade class write you fan letters and sent them in the mail. I was wondering if you got them?” He stopped signing, and looked up and said, “Dude that was you? YES! That was so awesome! I got them literally the day before I left on tour, but they are on my nightstand right now and I can’t wait to read them! Now…you originally gave me the main letter after a show, right?” I said, “My friend Michelle gave it to you after a show in Chicago.” (ShellyJanuary…HOLLA!)
He said, “That’s right, that’s how it worked. And I was reading that letter, and it was just so awesome…like, seriously, I was reading it to my wife and it was just so rad, like seriously heartbreakingly rad. And then when I got home…my management company picks up my mail when I’m gone, and they gave it to me. I was all, ‘what’s this?’ And then I pulled it out, and I was like, ‘oh, yeah…that’s awesome!’ But then I left on tour the next day. But they are seriously on my nightstand right now.”
PICTURE OF MATT TELLING ME ALL THIS:
I must have said, “Oh, Matt, that’s so awesome!” and “Wow, Matt, thank you so much!” about twenty times interspersed in this conversation, by the way. Also, at two different points in the conversation, he stopped and gave me the two most awesome, huge bear hugs ever! I read a thread on the expectedmiracles.com board one time that talked about how incredible hugs from The Matts are, and I have to say I concur.
PICTURE OF ME AND MATT STARTING TO HUG:
So, while he continued to sign my poster, I said, “Well, you know…since they were meaningful to you, it would be so great if you could write them back even a short note…they would be so excited.” And he said, “Oh, Dude, no, that’s totally my plan! I’m home for, like, 8 days at this point, and I was totally gonna sit down and read them and then write back after I’ve read them.” And I said, “Oh my God, Matt, that would be so cool! They will be *so* excited about writing after that!” (Umm…how much of a teacher am I? I’m having this incredible conversation with my favorite rock star, and the first thing that pops into my head is how him emailing will get my kids fired up about writing LOL) And he said, “Dude, that rocks, totally…that’s awesome.”
I also told him that I was really happy that I was able to give him something that actually meant something to him because his music has meant so much to me. And it has, too. On a total sidenote, these past few months of heartache and pain over being dropped like yesterday’s garbage by Shithead (you know who you are, asshole…your initials are the same as an infectious disease! GGGRRR!!!!) have been so heartrending…but listening to downloads of Matt concerts and singing along and laughing at his stories have been a really needed outlet for me, and I’m grateful for that.
PICTURE OF MATT SIGNING MY POSTER:
Then as he was finishing up signing my poster, I told him, “When you do get a chance to go through them, you’ll notice that a lot of the pictures they drew are of people drowning and someone flying in to save them.” He started cracking up and said, “That’s fantastic!” He finished signing my poster and I got a pic with him. And before I left, he even stopped to reiterate that he would be reading the letters and getting in touch with me on email.
ME WITH MATT
Oh, my God. If I thought that Matt was a cool and genuine person before, that opinion has been multiplied tenfold. What a talented, creative musician as well as a completely and sincerely kind person…WOW. If there was any doubt before (there wasn’t, but still) that I would be a Matt fan for life, that has been totally erased. That conversation was one of those incredible, special memories that I will keep with me forever. F’real.
Then….I got to meet Fish!!!!!!!!!!!! I had been too nervous to go up to him at the Sweetwater show. He just seemed so busy, and I felt as if I would be interrupting him. But today, we got to talk for a quick minute, just about how great I thought the set was. Can I just say that I am going to be SO SAD when Fish is not touring with Matt anymore? When I first read about it, I got tears in my eyes, no shit. It feels like the end of an era.
Anyway, today, I took a picture with him, and the sun was shining really bright in our eyes. After the pic was snapped, he said, “Wait, I think I blinked. The sun is…wow.” So, we turned, which ended up being better anyway, because then the ocean was in the background. Pretty! But I thought that was so nice…his being concerned that the picture turned out OK, even though it wasn’t his picture, and even though it took extra time to turn and take it again. What a sweetheart!
ME WITH FISH!!!!
Anyway, like I said, what an incredible day!
And three Matt concerts in one month…damn, why can’t all months be like this?
Garlic Girls
Jul 27th
Welcome to my new resolution of updating my web journal every week!
Yah…we’ll see how the hell that goes.
WHAT I’M READING: I’m re-reading “Good in Bed” by Jennifer Weiner…it’s such a fabulous book! I feel like it explains what it’s like to be me…not an easy task LOL.
