a moment was happening... and you ruined it.

juxta. always special. always fun. something's missing...

a good chunk of the concert was old music. zack took over "clocks" (from nate) and "your body is wonderland" (from chris). josh and matt took dave's old solos ("slide" and "here is gone," i think...). didn't really miss chris or nate (they didn't do any michael jackson), but listening to others sing dave's songs was really painful. like, sad painful.

the group sent off a good chunk of its members at spring concert last year. i knew things weren't going to be the same this year. but hey, at least dave didn't get one of those wall-thingies. that meant he was staying, right? he was the truly exceptional soloist of the group. and he wasn't there anymore. due to "circumstances beyond his control." greatest tragedy of the night.

al... his voice sounded supported, but thin. which could have been because of the amps being equalized funny. but he just sounded... maybe it just sounded unbalanced. guess i'll have to sit closer (so i can hear the guys instead of the speakers), attend a non-amped concert (kicking myself for missing juxta and java earlier this week), or somehow manage to hear them un-mic'd differently.

speaking of un-mic'd performances... dave once performed an entire solo un-mic'd, while everybody else was... my guess is that, if anybody can do it now, it would be josh/james. but i wouldn't bet on it.

intermission was the virginia belles (of uva). what crap. unsupported, un-energized, limited range... not everybody, but nearly everybody. and these were the solists. especially the chick that sang "toxic." what a nightmare. she would go from chest notes straight to head notes. that's right, randomly busting out the falsetto. painful.

chick that sang "whose bed have your boots been under?" was cute. at least i thought so. matt didn't like her hair. anyway, have nothing to say against her singing. nice voice, good energy, sufficient support. nothing dazzling, though. and i thought she was hot.

end of intermission brought jeff and dave to the stage. scratching and beatboxing, of course. guys came out... i thought maybe they would have joined them. no such luck.

i should have thought ahead. i was thinking of bringing matt's camera, but i figured... why would i record anything? i should have remembered "shake your booty."

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oh, and did i mention that matt cried? last time he was to sing magic with the guys. from the back of your big brown eyes...

also... i lost all my notes for the rest of this post because of the damn wysiwyg editor trying to convert my <>'d notes into html tags. bitchy.