Current Location: Nirvana Company: The Lovely Feathers

ATTENTION WORLD!

Last night was the greatest night of my life.

Why? Because I saw the Lovely feathers. Not only did I see them, I danced w/ them, I sang w/ them, I talked w/ them and I smiled w/ them. My life is complete.

The night started off like this: Me and Janer at Karen's with her puppy. Suddenly, a call from the delicious Molly Swain with instructions to meet her at Broken City (aka. my new favorite place). After a fabulous foggy windshield drive and a great park job in the sketchiest of sketch alleys, we arrive. We now only have 3 hours to wait before the show starts. Good times ensue as drinks and food are ingested and friends appear from all over. During this time there were slight moments of shortness of breath when members of the Lovely Feathers would walk past us or simply stand in the corner on the other side of the bar and breath (an incredible sight to see). 9:30 finally rolls around the the opening bands open up the show. Crazy, I know (please notice rhyme-arama just then). While they were good (espcially Ghost Keeper, a local band) all I wanted was The Lovely Feathers.

Now, I'm generally very nervous around bands and such but I could tell tonight was going to be a different kind of night. While Molly and I admired the moogerfooger device, Noah Bernamoff, the bassist, went to grab a cord but it slipped from his grasp. Seeing as it was right by me I handed it back to him which made that action the biggest interaction I have ever had with a band. During soundcheck the boys would play little riffs from their songs, all which made me and my comrades short of breath. By the time Mark Kupfert opened his mouth to the microphone and spoke his first words, my body was in full on freak out status. Frantic was their first song and I went off. The best night of my life had just begun.

The Feathers played old stuff and new stuff and both were fabulous. The new songs made me tres excite for la nouvelle album which should becoming out early next year and during every song off My best friend Daniel or Hind Hind Legs, Molly and I (and karen and this sweet girl who i didn't know) would sing at the top of our lungs and dance like we have never danced before. Mid way throught the set, Mark looks over at us and is like "you know, if there isn't enough room on the floor you guys could come and dance up here" I look and my friends and my jaw drops. "Man" I say "I definitly have to hit that up" Mark then looks at his crew and is all "Roddy? Roddy." Then whispers in to the microphone "stewart". Now I have a lot of history with this song as I played it all summer at Kamp and everyone loves it and it is one of my fav songs to play on guitar. I look at my friend Coral from Kamp and we freak out. I then look at Molly and we freak out. We then look at the Lovely feathers and freak out because we are going to go dance with them.

So we are on stage, busting a move to rod stewart and singing at the top of our lungs. Now, previously to this in the middle of some song, I can't remember which, Mark says "It's your turn now" and Molly and I sang at the top of lungs while the Lovley feathers played. It was awesome. Little did I know things would get much, much awesomer. Back to dancing 30 cms away from Mark, Ted, David and Noah. During one part of the song Mark leans away from his microphone and I, Katelyn Louise Mudry, sang into Mark Kupferts microphone for all of Broken City to hear. I know it didn't sound anywere near as good as the real thing, but hopefully people got the gist of how much I LOVE this band. After Roddy is finished and Mark thanks me and I thank him for being awesome, I run real quick to the bathroom cause that is how I roll.

When they played Wrong Choice I almost started to cry I was so happy. Nothing is better then seeing you favorite band with some of your favorite people and listening to a song that will rip your heart out. They then said that that was actually thier last song. No way was that going to happen. With encouragement from the crowd, the boys ended up doing not 1, but 2 more encores, being far over thier alotted set time. The last song they played was Frantic, for the second time and it was like heaven. Espically when David passed us the microphone and I once again was a part of the Lovely feathers sound. Afterwards I shook hands with Mark and David and told them how much I loved them, talked to Noah about Richard who is unfourtunatly off at med. school and we both gave props to doctors, and talked to Ted while buying 61 dollars worth of merch (some was for my sister).

I can now say that I have personally talked to, sang with, danced with, smiled with and sweated with The Lovely Feathers. My life is complete.