I’m taking a break from my Looney June posts to bring you guys a VERY special post. But before I get on that, I have to tell you something. Today is not a good day. I am depressed. Depressed. Depressed. I had an interview today and it went well. The interviewer even registered me for my online training, problem is that the internet is so bad here that I can’t get into the online classroom. I had to email them to cancel everything. I can’t do the stay at home job if my internet is crappy.
I only have one other lead. My best friend used to work with one of the nearby library branches and he put in a good word for me. Not only that but my mentor from grad school also let me list him as a reference. This would be a dream job for me. If this doesn’t work out, I’ll have to bite the bullet and do something I’m a bit iffy about.
I wanted to apply to our local library branch as soon as I moved here. But when I looked up the information I discovered the process is quite grueling. The wannabe employee has to take a test. I don’t mind taking said test, but I couldn’t understand how you’re supposed to register to take it. Not only that, but you’re actual application is also a test. So, any mistakes you may make on it will count against you. It just sort of frightened me.
While the library I have just applied for is just a little bit further out and all they require is an application. But I have to do what I have to do, so if this doesn’t work out, I’ll take the rough application step by step.
Now, we’ll get to what I really want to talk about.
Let’s go back to that best friend I just mentioned. His name is Patrick and he doesn’t really know it, but he has saved my life more times than I can count since I met him as an undergrad. If I actually get this job through him, he can add another one to the list. Maybe he’s my guardian angel or something.
Anyway, Patrick and I are children of the 90s and we both have a VERY deep love of the culture of that decade. Patrick also knows that my two favorite bands are the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Everclear. He even bought me a blue Everclear shirt for Valentines Day.
How much of an Everclear fan am I? Give my blog title an inspection and then listen to this:
I hope you enjoyed that little musical interlude. Patrick decided that this year for my birthday he would purchase us tickets to see Art Alexakis (lead singer of Evercear) play solo. For those that don’t know the band, he writes all the lyrics. Art Alexakis is the mastermind behind the hits “Father of Mine,” “I Will Buy You A New Life,” and “Santa Monica.” Those are just a few of the big ones.
That show took place on June 6, 2015. Patrick, my fiance, and I arrived an hour before the show. At first, we stood outside the door, taking pictures of Art’s poster. Then Patrick went in to see if we could all go in early. When he came back out, he was full of excitement.
“He was a foot away away from me!”
At that point, my heart was pounding in my ears. Would I have a chance to meet the man that got me through so many hang ups and break ups? I couldn’t possibly wrap my head around it.
But when we were allowed in, a man came down the stairs, hobbling in a cast and carrying a cane. This was Art Alexakis and he was touring with a broken leg. Dedication.
My eyes grew wide and I couldn’t breathe. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. That was all I could think. He saw us looking at him and made his way over. I think he smiled at me. Patrick immediately introduced himself, as I was tongue tied. He introduced me as a “superfan.”
Art smiled and shook my hand. “I like your shirt, but the guy on the front needs to cut his hair.”
I laughed. “I really love Everclear! I’ve been a fan ever since I saw the Father of Mine video.” I’m sure all my words came out in a rush.
“How old are you?”
“I’m 25. I just turned 25 last week.”
“God, 25. You were just a baby when that album came out.”
I was 8 years old when So Much For the Afterglow came out.
“Can I take take a picture with you?”
“You most certainly can.”
Art Alexakis knelt down with a broken leg to take a picture with me.
“What’s your favorite song?”
I smiled nervously. “You’ll laugh but my favorite Everclear song is You Make Me Feel Like a Whore.”
He laughed. “Well, Whore is hard to play on acoustic. What else?”
Looking back now, I wish I would have asked him to play Wishing. But I was so nervous, I went for the obvious choice. “Well, everyone loves I Will Buy You A New Life.”
“Well, I’m going to play I Will Buy You a New Life for you during sound check.”
And he did. Just for me.
After the show, everybody was running to see him. I wanted to talk to him again. I was so starstruck the first time and I wanted him to know what his music meant to me. But I couldn’t be a fan hog either. That’s not cool.
However, other fans decided to start moving chairs and the crowd parted for me. I was really amazed I hadn’t started crying. He looked at me again, knelt down, his ear to my face. I could have kissed his cheek.
“Did you enjoy the show?”
“Yes. I wanted to talk to you again. I was so starstruck the first time.”
“I wanted to tell you I love your music. Thank you for that song. My mom walked out on me as a kid.”
He looked pained when I said it. “Was your dad there for you?”
“That’s all that matters, sweetie. My mom was there for me and that’s all we need.”
We got one last photo.