New York Bucket List: Bowery Ballroom

Cursive is a band that I have loved intensely since I was sixteen. For years, the voicemail message on my phone was a recording from the song "The Radiator Hums". I threw out the phone to try to get through to you. That lyric still sums up the way I feel about voicemail. But I digress.



A few months ago I received an email from Bowery Ballroom, as I often do. This one was special though, because that's how I found out Cursive was playing two nights in New York. I asked Andrew if he wanted to go, and he didn't (womp womp). I decided though that I was just going to go by myself, for adventure, and because I didn't want to pass this up. Cursive to me is on Rilo Kiley's level, and I will never get to see them, so I didn't want to let this opportunity go.

These photos are a little bit repetitive, but I was psyched that they came out the way they did (kind of okay) being that I was under the stage, and wasn't using a flash or a zoom lens.

Two finals words: Tim Kasher.












And yeah so.. Tim Kasher.

Me in Manhattan

Yesterday I had a total "me day". The kind where you go into the city, visit a museum, stroll around the most beautiful park ever, have some drinks during happy hour, watch one of your favorite bands since forever perform, eat pizza, and meet Macaulay Culkin.

I MET MACAULAY CULKIN.

At the MoMa.
The one celebrity I care enough about to frame a photo of for my room. Yep, met him.

Photo sets to come! Me and my Canon had a really pretty day.