Thursday, June 11, 2009

These made me smile. :) idina-crazed post. Read at your own risk.

Here are some conversations that fanzels had with each other. :)




Me: Have fun!!! Sounds great! Dont forget about us! :)


Fanzel#1: I can't forget about you guys! We all love Idina and nothing can change that, right? I'm gonna have a laptop, so I'll still be on and I'll post blogs about my vacation and all that, too. This is my whole life: Wicked and Idina, so yah right, I can NEVER forget! C: Love you guys! *and Idina too (duh)*


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Fanzel #2 (to me): you always make me feel good about my funniness (if thats a word :) i think you commented on my signature too :) i love your user name :) i always say that randomness is the spice of life. and thanks for reminding me about the tonys! soo sad that idina didnt present anyting :( but cheno did a good job.
ps was dee even at the tony's???


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And here's just some stuff that someone posted that explains one of the main reasons we love idina so much:




She does feel everything. Over and over, each song, every night, she opens herself up and allows herself to feel everything in every song, every word, every breath, every ounce of pain that went into writing it, every bit of heartbreak and love and anguish is being relived before our eyes. It's like we're looking inside of her, feeling the hurt, the love, and the passion, we feel everything.




There's a lyric from a song called "Rise Up" that Idina sings that night that accurately describes her and the way she performs to a tee: Sing til you're breaking glass or you're breaking down.




Every song is like a breakdown. Every song is a kaleidoscope of fear, love, and strength. It all seems so draining and tiring, yet therapeutic too. Everything she feels isn't bottled up or contained somewhere to fester and explode, it flows freely. She exudes it for us to see and for us to feel.




When we're walking the fine line between love and hurting, we aren't alone because Idina's there too. When we don't know where we're going and we're bleeding and afraid, Idina is there to inspire us and instill in us the will to go on. She's real enough that we can relate to her, and part of that feeling is the way she talks so openly with the audience, the way she curses at her microphone pack for breaking, the way she throws temper tantrums and is so uninhibited and honest that we feel everything.




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and, well, this was just funny:




She takes out her frustration out on the mic stand during the bridge. She pushes it over and pouts at it as it lies on the ground.

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Okay. Enjoy the rest of your day.


Daily Idina Picture:

*dies again*

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