It's sold out. And Jens Lekman and crew are the cutest thing ever. I mean they are just so adorable live I really can't stand it. After their last show I changed my myspace status to gay. Went gay for Jens. Oh, and The Honeydrips? Awesome. Stay tuned for our listening party with them. So, if you want a pair of tickets to this show:
Black Cat
Wed, Apr 2
Jens Lekman
The Honeydrips
Marla Hansen
Mainstage 8:00pm
then comment below with how gay you are for Jens. I don't care if you're a lady. Just get all gay over the man.
We'll send an email to the winner by noon on Monday.
Previously in Misc/Awesome:
- 12/28: Terrible Boyfriend/ Girlfriend Generator.
- 12/1: The John Waters Advent Calendar-it starts today
- 11/28: It Chooses You: All I Want for Christmas is Everything from Miranda July's Pop-Up Shop
- 11/3: Things I'd Move to Minnesota For
- 9/6: PHOTOS: Maloof $$ Money Cup
- 9/2: PHOTOS: Chantilly Model Train Show
- 9/1: Libby's List: 5 Things I Want Right Now...
- 8/22: PHOTOS: Best Friends Day
- 8/10: PHOTOS: Lawn Mover Racing, Eastern Seaboard Regionals @ Bowles Farm
- 7/26: Special List: Things the BYGays Want Now That We Can Marry In DC (and NY!)
God loves a cheerful giver.
the way to maximize regret over not having tix for a sold out show is to actually not get any tix.
OMG Jens is soooooo dreamy. I'm so gay for Jens, I'd go so far as to kiss *Cale* if i knew it would impress him. Imagine that! Please pick me, so i can bring my equally gay-for-Jens coworker, who said she'd wear a really really short skirt to the show if i scored a ticket for her. How gay is that?!?
because at the last show i loved him so much i went up to him afterward and all i could think to say was "that was great!...um... can i shake your hand?" and i NEED a do-over.
I would move back to Boston just to make an honest man out of Jens.
I'm so gay for Jens Lekman, I've been practicing singing-in-the-round and my finger snaps in case he does "Pocketful of Money" for an encore again.
do you know what a gay horse eats?
HAYYYYYYYYYYY!
an egyptian cab driver told me that joke yesterday and i am embarassing myself recounting it on the interwebs.
*shameface*
If I could cry-y-y, if I could cry-y-y, if I could cry-y-y for Jens Lenkman, it would go like this: do do do do dooooooooo, do do do, do do dooooooooo, do do do do dooooooooo, do do dooo, do doooooooo. And I would do a silly little arm twirling, booty shaking dance while I did it. That's how gay I feel for Jens.
Wanna know how I know you're gay? Because you like Coldplay... and Jens Lekman.
jens lekman is a joke! makes me ashamed of being swedish. and I USED TO LIVE IN KORTEDALA!
I'm trying to think of something gay to say, but every time i open my mouth to speak, purses and rainbows fall out.
I love him so much I wish I were Nina.
I'm not going to let anything stand in my way.
I need tickets to be with him.
My big gay crush on Jens has gotten to the point.
Where it's bigger than that of Christian Siriano.
That alone should show you how much I love him.
Please pick me! If you do I will go to the show, Jens and I will fall madly and instantly in love, and the two of us will come to your house sing you songs in beautiful harmony and proceed to have 10,000 of your babies on the spot. Plus, I said please, ok?
I like Coldplay? What?
burrrp oh excuse me, that's my purse there.
one word... snöboll
I'm gayer than Elton John in purple rhinestone pants making sweet love to Ian McKellen in his Magneto costume in the middle of the Gay Pride Parade. Which is pretty gay, considering I'm a woman.
why can't i stop thinking of jens lekman? i don't wanna see good love fall into the wrong hands. i've been stalking every drive-in bingo in sweden to no avail. jens, if you're out there, when i said i wanted to be your dog, i WAS coming on to you...and that last time we talked about "us," you DID say "maple leaves," right? RIGHT?! why won't you answer your email?! all i'm getting is these damn out-of-office auto-replies!
I gotta have a ticket to see jens!!! THE LAUGHTER IS GONE IN MY HEART. I never told him the end of the joke.
You: Jens Lekman
Me: Think Golden Girls marathon at a Bed and Breakfast by the sea, with croissants and petit fours in a sleek, impeccably decorated, Madonna dance party-infused, track-lighted environment. We will host Cher vs. Celine Dion theme nights. Dachshunds optional. We will comb the aisles of Crate & Barrel and Williams-Sonoma, scheming on hor'dourves and lusting after cupcake tiers. We will mourn the passing of Heath Ledger and pepper our home with antique masterpieces. We will manscape our chests and more. Excess eyebrow hair need not apply. Let me be your fruit fly. Location: 17th Street, Dupont Circle, WDC.
Everyone else here can only proffer metaphorical declarations of gay love for Mr. Lekman, but you see when I came out, it was to Jens.
I'll never forget that afternoon, our stroll around the Tidal Basin, the petal I pulled from his hair. We blew it together and made a wish. The petal floated upward towards the heavens until it burst into gilttery magic dust. We waltzed in circles, him lifting me off of my feet, and the sparkly particles swirled around us. Inside our private gay snow globe, shaken by destiny itself, I confessed my love for Jens. With a bowed head, I said, "I love..." and he interrupted, "Me?" Only one of many finished sentences between the two of us.
gay.
For Jens, I will make love explosion.
who won?! who won?! who won?!
There were too many good ones so I used my trusty Dungeons and Dragons online dice roller and "Hay Gurl" won.
no way....you were my last chance. you were my last chance.
foiled again by d&d. man. this was so important for me, i can't even speak right now....you don't happen to have any advice on how to get a ticket elsewhere do you?
I have an idea. How bouts a dice-rolling contest. Cale, you can enter, and I will judge the creative merits of your launch.