This is my tiny tribute to the visual artist Scott Hansen/ISO50 who has influenced my work like none other. The words are from his songs under his monkier Tycho.
My hetero lifemate and I got to hug Scott at one of his Second Saturday in Sacramento shows. When we first arrived there was a man standing behind a mass of music equipment. Having never seen a picture of Scott I asked Yesenia, "Is that him?" "Yeah, I mean, he is standing behind all that stuff...I think it's him." The nice man walks over asks us how we're doing and I explode, "CAN I GIVE YOU A HUGPLEASELOL" "Uhhh...sure?" At this point I black out and can't feel Yesenia tugging on my arm, trying to mention that she thinks he's not Scott, as I'm leaping full-force at a total stranger. She hugs this stranger as well, whose name we find out is Mike. Mike set the show up.
Hours later Mike comes up to us in the middle of Scott's music performance and jokingly asks for another hug, we oblige as he was agreeably quite cute. After Scott's performance I was so nervous to actually meet him that I just wanted to go home, Yesenia commanded me to at least say hello. Scott walked passed with what had appeared to be a photographer I interjected, "Hi, Scott?" We chatted, hugged, I forgot to introduce Yesenia I was so stoked.
The rest of the night I wouldn't shut up about how awesome the entire situation was.
Jesus, do I sound like a stalker yet?