Unsympathetic
Easily distracted by shiny things.

Yesterday, Paperback Writer (aka Lynn Viehl ) posted a little contest where everyone was asked “what makes you breathless?”

I of course entered, but it made me wonder, a bit, at the variety of answers that popped into my mind. I suppose I had never really given it much thought before, but the things that leave me breathless are as different from each other as a flower is from a computer. (Please forgive the analogy, I’m still a bit under the weather.) The definition I’m using for the word breathless would be something that incites a strong, pleasurable, emotional response. And yes, that is my definition, so it won’t be found in any dictionary anywhere.

The thing that leaves me most breathless would be Fall Out Boy. Or, more precisely, it’s standing in crowd of 1000+ people when FOB plays the first notes of “Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year.” Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. There is something magical about listening to your favorite song live, while being crushed by strangers all singing the same song, knowing that a few of them feel the same way about it that you do. If you’ve never had that experience, I highly recommend it. It will be something you never forget.

I’ve heard FOB play “Sophomore Slump” live twice now, and the second time was that much sweeter, because I had traveled the length of the state (yay San Diego!) to see them, and particularly just to hear that song. If it had been the only song they played, it would have been worth it. It makes hearing it on the stereo that much more meaningful, because each time I am pulled back into the crush of people singing my favorite song at the top of their lungs along with me.

These aren’t the only things that leave me breathless, but they are the first that come to mind. Maybe they aren’t the most awesome, but they are the things that I will look back on and say “thank god for that.” I can’t imagine a world where I’m not left breathless regularly.

So, while I’m not running a nifty contest like Paperback Writer, I’m interested too…. What leaves you breathless?

—”Beautiful Disaster,” 311: 311

2 Responses to “A pretty thing crashed through me and I can’t care.”

  • Nicole said:

    Are you a true Fall Out Boy Fan? Go visit fall out boy wedding. Sign the petition to show how much you care.

    Much Love.

  • lisa said:

    I checked out the site, and well, I think you’re missing the point. I understand that you’re not asking FOB to play at the wedding, but only attend it. And I realize that FOB brought the two of you together. But, if you had been broght together through a Korn concert (don’t laugh), would you expect Korn to show up?

    The key, here, is that FOB made it huge, their latest album put them on the map, and their touring like crazy. I mean, I saw them in Nov., and they were only through the first part of that tour, and they’re on a second tour five months later.

    At the time they made the promise to appear, they didn’t have these tours on the schedule. Do you now expect them to cancel tour dates to show up and spend time with strangers they don’t know? You wouldn’t do it (and don’t say you would. I wouldn’t.I hardly want to go to family reunions because I know nearly no one. Imagine being famous and doing the same thing.) and it’s unfair to pressure them into the same thing.

    The difference between FOB and Korn is that Korn has been huge for awhile, and FOB just made it. You’re being unfair to expect them to attend now. Things come up, famous and non-famous people alike. Things change, and you can’t always keep the promises you made a year ago.

    So, huge fan that I am, I won’t sign the silly petition. I understand why they arn’t able to attend. Maybe you should to.

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