Very Superstitious or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Listened to the Music

Hello everybody!

For those of you who have younger siblings, please be careful what you tell your far-too-impressionable siblings because seemingly innocent fibs can have lasting effects. Case in point: I saw Nada Surf in concert on Tuesday night, the same day their new album, The Stars Are Indifferent to Astronomy, was released. I pre-ordered the album, but was scared to listen to it on Tuesday. Why? you may ask. Don’t you know, it’s bad luck to listen to a band on the same day you’re seeing them live.

Say what?

Um, yes. See, my older sisters took me to two my first two concerts, both in Milwaukee, which is about two hours away from where I grew up. And, for some reason, neither wanted to listen to Debbie Gibson and New Kids on the Block for the entire ride. So they decided to tell their sweet, naive youngest sister that it was bad luck to listen to those acts on the way to the concert. In fact, it was bad luck to listen to them that day at all. 

And I fell for it. Granted, I was twelve and going to my first concert and convinced that Joey McIntyre was going to fall in love with me, so best to not tempt fate.

But here we are all these years later…and I still don’t like to do it. Even though I now know why they told me that. And I know it’s stupid. I really do, but what if?

So then I had the Nada Surf dilemma, I wanted to hear some of the new album before the concert, but would I be okay if I did? Then I thought, Enough is enough, you know better, don’t you? DON’T YOU?  So that morning, I downloaded the album (LEGALLY, paid for it and everything!) and listened…and nothing happened! My day went really well, the concert was phenomenal. The only bad thing was this super tall guy who decided to stand RIGHT in front of me, like six inches in front of me. I kept having to move over and then he moved over. That was annoying, but honestly, that was it. Tall guys at concerts are ALWAYS annoying!

So Eileen and Meg, thanks for the emotional scars, but I have finally accepted the fact that nothing bad will happen if you listen to the band you’re about to see. At least, I think I’m finally over it. 

And to you older siblings out there, play nice! Your little sister or brother may one day be a published author and have the power to unfairly portray you in a work of fiction (although I’d never do that…but don’t push me!).

XO, Elizabeth

P.S. – For those who are interested in Nada Surf (and you should be!), the concert I saw on Tuesday night at the Bowery Ballroom in NYC is online, you can watch it here. You won’t see me though, as I was in the back apparently hiding behind a super tall and rude guy.

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2 Responses to “Very Superstitious or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Listened to the Music”

  1. Connie Onnie says:

    Once at a concert my friend (who is short) and I got stuck behind a tall guy when he turned around and saw us he let us in front of him. I was so touched I kind of got emotional.

    • That is so nice, Connie! That guy only turned around once to ask me if a song they just played was a cover. I wanted to say, “Oh, NOW you realize that I exist? THANKS!” But I just glared at him and said, “Yes, Depeche Mode.” I DID once have a super tall guy notice he was blocking my view and got out of the way AND pulled somebody else who was blocking me, and that person was Gary Lightbody from Snow Patrol. So if a famous lead singer can be chivalrous…