Last week Joe and I went to Seattle to see Gorillaz in concert, and went early to make a day of it. One of our first items of business was to hit Pike Place Market, which we hadn't done in awhile and was a great choice, since the weather was awesome. I actually got hot walking around in this outfit, despite the fact that it was, indeed, November. We picked up some leather bracelets, and Joe decided on a graffiti-style Taxi Driver print from a vendor. He has an etsy store, check out Joe's piece here, or browse the rest of his shop. The online photos don't really do the pieces justice, they look great in person and the ones with color are especially eye-catching.
We also happened to stumble into post alley, and found some great street art and a couple of new friends.
The concert, aside from N.E.R.D opening, was great. We seem to have really bad luck with opening bands...Pharrell did make me long for the days of Bad City though. We had pretty good seat, except for some reason the ten or so rows in front of us were the only people in the ENTIRE arena not standing. They sat almost boredly for the duration of the show, and then in the encore the second Feel Good, Inc. started they all jumped up and danced happily about, as if the sole reason they shelled out sixty-five bucks was to hear that song. Oh, well.
After the concert we waited around for an hour or so, knowing that members of the band had been coming out to greet fans at every other stop of the tour. Eventually, we had to retrieve my car, which was parked in a lot nearby. Time had expired on the pass we'd gotten, so though we were reluctant, we left. It was cold and late and we had a long way home, so waiting much longer was becoming less and less appealing. Luckily, I had the idea to swing back by in the car after we'd picked it up and check, and sure enough we saw everyone gathered around and taking photos. Joe practically jumped out of the moving car, while I quickly parked backwards in a no parking zone and bolted after him. We saw Paul Simenon, formerly of The Clash, and spoke to him for a moment, even managing to get a picture with him. Then suddenly, we realized Damon Albarn was also in the cluster around us. I was excited, to be sure, but nothing compared to Joe, for whom Albarn (better known to most as the frontman of Blur) nearly most influential musician in his life, second only to Thom Yorke. We got an autograph and spoke to him briefly as well, though I was to stunned to remember to take a picture until it was too late. Overall, one of the best days I've had in a long time, and for Joe the fulfillment of a long-standing dream.