Two and One.

If you follow me over on tumblr and twitter, you no doubt know about my super awesome concert extravaganza. I saw four, yes four, concerts in less than two weeks. Band of Horses (tickets I won through Rogers Wireless), James Vincent McMorrow- which I have already posted about, and City and Colour one night and Bon Iver the next. I can't decide which show was the best and which was the opposite.. well okay, if I had to choose Band of Horses was my least favourite and I was pretty blown away by Bon Iver. And when I say blown away by Bon Iver, I mean it, Justin Vernon and the crew blew my mind into a billion pieces. My only regret was being up in the balcony, I cannot imagine the goosebumps the people below me felt. I have seen Dallas a numerous times, and to be honest festival settings are not my venue of choice. I was also a little disappointed in the set list- I know it wasn't part of the Canadian tour or anything like that but I swear to all that is holy if I have to sit through Sam Malone again... I digress. Being on the island was a nice change, even though I was only there for the day, I went to an awesome record store with my uncle and my brother and could have easily walked out with a dozen or more pieces of vinyl, but left with only three.

Next up concert wise, in November I'm seeing Lights in both Seattle and Vancouver (for my brother) and I'm really excited to see the Civil Wars as well. Then in January I'll be seeing City and Colour- back to back - from the third and first row. Pretty exciting stuff.

My Second Most Favourite Irishman.

I couldn’t wait to write about the James Vincent McMorrow concert I went to the other night. One problem, I had to leave out the best part of the story because something had to be delivered to someone, so I couldn’t ruin the surprise. 

As it’s pretty clear I adore this man but I most likely wouldn’t know who he is if I weren’t for one of my favourite people, my friend Brenny. Tuesday night I got to the venue about 20 minutes before doors opened, thought maybe there would be a line up (little did I know until later that the venue is tiny and holds about 150 people). I was the first there. My plan was to get in and buy Early in the Morning on vinyl as soon as I walked through the door. FYI- the record isn’t available in North America on vinyl. I made my way to the table only to read a sign that said merch would be available at random times and not sold the whole night. I went to sit down then decided I’d stand at the bar near the table- yes, that’s how dedicated I was to getting myself (and Brenny) the records. After standing for almost an hour and 45 minutes a lovely Irish girl came and set up. I got everything I had hoped for. She told me that after the show James would come out to meet fans and sign things so if I wanted to stick around after I could.

The show was incredible. I was way at the back because I chose to stand by the merch table to claim my vinyl instead of pushing to the front (as you could see from my picture the other day). I do not regret this decision in the slightest. The only downside was that I heard a lot of noise from the bar, the fans blowing the air around and morons who were loud and drunk not paying any attention to the brilliant man on stage. I got to hear everything I wanted, including Higher Love and Wicked Game.

The show ended around 11:30, which was way, way past my usual bedtime. I had worked on day and just stood for 4+ hours. I saw James come out from the back and decided to stay and get my record and Brenny’s record signed. Now, Brenny knew I had got the vinyl for her because we had been texting throughout the night but she had no clue whatsoever that I had planned on getting it signed… and personalized with her name and her daughter Ella’s name.

While waiting in the makeshift line a sudden wave of nervousness washed over me. The kind of nervousness that creeps up whenever I’m about to meet Dallas Green (note; I’ve met Dallas a billion times, not in a creepy way of course, but so many he knows and remembers my name and I constantly end up blabbering like a loser because he makes me so nervous- I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m mentally challenged).So when it was finally my turn to meet James the first thing I blurted out was “oh god I’m so nervous! I don’t know why, I’m just really nervous to meet you!” and he laughed and I took over the conversation (which looking back now all I can do is laugh and blame the fact that my nerves took over). I laid the two records down on the bar for him to sign and explained that one was for my friend who was at his Toronto show but couldn’t get to the merch table because it was so busy and that she had no idea I was going to get it signed for her and that I’d love if he could write “to Brenny and Ella” on it for me. As he was signing I told him about how she had started a record collection for when her daughter gets older and he thought that was a really great thing to do. He went to sign my record and I told him it was just for me so he didn’t have to write my name. He asked what my name was and I said, oh sorry, I’m Tracy. Then he said (something like) “oh, ya, I know you!”. This was our first meeting so I didn’t know how he could possibly know me, then horror set it and I burst out laughing and said “oh god, you know me from twitter!” James and I had talked back and forth a couple times briefly and of course I post things for others to check out- my admiration for him isn’t a secret. I think I thanked him about four times for bringing vinyl with him (as I said, it was a desperate need to get my hands on his record). I didn’t bother with a picture or even a hug like I had wanted originally, I was just so happy to have a conversation with him and for him to sign the records.

I left just after midnight and practically floated home.



ohh-mylove

If you follow me on tumblr, you know that I go by you-mylove. Well not anymore! I've decided that I want what I originally was hoping to get, which was ohmylove, oh-mylove or any other form of that. Well, of course they were all taken by 14 year olds with sparkly animated GIFs and I hate my life quotes. My new tumblr link, will hopefully (once it's all set up etc) be ohh-mylove.com (again, ohmylove.com and oh-mylove.com was taken).

