So walking into this concert was… a little bit daunting. All of their songs are on my phone, but I skip through all but one of them on my morning drive in lieu of sing-a-long classics. So I had listened to Milky Chance before. I’ve never dedicated an Instagram to my favorite artist or followed a boyband cross-country on tour (but I’m extremely jealous if you have). I’ve never been a die-hard fan of anything (depressing, I know). THE EBERLY.Īnd first time seeing MILKY CHANCE (this is where my inferior friendship story comes in, so listen up kiddos)!! Okay in my defense, I have decidedly cool girl music taste compared to most of the kids in my town. ‘TIMSHEL’ – COME WHAT MAY.įirst BRUNCH (I’ll never get over how truly adult I felt, guys)… BRUNCH.
ALIVE MILKY CHANCE LYRICS FULL
Yesterday was a day full of sunlight streaming through squeaky clean windows and quiet footsteps inside The Contemporary Austin art museum. Yes, BRUNCH – how adult!!! How sophisticated!!!! Well, it was to me, regardless of the real connotations behind the breakfast-lunch hybrid. It’s a day full of expectations and (somewhat forced) change and pure bliss. Witnessing someones first day of being 18 though… it’s hard to beat (insert the standard sappy Instagram paragraph that every girl ever posts for every one of her friends, because yes. I say this pretty often, but it always seems true to me every.
Yesterday was one of the better days of my life.
It means that, by association, I’m pretty much the coolest girl around.
It means that I’m always finding amazing bands playing in hole-in-the-wall venues that I would never visit on my own. Having these friends means that I’m always growing and learning and pushing my boundaries. Like endless concerts and impromptu 7-hour road trips to the next state over and last minute hair-chop jobs and tiny tattoos. Sometimes it gets me down (I mean, who likes feeling inferior?) and I sit there in my friend Bonnie’s handpainted room listening to obscure ~indie~ vinyl records, pretty much feeling sorry for myself and my lame, sometimes basic, music taste and bedroom full of polaroids.īut sometimes, having these insane friends breeds AMAZING opportunities. It’s hard to admit, but I am most definitely, without a doubt, absolutely no questions asked… the least cool of all of my friends.
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