The One Where I Went To See Scars on 45 and Rachel Platten a Few Times.
When you stick Scars on 45 and Rachel Platten in the same lineup on a weekend, I automatically plan on going without even a question or a blink of an eye of how long the drive is. 500 miles? I got this.
And since I can never just go to one show at a time, of course a few fun things got added last minute. Unplanned is always the best plan.
The original plan was to drive straight to Vegas the day before the show. Rachel ended up having a little win your way in, radio performance the day before in Burbank, so I entered and decided to change plans if I won. Well, I won.
So instead of leaving Friday morning, Yvonne and I met up Thursday night after we got off work and drove down to LA. We arrived at Jane’s place around 1am and tried as quietly as possible to sneak in without waking her.
What felt like just a few short hours later, our alarms went off and Yvonne and I headed out to get coffee and to be at the studio in Burbank by 10am. Jane had to work so she couldn’t come with. Boo.
We got to the 104.3myfm studios and sat in their lobby trying not to fall asleep. And of course I took a picture of this giant Adam face.
They let us into the room where the performance was going to be, and it was a giant room of pillows. I plopped myself on a giant one right up front (and hit Yvonne in the face with another pillow, I am mean) and then we waited until it was time for Rachel and Craig to perform. I kept telling Yvonne, “They’re going to be so excited when they see me.” (That sounds conceited, but it turned out to be super true.)
When the side door opened from the room they were in, Craig spotted me first. He got a huge grin on his face and was all “HEY! WHAT’S UP!” as he sat down at his drum set.
Rachel grabbed her guitar and spotted me about 10 seconds later, “OMG HI!” They were both super smiley during the performance. They are the stinking cutest.
Rachel played a few new songs (her album is going to be AMAZING!) and afterwards we went up to say hi. Rachel instantly started talking a mile a minute.
“Omg, hi! I am so glad you are here. I love when I see familiar faces!”
“I kept saying to Yvonne, they’re going to be so excited!”
“I WAS EXCITED. Did Craig see you?!”
“Yeah, he saw me before you did.”
“Was HE excited?!” I love her.
We were chatting, and I mentioned that we were going to Vegas the following day.
“YOU ARE? OMG. I’m going to steal all the dogs.” (The show was part of Pet-a-palooza) We talked about Vegas a bit more, and I mentioned that I live 5 hours north, so we had to come to this show since it was sorta on the way. Rachel punched me in the arm.
“SHUT UP, NO YOU DON’T. Was this worth it?”
“Uh, yeah. I love you girl.”
“Oh my God I love youuuu.” Adorable. We took a photo, and as I was walking away she yells at me, “And I’m totally rocking my hair curly now like you!”
Can we just be best friends now? Or is she too busy becoming best friends with Taylor Swift?
Yvonne went to say hi really quick, and then we got ready to leave. Craig was near the exit door, so we stopped to talk to him for several minutes. We were both driving to Vegas within the next few hours, so we joked about racing each other on the freeway.
After we said goodbye, we headed to Pasadena to meet up with Jane on her lunch break. We went to a restaurant named Lucky Boy (yeah, I sang the Matt Nathanson song in my head the entire time) and I ate a ginormous avocado burrito. There had to be at least 2 full avocados in there. Yes, please.
We hit the road towards Vegas after consuming half of the burrito baby. And of course I stopped at the first Dunkin Donuts I saw, because CAFFEINE ALWAYS!
We hung out with their dogs for a little bit, and then headed out to get donuts and dinner. (Those giant burritos kept us full for a good 8 hours!)
We were going to explore Vegas with Craig later that evening, but we are old ladies and got tired after dinner and needed to go to sleep early so I texted him that I had to cancel on him. Sorry, buddy. We are lame. Plus Vegas on a Friday night? Eh. Traffic up the wazoo.
The next morning we woke up around 7am and sat around drinking coffee and hanging with the dogs again. We started getting ready and then headed to the park where the show was at. It was a noon to six gig, so hello Vegas sun in the middle of the day (aka this must be what hell feels like.)
Rachel went on first, and it was ridiculously hot. I pulled my hair back into a braid during her set, because I was sweating in all the places and my huge fro was not helping to keeping me cool.
She was doing a little meet and greet afterwards, so of course we headed over to say hi to her.
“Even though I knew you were coming, I was still so excited to see you!” she said as she hugged me tight. “And your hair looks so pretty today! And those flowers!” She’s seriously the cutest thing on the planet.
“Are you coming to any shows this summer?!” she asked before I left.
“I’m gonna try!” I said, and just that made her face light up. (I am seeing her on Sunday & Monday, so I kept my word!)
I went over to talk to Craig. He had a friend there and he introduced us as, “This is Joslyn. She is the girl that was supposed to go out with us last night…*turns back to me* we stayed out until 2am last night.”
“I KNOW, I KNOW. I am an old lady. I’m not even 30 yet and I needed sleep. I would have died staying out until 2am.”
Blue October was next, and Jane and I were dying, so we went to find shade. We are wimps. Kudos to the other girls for holding down the fort.
We went to go sit under a tree, and as we were walking towards the glorious shade, we ran right into Scars who were just arriving! “HEY!” I screamed and they all tried to hug me at once. “Woah, there’s too many of you.”
“Are you leaving?” Chris asked us. I gave him a stupid look.
“NO. We’re just going to sit in the shade over there. We’ll see you in a bit.”
The crowd got seriously packed during Blue October, so Jane and I stood in the back. As soon as he was finished playing, we made our way back to the front to let the other girls take a break from the sun, before Scars started.
So, the crazy game plan….Yvonne and I were going to stay another night in Vegas and drive home early the next morning. But then Jane somehow talked us into driving back to LA that night, because Rachel was performing Fight Song at a MS Walk in Pasadena the next morning at 11am. (OK, let’s face it, I didn’t need much talking into…)
Yvonne wanted to stay and see Mat Kearney, so I drove back to Erin and Dahl’s place and took a shower (goodbye, nasty Vegas sweatyness!) and grabbed our stuff and then headed back to the park to pick up Yvonne after the show so we could just hit the road and go when the show was finished.
We got back to LA around 11pm, and pretty much went straight to sleep. Being in the sun drained us. Also, I’m just old now.
Jane woke up before Yvonne and I, because she was being extra crazy and running a 5k in Hollywood, and then driving over to the MS Walk in Pasadena right after.
Yvonne and I had no clue how big the crowd was going to be, so we headed over early to check out the scene. Getting there early meant we had a ton of time to check out all the booths handing out a CRAP TON OF AWESOME SHIT. I felt bad because we were basically there to see Rachel play her one song and then peace out, but what they don’t know won’t hurt them…yes I will take your free KIND Bars and water…
So. Rachel played her song and was super cute as always, and then we headed out for brunch while all the walkers went to be awesome and walk for a cause. (If I had planned this I would have dressed more sporty and walked. Fail.)