I'll Hold My Breath.

I went to the Mumford and Sons concert on the waterfront tonight.

I witnessed Marcus Mumford playing soccer with his band members and ping pong with his wife.

I saw Dawes and Apache Relay play their opening show.

I witnessed the greatness of Marcus Mumford playing guitar as a guest during the Dawes show.

I saw Mumford and Sons play an amazing show and was surrounded by passionate people who were just as into it as I was.

I laughed at all of their jokes about bourbon and how Winston loved Jack Daniels (which the crowd booed at, of course) and how he also loved chicken. The people around me were shouting “GET THAT MAN A CHICKEN! HE’S IN NEED OF SOME CHICKEN!”

Then Marcus was joking about how his mother tells him to “stop hanging around so many fucking hippies” then proceeded to tell us that she probably wouldn’t curse in reality.

After the AMAZING show, I met the bassist of Dawes, Wiley. SUCH a cool dude.

Tonight was absolutely FLAWLESS. Great music, Great people, Great excitement.

Thank you to my wonderful friends who made this night possible.

I love you!