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Saturday, November 06, 2004 :::

Sohn-dra Lehr-kay

This is Sondre Lerche (pronounced Sohn-dra Lehr-kay). He is a guitar prodigy musician from Norway who plays light, airy pop songs that your mom might like. His mantra at last night's concert was "Are you ready to soft rock?!" But don't let that scare you. He's actually quite amazing. And all of his CDs kick ass, so you should start listening to him as soon as possible so that next time he comes to Minneapolis I won't have to go see him by myself again.

After the show, I went to buy the opening band's EP at the merchandise table. They were a band called Golden Republic and they were pretty good and it was only five bucks so I thought I would give it a shot. But as I waited to make my purchase, Sondre himself walked up and stood right in front of me, smiling. I got all star-struck and stuttered "Great show, man," which is the lamest possible thing you could say to a musician, and since when do I say "man"? Gross. Anyway, with him standing there staring at me, I felt kind of pressured to buy one of his $15 T-shirts. So I did. I'm pissed off that I allowed myself to get all weak-kneed and now I own yet another concert T-shirt, which incidently is skin-tight to the point where you can see my nipples through it. Oh well, I crumble in the face of celebrity.

I wish I was still young enough to wear concert T-shirts. Some of my favorite highschool memories involve me and Stacy and Cure concert t-shirts that were worn so often they disintegrated off our bodies.

::: posted by dan at 11:14 AM :: [ link ] :: (7) comments

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I and the rest of the multitude of your blog-worshippers await with eager anticipation the posting of photos of your nipple-icious pecs attempting to burst through this new form-fitting concert t-shirt on the overlooked "Pure Hunk" page.

Enough music review. Bring on the man-beef.

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S&J, at 12:43 PM

i love sondre lerche.
i think you described him pretty accurately.
i would go to shows with you, but i am in california, so i don't think that would work.

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Anonymous, at 2:35 AM

Who cares what he thinks,he butted right in front of you.Was he buying himself a t-shirt?That would be odd.

Incidentally,you can speak for yourself,I never worn anything so often it disintegrated off my body.Remember I also interchanged the cure for boy london,cindy Brady,and depeche mode.

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Stacy, at 7:28 AM

I think you're making up the Depeche Mode T-shirt. And it may not have disintegrated, but it definitely wasn't retired in a wearable condition.

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dan, at 9:43 AM

I remember the Depeche Mode T-shirt. I, however, have never understood the fascination with concert tees. I know that I look dumpy gross in anything I wear & that its only magnified when wearing a t-shirt. I try to avoid wearing them in public whenever possible. Just imagine my reaction when Jake's made me wear a t-shirt *tucked in* for our summer uniform. It was horrendous.

And maybe if you would've given me more than 5 minutes notice I would've gone with you. So stop your cryin'.

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hot babe, at 3:46 PM

I'm with danceswithtrout - bring on the concert-t pics! Or pecs.

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Anonymous, at 7:27 AM

Poor Dan, doesn't have anyone to go to concerts with :( Funny thing, I don't recall being asked to attend, even though it is one of the few bands/artists I probably wouldn't have minded seeing. Oh wait, now I remember, when I called and asked if you were doing anything after work you said "I think I might go see that concert, by myself, but I'm not sure." Was that an invite? I guess I should have read between the lines - or maybe you should have asked me, oh I don't know, more than 20 minutes before the concert started.

B*

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