WHAT I’M LISTENING TO: Just discovered Lucy Kaplansky…God, this lady is amazing! She has a PhD in psych and left her practice and professorship to tour with her guitar. Neato! Her music is bomb, too. So far, I particularly love “Guinevere” and “Broken Things”…but I’m just getting started. She’s playing at the Kuumbwa Jazz Center in Santa Cruz this September, so I need to order all her CD’s immediately so I can be fully prepared come Sept. Also, I’ve never been to the KJC, but one of my friends said that it is a REALLY cool venue, so I’m pretty psyched about that, as well.
I think the coolest venue I’ve ever been to was McCabe’s Guitar Shop in Santa Monica, CA. (Shout out to SoCal!) They have this cool room in the back that seats about 40 or 50, and it’s painted all black…guitars are hanging by their necks from the walls…great venue. Saw the Bobs there, and DaVinci’s Notebook made a surprise appearance. Great night, eh Evie!
I’ve also been listening to a lot of Carole King lately, by virtue of the fact that I am teaching my Second Grade class “Alligators All Around”, “Chicken Soup with Rice” and “Beautiful” right now. So those songs are terminally running through my head!
(MELANIE’S CREATIVE TEACHING IDEA NUMBER 67: Singing is an excellent choral reading activity! Repitition of text is what moves words from decodable text to sight words, and singing makes the repitition fun! You can also expose kids to cool music they might not otherwise hear…blues, jazz, etc. I have a cool lesson I like to do where I read them the story “Lookin’ for Bird in the Big City” and then we learn about and listen to Miles Davis and Charlie Parker music…screw Barney and crap! Kids are never too young for quality tunes!
WHAT’S BEEN GOING ON: So, today Cat and I went to the Gilroy Garlic Festival. IT WAS SO FREAKING HOT!!!!! And I don’t mean in the sense that it was a hip and happenin’ place…it was HOT…as in, heatstroke hot.
We are Food Network freaks, and Cat said that the Garlic Festival is a big deal on the Food Network. Last year, hottie Tyler Florence was there. He’s so cute! Evie has a jones for him, too. I have this fantasy where I pretend I have a Food 911 emergency and once I have hottie Tyler Florence in my kitchen….well, that’s a story for another time.
At any rate, the big culinary deal at the Garlic Festival is Garlic Ice Cream. Sounds disgusting, right? Well…it’s interesting. For some reason which made sense to me at the time, I ordered Garlic-Chocolate ice cream served in a half-cantaloupe. I believe it had something to do with the cantaloupe only costing 50 cents more. And for some other reason which has at this point escaped me, I continued to eat it even after I started feeling nauseous. I think that reason had to do with a “I paid for it, damn it, I’m eating it!” philosophy which has been proved unwise.
So, all in all, we spent about 35 minutes inside the gates of the Garlic Festival (there was 10 bucks well spent!), but the good thing is that now we can say that we have been to the thing…and that we consumed the famous (should be infamous!) Garlic Ice Cream.
STORY FROM THE JOHN MAYER CONCERT I FORGOT TO TELL: So, okay, the one bummer about the John Mayer concert was that I was sitting in the designated fuddie duddie section, apparently. All the people were sitting down, quietly listening…no one was singing along…damn it, I can do that at home! I wanna dance! But I was too self-conscious to stand up (I was in the front row of my section).
So, then, the three girls next to me stand up and start dancing…YIPPEE! Just as I am about to join them, this old guy from about six rows back yells, “Hey, sweetheart, I didn’t pay a hundred and sixty bucks for these seats to look at your ass!” and she turns around and yells at him, “You paid a hundred and sixty? I usually charge twice that to look at my ass, you got off cheap,” and continues to dance her heart out.
In the spirit of sisterhood (and because I had already wanted to anyway
, I had to join them. Now there were four of us dancing in the front row of the fuddie duddie section!
Well, I would love to say that this began a wave of concert enthusiasm which spread throughout our section and inspired a lot more standing and boogie-ing like would happen in the movies, but actually, it just remained the four of us dancing throughout the concert and getting popcorn and crap thrown in our hair.
BUT…the moral of the story is this: I had a much better time because I did what I wanted to without worrying about what other people thought, AND I met three really cool chicks. So, shout out to the sassy chicks I met last Saturday, should they by some miracle end up reading this!
Ciao, ragazzi! Ci vediamo.



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