8:21 p.m. ;; June 19, 2002
sweet dear little benjamin

ben folds was beautiful. wearing a t-shirt and a little black brimmed hat. i couldn't see him very well at first, but tall people moved and we eventually caught sight of him. but seeing him was unnecessary. i spent half the concert with my eyes clenched shut, the magic of that ivory at his fingertips flowing through my head. it was incredible. i love his voice and his music, and put together in such a way was stunningly beautiful. listening to him on my stereo is nearly enough to bring me to tears. having him there, so close...you get the idea.

it was crowded and smelly. the air was like fog, but it didn't matter. in my mind it was just ben and i. we were one, listener and god.

yay ben.

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