Jun 13
Great attending RUSH concert last night with mutual music aficionados 🎶
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Great attending RUSH concert last night with mutual music aficionados 🎶
💕🎵🎸🎶
Vote for your favourite 70s Rush Album
“Favorite 70s Rush Album final poll. Time to crown the winner! #rushfan #rushfans #rush @rushisaband”
The runners up from last week's poll go head to head.
Geddycorn: or, How Kelly D Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Rush Today is the date when I first listened to Rush, a decade ago. I was a mousy young freshman attending a college that did not suit me in the least. I somehow always knew that deep down, yet at that point and for years previously, I constantly felt out of place. So, to my 18-year-old self, what was four more years of feeling like a dweeb and an outcast for liking the movies, books, and music that I liked and having the thoughts and concepts that I had? I was prepared to yet again be the one fighting against the current because I knew no other way. I felt like that throughout all of elementary, middle, and high school- it was my version of normal. This all changed on the day of September 19th, 2006. I had been flirting and getting to know a gentleman who I had met a few weeks before I left for college and he told me his two favorite musical artists were Ani DiFranco and Rush. I knew of Ani’s music but the only thing I knew about Rush was that their drummer had a rotating drum kit, mentioned in passing by my 8th grade music teacher. Though I was a fervent fan of mainstream classic rock, somehow I had never heard “Tom Sawyer” or “Limelight.” So Greg, the aforementioned suitor, sent me an mp3 of “Time Stand Still” via email. And that it did. I still recall listening to it played through my school-issued laptop in my tiny, cramped dorm room, organizing a space meant for two people yet housing three (and oh, what a joy that turned out to be- the two other young women ganged up on me and essentially forced me out), hearing this wondrous tune about “freezing this moment” and how “the innocence slips away.” “Close my eyes/let my defenses down”? You better believe I did. I fell in love, instantly. I demanded more of this incredible band’s music, with strange yet accessible melodies from the guitarist, and the high-pitched singer who still managed to sing in key, and the drummer who not only came up with some of the hardest drum parts in the world- but also wrote the lyrics! I couldn’t get enough. And so the obsession began, and continues ten years later. There’s more to the story but I believe that shall be considered memoir material. . . Suffice to say, I feel as if I’ve lived many lifetimes between then and now. I’ve seen the best and worst in humanity, been to the zenith and nadir of the Rota Fortunae, and have accomplished far beyond anything I ever had hoped to achieve back then. I’ve met some of the most amazing, generous, loving, brilliant, and hilarious people along the way- along with the feeling that finally, I belong somewhere. Thanks for being along for the ride. I couldn’t have done any of it without the people I met over the past decade and I'm grateful for you all. As a postscript, in both pictures I'm posing in two rooms: the one on the left is my dorm room where I listened to Rush for the very first time and the one on the right is my new apartment bedroom where I'm living independently (with my sister) for the first time ever. In both places I feel a little out of place and nervous, but mostly excited. Reflecting back on my 18-year-old self, I wish I could tell her to stop being so apprehensive because she has the world at her feet. Now that I think of it, I need to tell that to my 28-year-old self more often, too. "Time stand still. . ." (Kelly D, ~09.19.06 and 09.19.16)
If you ever wanted to know a little more about me and what a massive Rush fan I am, here’s a great phone interview I did a couple weeks ago with Kevin Hale, creator of the “Shooting from the Lip” podcast.
It makes me sad when I hear of/see male Rush fans being assholes/bigots/elitists, etc. because all of the male Rush fans I've met have been really nice. And I hope other Rushgirls on here get to meet those nice male Rush fans.
Why does it seem that most of what the older Rush fans do is bitch about various things related to the band?
Even good things.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised that it's mostly people from the Cygnus X-1.net Facebook page doing the bitching.