Leaving our new found favorite restaurant, with full bellies and the satisfaction of a restaurant that had lived up to it's hype, we made a pit stop at our favorite after work Thursday spot, Drink. Enough time to squeeze in a Candy Cosmo and a quick chat with the bartender and we were off to the second part of the evening.
Off to see Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings. Always promising a dancin' good time, Sharon Jones funked her way through the set with a green sequined tank bringing random people up on to the stage to dance with her. It was a fantastic time. Wonderful Valentine's day, all around (oh ya and I did get flowers vday morning, not to brag or anything).
The Thursday after Sharon Jones was time for our next musical fun time - Big Gigantic. Definitely one of my favorite acts to see live, seeing them twice before I knew they would bring their best, like they do every time. It was interesting to see them grow and gain popularity in the 7 months since I had seen them last. They sold out the big room at Higher Ground, and brought a set of multi-colored spotlights atop giant stacked light up cubes. The show was amazing, with new tracks flying out left and right and Dominic Lolli killin' it on the sax, can't wait to see them again.
So, anyway...about halfway in to the Big Gigantic show I get a text. My grandmother had passed away at 11:22 pm that night. Her health had been declining for some time now so there was nothing shocking about this news, just sort of untimely that I happened to be at a crazy super fun show. I was a little sad, but enjoyed the rest of the night. I didn't really cry much at all over the next couple days and was questioning whether or not I had been compassionate enough or really needed to mourn more. I came to the conclusion that when death is pretty expected, it's really not all that sad. She had 84 years here, but the last 5 were rough. When I saw her last in December she was completely "checked out". She was there, physically, but not responding to anyone, just staring off in to the distance blankly. The only time I got sad about her death is heading down to Boston for the funeral, watching my aunts and uncles cry for her. People I had never seen cry in my entire life had an effect on me.
Back from the weekend in Boston, with Noah by my side, we're unpacking and moving his things in. My son has his own room, which he seems to like a little too much, and we've really enjoyed getting to spend every night together for the past week.
Some new fun tracks for you. Heard this first one during "intermission" at the Big Gigantic show. Come to find out the mix was crafted by a 16 year old!
Wolfgang Gartner - Anthology Mashup (Madeon Mix) by obibongkenobi
And a new track from Royksopp, very enjoyable
Keyboard Milk by Röyksopp