A Huge Musical Crush and Then Some

Best. Concert. Ever.

Friday night, Carnaval Electrico was held at the Crescent Ballroom in Phoenix. A gathering of musicians including my two big faves: Hanni El Khatib and the Cold War Kids.

Hellz yes.

Hellz yes.

Cold War Kids are frickin amazing. Listen to them.

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If you don’t know who Hanni El Khatib is, check him out here. He’s rock and guitar and amazingness all tied up in taught lyrics. I kinda want to mosh-pit when I listen to him. His new album drops on April 30th and you can check out his new single FAMILY here.

Workin' that mic like a pro.

Workin’ that mic like a pro.

And that’s my good and honest goddamn plug.

Anywho…the main concerts were outside, and despite it being Phoenix it was rainy that night. And yet, it was fabulous. The PBR was flowing and I stayed up late like a big girl should.

“Just call me Cinderella, muthafuckas!”

I ate from my very first food truck and danced my ass off.

My husband is clearly Dennis in this scenario.

My husband is clearly Dennis in this scenario.

And let me just say dancing in the rain was a delicious experience. Feral and wild, it brought the crowd together, not to mention it curled my hair something fierce. By the end of the night I had raccoon eyes and Gary Busey hair.

This is me the next morning. Don't be jealous.

This is me the next morning. Don’t be jealous.

And with the rain, you could feel the love. It’s the hippie in me but the crowd was on that night. All of us meshing and getting along and frolicking in the rain. I bought a fellow dancing companion a beer. Another woman ran through the crowd hugging and kissing strangers – myself included. Another kindred dancer posed for a photo with me.

I have no idea who this woman is.

I have no idea who this woman is. But she’s cool.

As a side note – if my interpersonal skills were as good in the real world as they are at concerts I’d be so well-connected by now.

The best part of the night was…wait for iiiiiiiit…when I met Hanni El Khatib. I was probably about ten feet away from the stage and when he finished his set he meandered through the crowd. No one approached him and I couldn’t help swooning.

Finally on his way back to the stage, my brave husband stopped him and asked if he’d take a photo with me. He said sure and waved me over.

Hanni (we are now on a first name basis) shook my hand and asked my name. On my second beer by then, I told him that my name was “Jules”, blushed, and then vaguely mumbled something about loving him and his music. I think I tried to hug him. A crowd gathered.

Then he wrapped an arm around my waist and we took the photo.

THIS IS MY PROUDEST MOMENT

THIS IS MY PROUDEST MOMENT, MOM

I couldn’t keep the grin off my face for the next fifteen minutes.

Despite my huge musical (and then some) crush on Hanni El Khatib, my husband is the best for arranging it. Whatta man.

WARNING DO NOT GOOGLE IMAGE "WHATTA MAN" BY SALT N PEPA YOU WILL GET DICK PICS.

WARNING DO NOT GOOGLE IMAGE “WHATTA MAN” BY SALT N PEPA YOU WILL GET DICK PICS.

As I said.

Best concert ever.

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    Daniel

    March 10, 2013 at 11:20 pm

    Thanks for the shout out! :)

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    Harley May

    March 11, 2013 at 2:22 am

    LOVE the photo of you and him. Live music and dancing is such a wild experience. And Jules, it sounds like you and I are sister souls.

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    Marsha Stewart

    March 11, 2013 at 7:01 pm

    I’m glad you had fun honey but can you make it through just one blog post without calling your readers “bitches” or “muthafuckas?” Love Mamma.

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