JUSTIN BIEBER LOVES GAELIC STORM! The 100th Post Extravaganza

This post was originally written on Friday, November 14th.





Kylie: Hullo, friends! Do you know what this post is? It's important.

Do you know what it is yet?

No?

Do you need a hint?

Well you're not getting one.

Korrin: I'll give you a hint because I'm not a stickler like Kylie.

It has to do with whiskey and a girl named Nancy.

And maybe also Russell Crowe.

Kylie: KORRIN DON'T FLOUT MY AUTHORITY

Also, yes! That's right! Russell Crowe probably gave it away *stares pointedly at Korrin* so I'll just tell you.

It's post number 100!

Korrin: Right because Russell Crowe has everything to do with it being the 100th post and not what the post is going to be on.

Kylie: Um excuse you. Russell Crowe has EVERYTHING to do with a couple of socially awkward Utah twenty-something Mormon girls.

Korrin: Okay, I will give you that one. But enough of this malarkey, lets get onto what we want to talk about tonight at 11:30 p.m.

Kylie: AHAHAHAHA Korrin said "malarkey!"

Anyways, what does whiskey have to do with Mormons? That sounds totes weird. That goes together like Idaho and not-having-any-potatoes.

Well, boy howdy, do we have a tale for you.

Korrin: It all started with an email from the local theater in the town that I live.  Since I had to watch plays there for a certain art class, they now pester me incessantly with ads.

In the beginning of July this year I got an email for the line up of performances the coming season.

Guess which incredibly awesome performance was scheduled to come to my little college town...

Kylie: If you guessed "Justin Bieber," then you're dead wrong.

It was Gaelic Storm.

See, we have a history with Gaelic Storm.

One day, Amanda sat us all down around the table in my backyard and played a song for us. It was an epic tale of a donkey. But this wasn't just any donkey. It was a DRUNK donkey. A drunk donkey that ran through the streets as the cops attempted to pull him over for a DUI and public intoxication. But the donkey, fueled by moonshine and awesomeness, managed to jump into a horse race and win before dropping dead. The donkey's tail ends up forever immortalized on a pub wall. I'll let you make your own assumptions of what happens in the end.

We were all hooked.

Korrin: This started a love for new age rock/country/folk/ Irish music.  The main band being Gaelic Storm. Amanda fell in love and played their music where ever we went, including the Scottish Festival at Thanksgiving Point.

Fast forward back to July 2k14.

When I saw that said band was coming to a theater near me, I immediately told Kylie and we bought tickets the day they were on sale.

One little tiny problem. They were coming before Amanda would be home from her mission.

Kylie: The BIG problem was that her return date was estimated to be four days after the concert.

We were worried. Actually, that's an understatement.

We were terrified.

See, Gaelic Storm had rapidly become Amanda's all time favorite band after she discovered them. How could we in good conscience go to the concert of her favorite band, a band that never came to Utah?

Korrin: Good thing we don't have a conscience.

Tonight, ladies and (maybe) gentlemen, we went to the Gaelic Storm concert.

Amanda is going to kill us.

Kylie: Yes she is! We will probably be murdered! YAAAAAAAAAAY!

But holy crap.

Holy.

Crap.

These people are my favorite people. They know how to put on a show like nobody's business. Between how happy I was to see them perform and how absoultely hilarious they were, I couldn't stop giggling.

The whole time.

The poor woman sitting next to me...

Korrin: I'm pretty sure I accidentally elbowed the lady next to me in the boob.

The theater is old and the seats are way to close together.

Anyway, that concert was without a doubt the greatest performances I have ever been to in my life.  I thought I loved this band before, but now I can't even comprehend how great they are.

There were only 4 songs that I didn't know, and I plan on changing that as soon as possible.

The main speaker could tell a story without letting truth get in the way of it.  His verbal rendition of the story behind "The Night I Punched Russell Crowe in the Head" had me in tears from laughing so hard.

Kylie: I believe 100% of this story. Why would they lie?

Seriously though, this concert was genius. There was so much energy the whole time. It was just... FUN.

Hey Korrin. Do you know what a pirate's favorite letter is?

Korrin: RRRRRRR!

Kylie: No, 'tis the C!

(SEE. SEE HOW FUNNY THEY WERE. THAT WAS A GOOD JOKE. YOU WEREN'T EXPECTING THAT PUNCHLINE.)

Korrin: They were all so amazing.

Now a side tangent, I am a music person. I play the violin. It's something that fascinates me. And that fiddler is so freaking amazing! I loved watching her play.

Plus, there were freaking bagpipes! Who can hate on that?! That's right, NO ONE!

Since we were allowed to record them, they asked one thing of us.

That if we put anything we recorded on YouTube, we needed to title it "Justin Bieber Loves Gaelic Storm."

They hated on Bieber a lot.

It was marvelous!

They also encouraged us to dance like crazy people. The only problem is that there is no leg room in that theater, let alone dancing room.  But we tried anyway.

The main singer is a master of jazz hands and dances as good as Kylie does.

Kylie: Oh yeah, man. Patrick Murphy can totes shake it shake it like he's supposed to do.

We just wanted to shout out a quick "thank you" everyone for staying with us these 100 posts. Your support means everything to us. Although we may be silly 99.9% of the time, we really do know that we're where we're supposed to be and doing what we're supposed to be doing. We are incredibly touched that you've supported us just as much as you've supported our best friends on their missions. Thanks for sticking around to see us through 100 posts.

All that mushy stuff being said, I must say that this post does not end here, because I did manage to record one song.

Can you guess which one it is?

Good readers of our blog, I present to you the song that started it all...

 

Darcy's Donkey.