[spoiler alert: this post eventually turns into me just gushing about boys!]
Kelley Deal, I mean. Yanno, from the Breeders.
I had met her a few years back as a boy. She was super rad, and despite my nervousness, she made me feel so okay and comfortable.
Well, three years have passed, and I'm a girl now. Or, I always was a girl, but now I'm outwardly a girl. She came through town again last night, so I just
haaaaad to go see her.
Before the show, we chatted and I bought a t-shirt and a CD. I didn't tell her right away, but once I did, she told me she thought I looked familiar, but she couldn't place her finger on it. Her bandmate Mike and I were of course talking and talking and talking about skateboarding. Kelley chimed in that she loves hearing a girl talk about skateboarding like this!
Before they went on (or after, I don't remember) I took a photo with them.
Their set was so good. I teared up a couple of times, just a little. If you've never listened to R. Ring, do yourself a favor and look them up now. I also made friends with another queer girl who was visiting from Chicago. Or at least I think she's queer. And then there were two guys who seemed really interested in me. Both were sweet about it. One of 'em I was kind of attracted to, actually. He and I hugged at the end of the night. He called me gorgeous. I should have kissed him.
Oh, and there was this dude, this tiny little guy who reminded me of what Henry Rollins was probably like before he was in Black Flag. He was awkward and didn't really know what to do with himself, nervously pacing around the venue. I found it charming, actually. I kept smiling at him, but I could never get eye contact. I should have introduced myself to him, but I never got around to it. Le sigh.
