|Rockin' the Suburbs (and States)
||[Apr. 14th, 2006|10:37 am]
The past weekend provided a bit of a reprieve from the stresses here at school. Mid to late afternoon, Lyss, Drew, Jill, and I began our journey to Lewisburg, PA where we were to see a Ben Folds concert at Bucknell University! The ride was mostly uneventful. We met up with Ben and Anya at Dunkin’ Donuts just outside the university’s grounds. It was great to see those two again.|
We then proceeded to Bucknell where we waited (in separate lines as Ben and Anya were in the seats and the rest of us on the floor) for about twenty minutes. It started to rain as we filed into the complex, but that couldn’t put a damper on the evening (*drum and cymbal crash*…*silence*…*crickets chirp*).
The opener was a guitarist by the name of Chris Mills. I think that the Powers that Be chose him so that his mediocrity might be juxtaposed against Folds’ greatness. Each song sounded like the next and none of them were particularly enjoyable. In fact, I heard more than just a few people tell him to get off the stage.
The thirty-minute wait between Mills and Folds seemed endless. Ben and I used hand signals, as he was up in the stands, to communicate how bad Mills was. When the lights did finally dim, there was an explosion of applause and cheers. The Folds has entered the building!
He began with “Give Judy My Notice” – a decidedly odd choice for an opener. Like Emeril, he soon kicked it up a notch (sorry, it must be bad pun day) with the theme from Dr. Pyser. This has an extraordinarily kick-ass piano solo, at which point Drew and I leapt to our tiptoes to see the Maestro’s hands at work (sounds kinky). “Jesusland” was somewhat less enjoyable as two obnoxiously drunk girls made a scene in front of us. He went solo for a few songs, including the incredibly moving “Brick” and the undeniably adorable “Gracie”. When his bassist and drummer returned, they played one of my personal favorites – “Army”. His rendition of “Rockin’ the Suburbs” was wholly freakin’ intense! I really enjoy the way he and his bandmates play off of each other, and I swear, they were trying to see just how loud they could play. In short, the concert was spectacular – Folds sounded great and the acoustics were superb. I do wish he had played “Philosophy”, but there’s always next time.
We drove back to Williamsport and got a minimum amount of sleep before we had to get up to go to the PA Odyssey of the Mind State Tournament. My mother drove as she was scheduled to judge, along with Alyssa and I. Lyss was the pre-staging judge for Tech Transfer, while my mother and I were style judges for Classics (Divisions I and III respectively).
My problem went off without a hitch. Not too long after we were through judging, it was time for the award ceremony. The ceremony was immensely enjoyable! My old stomping ground, Loyalsock, sent five teams to States, and three of those teams are going on to Worlds (including Ben’s and Amelia’s teams)! I’m really looking forward to seeing them in Iowa at the end of May.
So the lesson learned this weekend is as follows, the only thing that rocks harder than Ben Folds is Sock at States. Congrats, kids!