email to the tucson crew:


so...

hm.
i wasn't sure if i should write this email to you guys, because i know quite frankly a lot of you don't care about my exploits in dmb land. but the fact of the matter is, these exploits define a lot of who i am. and i want to share that with y'all because i honestly love the hell out of you guys. (and megan is exempt, because she was actually at these shows i'm about to ramble about).

so i just had to say...

tour opened tuesday night with a two night run in columbus. the events have been massive in dmb land. this band has pulled out two shows that completely defy anything they've done before now. they've pulled out songs we considered absolutely dead to the world. the setlists have gone against any formula they've previously used. it's like they acutally realized the fact that they have waaaaaaaaaay more than 30 songs, and have decided to PLAY them! wow!! and to some of us, and this isn't putting it lightly, it feels like a big hole o' happiness has been ripped in the world, and it just might be ok to fall right in.

i'm saying all of this and i wasnt' even there. thanks to calls during the concert and talking to my loves afterwards, though, i have my own wonderful set of memories.

for those of you who care(um...bob? hello. howareya.) these are the set lists. might put it in perspective if you've ever been to a dmb show at all.


night one

too much
when the world ends
if i had it all
crush
rhyme and reason
bartender
you never know
stay
grey street
typical situation
loving wings>>
where are you going
the last stop
everyday
tripping billies
---
grace is gone
pig

(special note: i haven't seen typical or last stop since that first show we all went to way back when. typical was the only song in the encore. i remember aden saying "i love this song!" and i didn't know it at all. thanks, kid, for bringing my attention to it. i bet YOU don't even remember that ;) i'm listening to the other night's version right now, and it's phenomenal. couldn't ask for more.)



night two
granny
so much to say
don't drink the water
one sweet world
pay for what you get
kit kat jam
dancing nancies
cry freedom
the maker
lie in our graves
fool to think
the dreaming tree(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
crash into me
jimi thing
what you are
--
stone
ants marching


in any case. i'm in a real real good head space right now. and no, i'm not gonna drop everything and go - i love my job way too much for that kind of nonsense. however, y'allshould know that i've resolved to get to phoenix for that show. i will be there. and it will be my first show of this tour. and i hope those of you who are coming along for the ride have some sense of just how out of control happy i'm bound to be. i can't wait to share that experience with you guys. i was gonna see if i could make at least one show before then, but i kinda think it's right that for once i share a dmb experience with you. ya know?

everything else is wonderful. weather is great. flowers are blooming. my job is more than i could've hoped, and i learn so much by the day and am having a fantastic time at it.

i hope you guys are all well. to those of you i don't talk to regularly - gimme a call sometime. or drop me an email.


don't burn the day,
amanda



email to freaks:

subject: the point of view from someone who wasn't there

(you know, since everyone who was is probably wonderfully hung over right now)

so last night was an interesting one.

after yelling and screaming when dreaming tree was played. and then finding out about the maker. i went home and smoked. many bong hits in rapid succession. then i come check,and STONE is the encore? WHAT? stone? what? what? i'm telling mel to guess. he's guessing ibyu. spoon. i'm like,no, dude...think completely totally out of the box. i then realized ants had to be next(which worked out nicely since it was actually on my set that way) . but they didn't update the set list. so i had to call megan and find out for sure that that was the case. it was.

there were so many points of not being able to speak last night. i could do nothing but just laugh(you know me) which made phone communication difficult. but i had to do it!

i came inside and mel was sitting in front of the tv. wasn't workin for me. this is probably the first time in my life i was so consumed with some kind of energy(nervous? happy? sexual? all three? probably. thanks for bearing with me while i figured that out, team. ) that it was physically impossible for me to sit there. so i started in on the massive piles of grody dishes in the kitchen. cleaned them pretty frantically.

these setlists...good lord. good lord. wow. i can't believe i am having this reaction and i wasnt even fucking there!

which brings me to my next point...

something i wrote in my journal last night :)

(i was havin a hard time. you know, being stoned and all. writing takes too fucking long!)

why it's so important to find people like the freaks...
you share an amazingly intense experience. one that consistently moves you so far down to the core that you can't possibly speak about it. you just have to be around people who *know* it too.

as i said earlier on one of my bursts of phone convo that did actually come out...this is like a very special religious event for us. it moves us that much. and you say that to anyone else and they'll just be like...suuuuuuuuure, dude.

it's an amazing bond.

one that just brings so much goodness out.

and it's so wonderful to call people who were there and hear them reacting the same way i am and drawing that intensity out of me.

because while i definitely don't need to be told anymore just how much i *can't* understand what it was like to be there, i do have some sense of it. and i do have my own memories of it, thankyouverymuch.

and i think that rules.

and this is SO long.

and now i find myself thinking all these funny random dmb tour related thoughts. i've missed this!!


and to the people who WERE there: are you ever going to any shows ever again? i would think you're completely desensitized to anything that could possibly happen ever. ;)

and this has to be the best typ sitch ever.

roi on this jam?
hello?
what is happening in my life?
did some hole just open in the earth the past two nights?
do we care if we fall through it?
should i just go smoke another bowl.


be well, you guys
manda


(ok, yeah, i realize freaks has kinda resigned it's purpose as a place to ramble THIS much, but i just don't care. y'all are my family, and i just don't have any other forum to get this kind of shit out in. word. :) )