Matt Nathanson Concert

Last Saturday Glenn and I attended a Matt Nathanson concert downtown on 6th street. It was a blast. Jessie Baylin opened for him. She was absolutely wasted at the beginning of her set and just got worse and worse as the performance went on. By the end of her set she was totally glazed over and just staring into the audience. She has a cool sound and when she just stood there and sang I liked her music. But then there she danced. I don't understand how a singer can truly have no sense of rhythm. I asked Glenn if he understood and he said, "I think rhythm goes when you're drunk and stoned at the same time." Good point. It was awesome. Every time there was a little instrumental break and she started flailing around on the stage everyone in the audience kind of looked around at each other like, "should we laugh?" Then there were the few times that she decided to talk in between songs and it just came out a whole bunch of jumbled phrases that never quite formed a cohesive thought so she just kept trying to explain herself until she eventually gave up. All in all, a very enjoyable performance...for all the wrong reasons.

Matt, however, was just awesome. I love his music. I always leave his concerts with a renewed conviction to learn to play the guitar. Then I don't. I've seen him twice in Utah and I learned that he definitely tones down the language for the Utah crowds...but I suppose I didn't expect to go to a rock concert in Austin and not hear any cursing. He's a great performer and we had a really fun time. Glenn was in charge of the camera for the night and was apparently a bit shy of taking pictures so this is what we got.
We waited around afterwards and met Matt in his tour bus for a sec to say hello. Matt stayed with his family for a couple of years while he attended Proctor Academy, the private school in Glenn's home town. He's really good friends with Glenn's older brothers so we always get to say hi after we go to his concerts. It was very cool. Glenn and I were too embarrassed to ask to get a picture with him.

We got out at around 1:30 and walked down 6th street to get to our car. It was insane. The street was entirely closed off and just crowded with mobs of the most odd people you would ever see. Some who looked like they just rolled out of the dumpster and some who were dressed up like they were going to the prom. It was so interesting to watch the diverse people who all came out to wander the street and drink the night away. We Mormons are missing so much!