{"id":3676,"date":"2017-11-26T20:09:41","date_gmt":"2017-11-27T03:09:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thesocc.org\/?p=3676"},"modified":"2017-11-26T20:09:41","modified_gmt":"2017-11-27T03:09:41","slug":"alone-again-naturally","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.coloradocollege.edu\/socc\/2017\/11\/26\/alone-again-naturally\/","title":{"rendered":"Alone Again (Naturally)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It\u2019s Wednesday of 3rd week. I\u2019m on the I-25, crawling through rush hour traffic foggily towards Denver. The Cranberries ask me over the stereo if I have to let it linger. A little anxious pit in my stomach starts to open again; I push it down. My day, up to this point, has been a sort of tug-of-war between feeling really excited about the Tyler, The Creator show I\u2019m currently on the way to see and the weird, soul-sucking feeling people\u2019s responses have prompted in me when I told them I was going to the show alone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0The first show I went to alone was an Alex G show in the summer after my senior year of high school. None of my friends had really started to like him yet, but I\u2019d been listening to DSU non-stop since it came out, so I told myself I\u2019d go. “I\u2019m a big girl now,” I thought, “I can go to shows alone.”<\/div>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The hour-long train ride there consisted of me pushing down anxiety-nausea with big gulps of water. I would spend time obsessively thinking about what the people at the show might think when they see me alone. Then I\u2019d tell myself that nobody would be paying enough attention to anybody else to notice that kinda thing. Then I\u2019d get sad. You get the picture.<\/div>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0That show was probably one of the best I\u2019ve seen to date, slightly ruined by the fact that this girl (another alone-attender, though she had a \u201cPress\u201d badge to deflect the blame onto) would not stop following me around until my subway station on the way home. A part from her mild clinginess, there was nothing wrong with this girl\u2013\u2013if anything, she seemed pretty sweet. Having experienced a small part of the show alone, though, I didn\u2019t wanna turn back. Being in this small, 100-year-old basement, listening to Alex play guitar, his face covered in cake (don\u2019t ask), felt really intimate. I wasn\u2019t distracted; or, rather, nobody was distracting me. I was completely there<\/i>, and it was really fucking wonderful. (Until Lindsay tapped me on the shoulder and asked what my name was. Bitch.)<\/div>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Go to shows alone! Or, rather, don\u2019t let a lack of company stop you from seeing any bands live. CC is a more socially-focused environment than most, but even here, shows don\u2019t exist for you to be seen. Shows exist for you to see, listen<\/i> and pay attention<\/i> to who\u2019s on stage.<\/div>\n
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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0The Tyler show was amazing. I took the empty spots by the stairs of the Ogden, left behind by a crowd of five k-holing teenagers that were being escorted out by the cops, as I walked in. For the next hour and a half, I just listened. It was the best night I\u2019d had in a long time (maybe I really am a big girl now).<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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