ribs origin story from my lime green iphone c
From her lips to my 15 year old brain.
I found an old hard drive in a little box where I organized all my digital memories. This is Lorde in Denver at a little venue called the Fillmore.
I was a freshman in high school. This was my first concert, my first time being in a room with so much marijuana smoke, my first time being packed body to body with strangers in a room like this. I shot this on my first cell phone.
Lo Fang opened and played a cover of Boris by Boy. My friend’s dad dropped us off and the four of us were alone for a few hours and I remember the confetti and saving it with my pressed flowers until our house burned down.
And here I am, 12 years later. I’m 27. I live in San Francisco. I’m still close friends with 1 of those girls. Her name is Eloise and we saw Lorde in Berkeley for Ultrasound last October.
And here I am.
I’ve crossed a threshold and am listening to this from the other side. And she's right. Being an adult isn't scary. But it's left me with this acute feeling that this adult world has drained something from under me.
But when I listen to Ribs, or Oceanic Feeling, or when I’m riding my bike at night through the fog in GGP, or when I'm in bed with Eloise, I get it back.
This video is another access point.
Enjoy.