Anyways, I know that when I bought this domain name it took several days/my ripped out hairs and bitten fingernails to get everything working. So be patient and if you see anything messed up here, don't fret tracy-lee.com isn't going anywhere!

*update- fingers crossed I've done things properly! Yikes!

" I hope that the world turns and that things get better.
But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you
that even though I do not know you and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you or kiss you.. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.

Are You Still There?

I've been neglecting this. I don't know why or what caused it but I have. Sorry to those who enjoy reading what I have to post. But if you've been following this blog since the start you'll know I do this once or twice a year. Not completely give up, but just about. I have been keeping up with my Tumblr page though so if you wanted to follow along there you are more than welcome to- pop me a note and I'll follow in return! I'll post a quick rundown of what I've been up to this summer, nothing exciting, haven't gone anywhere but time sure is passing quickly.

- I've been bitten hard by the vinyl bug; it used to be clothes over food now it's buying records over clothes over food. You'd think with my funds going towards music instead of food you'd think I'd lost weight, sadly doesn't seem so, maybe I should keep dancing around.

- my hair is finally, finally getting to what I want it to be; I'm surprised how quickly it's grown and grown out, a few more months and I'll be able to chop out the coloured ends and have just my natural colour (dark blonde for those curious- yes blonde, not light brown)

- all my travel plans for fall have fallen through; I missed out on a killer seat sale through Delta airlines to New York, $300 roundtrip and now I cannot justify spending $600-700 for the same flight. I also won't be heading to the UK as schedules are clashing. So, I thought of maybe buying an iPad or a new tv. BUT I might just keep saving and try to make it to the UK early next year.

- I'm still in love with men who have beards and awesome musical skills; I don't see that changing any time soon, especially since I've gotten into vinyl so much and City and Colour sound even more heavenly.

- tying in with the above, I have three/four concerts lined up; James Vincent McMorrow, Bon Iver, the Civil Wars and possibly, maybe, fingers crossed City and Colour. Oh my heart.

 "I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight.
But I was beginning to believe that at very few times in your life, if you were lucky,
you might meet someone who was exactly right for you.
Not because he was perfect, or because you were,
but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together."

The End.

*spoilers ahead; you've been warned*

It's done. It's over. A part of my heart is still sad and I saw this two days ago. I'm not crying anymore- thankfully- but it's still upsetting knowing there are no more movies to come, which feels so weird seeing as these movies have been around for half of my life. So, you see, I'm allowed to be in mourning. I got a little misty when the credits came on, you know, how you "fly" through the Harry Potter title? Yeah. That was the start. But I managed to hold myself together until 3/4 of the way through when Snape was killed. After that it was all downhill. Honestly, I did try to keep it together, purely for my mother who would cry because I was crying and for my brother who would have been completely embarrassed if I had of fully let myself go. Pretty glad I didn't see this alone as well because I would have been that sad pathetic girl who's alone and sobbing in the back of the theatre.

I don't know how well it kept with the book as it's been eons (or a few years) since I actually read it. But going in I hardly remembered what would happen but bits and pieces slowly came together and I was watching it on screen. I can't wait to have a Harry Potter marathon and watch all eight movies (maybe not in one day) but throughout a weekend.

Have you seen the final Harry Potter movie? What did you think? Did you cry as well?

 



I Love Him So..

Fragile Bird Demo.

So lovely, much better than the album version.

Review; Transformers: Dark of the Moon.

It seems people either love these movies or hate them. I'm apart of the love group. I love me some Transformers, with the exception of Megatron who genuinely scares the bejeezus out of me. If I had it my way Michael Bay and his crew would make one of these movies a year. I love them that much. To the untrained eye, yes, they all look the same. They have robots, babes who never seem to get dirty and lots and lots of things that are blowing up. I know these movies are marketed towards men, there is a reason why Sam has hot girlfriends.

Side note; while the new girl Rosie Huntington-Whiteley is in fact totally gorgeous, I really missed Megan Fox. That said, I found myself more attached to the Sam/Carly relationship, than I had ever been with the Sam/Mikaela one. Go figure.

This was also the first Transformers movie where I actually let out a gasp (keeping this spoiler free, I'm sure anyone who has seen this knows what I'm talking about) when something in the plot drastically changed, as well as was actually upset about an Autobot dying. And not in the Optimus Prime, death-come-back-to-life kind of way. The storyline was great, I loved how they used real history and mixed it into the movie.

(walked away from my computer and forgot about this.....)

UPDATE; So I saw the movie again last night, and while I was still completely entertained by it, seeing as it was my second viewing I found parts of the storyline to be a bit laughable. Certain things I hadn't noticed the first time around. While I know these movies aren't Oscar worthy, but really, if they were they wouldn't be as entertaining, all I ask is that a movie peaks my interest and keeps me on the edge of my seat (or laughing my ass off) the entire time. The Transformers movies so that so that's why I love them so.

Also Shia, Josh and Patrick are pretty easy on the eyes.  

Photos: Paramount Pictures / No copyright infringement intended.