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Oi. I'm Jay.

I'm in league with Miri, my fellow Boots Crusader of the Polite, Civil, and Sweet Variety.

22. Absurdly silly person. Grad student in English, but has a BA in and passion for Latin, too, hence the Latin handle. :]

And this is where I snark and gush about comics. Or Michelle Dockery. Or other things that I randomly but unabashedly love.

But let me be straight with you.

I'm shamelessly, hopelessly, and incorrigibly infatuated with Rose Wilson... and, well, all those damn Wilsons, really. Needless to say, I'm always game for swooning over her badass self and talking about her nonstop.

I actually run FUCKYEAHROSEWILSON.TUMBLR.COM, so you might wanna check it out!




My sister Jenna and I went concert-going again Tuesday night, where we pranced about at the front of the stage, sang loudly in each other’s ears, and I drank a lot of beer to no tremendous effect. I hate beer.

But yeah, we saw Langhorne Slim again :]

So what’s of note?

That he sang “Colette,” got especially hilarious with his mid-song storytelling, that I trolled a former best friend of Jenna’s present at the show who became a total dick to her over the past few years, and that I got to meet and shake hands with the opening band’s trumpet player who was totally hot and I was definitely maybe flirting with. His name was Charlie. I think we had a moment and could of had more—that he held onto my hand a little too long. Jenna can tell you if I was simply delusional (I’m slow to pick up on flirtations), but… unf. Charlie.

Anyway, what follows are some photos I took mid-concert. Look under the cut if you’re interested in our faces…. in ambient and ~concert strobe lighting, to boot.

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More importantly, I saw this beautiful man in concert last night (and took these photos!)

We were right in front of the stage and therefore got to share smiles and lock eyes with him as he sang gorgeous songs for us all evening.

Should also note:

1) Josh Ritter was the happiest person I’ve ever seen on stage (and I’ve attended 10+ concerts in my short lifetime), and his enthusiam was incredible.

2)The Royal City Band was just as stoked as he was, and their talent is amazing.

3) Josh broke up a song in order to sing a silly ode to his bassist’s fabulously curled mustache. (I had a mind to marry EITHER or BOTH of them right then and there).

4) Their rendition of “The Curse” was, according to Josh, the best they’d ever played it live.

So, yeah. I guess you get that I’m still happily suffering from my endless appreciation for the music/songwriting of Josh Ritter and The Royal City Band. As well as their amazing performance last night.

Besides, I saw it with my most favorite concert buddy, mirror of my musical fancies. There’s no better time to be had <3