On Tuesday night I went to my 5th Michael Franti and Spearhead concert with tickets graciously provided by my mom. I've been in love with him and his music for a long time, he's a reggae/ rock mix and his lyrics are beautiful. He's an incredible entertainer and by far my favorite to see live. The concert started out amazing as usual and for his last song he asked all the kids to come up on stage, my mom and I rushed to the front only for to security to stop us, but I yelled, "I'm a kid, thats my MOM!" and pointed to the lady next to me. We were let on stage and next thing I knew I was dancing next to Michael Franti himself singing "I got love for you". It was amazing, the hott guitarist kept walking by and squeezing my shoulder, my "you're a free card" look wasn't acknowledged. Damn.
After Michael finished singing I told him how great his music was and blah blah blah using very big Alli Suvanto arms to show how great he was (she talks very ascetically with her arms) and he totally gave me a hug, NOT initiated by me. His sweat leaving behind my whole right side of my body as I said more and more compliments and then said "you know who got my stoked on your music? my mom" He said I know I recognize her, you have a rad mom, and gave me his guitar pick. AHHHHHHH! My karma is insane as of lately!! By the way that was my moms 15th MF concert. Insane.
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