OK, I can finally stop talking about it, because I did indeed catch a way early flight back from BlogHer on Sunday morning and did indeed drive straight to the Mile High Music Festival and did indeed take my son to see John Mayer (back story here).
Well, I *would* have driven straight there, if the traffic had not been horrendous, and had we not just sat there on Havana Street for an hour and a half. Not. kidding. It was so bad that Danielle’s car (which said it was *108* outside, thank you vera much) in turn, said NO THANK YOU VERA MUCH, and overheated. We had to abandon it at some office park along the way and all illegally squish in to our truck. At least our “Carpooling To Mile High” sign was indeed VERY true at that point.
We arrived just to hear the last few songs from Colbie Caillet in the parking lot, and after I got over my disappointment at missing her – I had an attitude adjustment and remembered HEY! THIS IS GONNA BE A FUN DAY, RIGHT? WITH MY PEEPS!
And it was.
All the photos (from Declan’s little point & shoot camera, seeing as I was tired of lugging my 50 pound Canon around all weekend) are in my MHMF Flickrset.
But, most importantly, even though John Mayer tried to trick us by going on early, we still made it time to see almost all his set. And most most most importantly, Declan’s most favorite song, Waiting On The World To Change. Yes, I cried. And YES, that screech at the end? That’s Declan.
The other significant event of the day was seeing the The Roots. I am a big enough music dork to admit I first heard of the Roots from the Mandy Moore movie Chasing Liberty (go ahead, laugh), but WHO CARES, CAUSE THEY ARE FRACKING AWESOME. And they tore the roof off in Denver last weekend. Here they are playing their song The Seed, which is one of my all-time favorite songs.
Again, sorry for the cruddy video quality, but let’s remember it was from a teensy tiny camera – and ALSO I was just lucky to not be crushed by the crazed mob in there.
And then finally, it was Dave Matthews’ turn. Bryan and I saw him at the Red Rocks 95 show. Yes, THAT show. I remember them tweaking the sound for THAT show for like HOURS, but it was worth it. THAT show was amazing. And I have to say, Dave sounds just as good, even after all these years. But, it was late, Declan was starting to wheeze from all the grass pollen he had inhaled all day, and you can bet your booty *I* was dead on my feet. So we called it a day.
But what a fun day.