My dearest Incufestians,
Day One of #Incufest has been nothing short of a miracle. I am overwhelmed and overjoyed, but more on that in a minute. Let’s do the numbers. I’ve been up all night struggling with the stats, and at this point I don’t think an accurate tally is really possible. But I tried my best to count everyone who used the #Incufest hashtag at least once since the time we started planning this thing until this very moment, 6:11 a.m. EDT, April 22, 2013. And I’m not even taking into consideration all the retweets, the side conversations, the lurkers, or the people who forgot to unprotect their tweets. Prepare to be amazed.
First, let me give you some perspective. Our two previous Incubus parties (for Brandon Boyd and Ben Kenney’s birthdays) saw a combined total of 38 Incubus fans tweeting from somewhere in the neighborhood of 13 countries around the world, including 9 U.S. states.
So far, #Incufest has seen 462 people tweeting from 37 countries, including 31 U.S. states. And I’m only counting the locations I can identify. A lot of people don’t say where they’re from.
Oh, and did I mention that number, 462, includes (and is largely due to) Steve Rennie, Ben Kenney, DJ Kilmore, and yes, Brandon Boyd?
That’s right, lovers. I was moved to tears twice today, and believe it or not, it wasn’t the arrival of any of these distinguished gentleman that did it (although they did make my heart jump). The first thing that made me break down and weep was when @Decca132 tweeted a picture of himself wearing the wristband I’d made. He was the first to do so, and the fact that I can get up on Tumblr and tell total strangers all the way across the ocean to do stuff and they actually do it was, and is, almost too much for me to grasp. The second most emotional moment was when people started tweeting from South Africa and I realized that meant every continent on earth (except Antarctica) was being represented (and as you can see, I’m working on that!)
A thousand thanks to everyone who helped make this day possible. I will make every effort to recognize all the key players before this thing is over. First up, though, is @bomberbains for coining the term “Incufestians.”
…and the tweets keep coming! ♥☀
How awesome is this, you guys?
We’ve still got just over half a day to go before the official start of #Incufest, and already we’ve broken our participation record for our two previous Incubus parties COMBINED! As of this moment, 39 Incufans have used the hashtag, and I’ve been able to identify the locations of all but 5 people. The remainder represent 14 different countries and an unidentified asylum, and one person’s coming in loud and clear all the way from Cair Paravel.
Over on the Facebook event page, 86 people have RSVP’d in the affirmative so far, and get this, campers - our flash tweet hasn’t been for naught! @FraniMarMoon heard back from Steve Rennie, who has promised to try to make an appearance!
By the way, if anyone out there still has the munchies, @FindingHathor has tweeted us some of her special vegan brownies. So eat up, rest up, and I’ll see you at the festival. Don’t forget your wristband! ♥
This is starting to get humorous. For some time now, I’ve been seeing the name Mac Davis in the same sentence with names like Mike Shinoda, and now Incubus and Avicii, and I’ve been thinking, “No, it can’t be the same guy. There has to be someone else with the same name, someone younger and cooler, with whom I’m not yet familiar.” Nope. As far as I can tell, it’s the very same Mac Davis, the country singer/songwriter who had a TV variety show in the 70s, wrote songs for Elvis, and had hits of his own like Baby Don’t Get Hooked on Me.
I’m starting to sense a theme here. I don’t know if bands have anything to do with the music played on the loud speakers before and after their concerts, but last Tuesday when the Deftones had finished playing the Fillmore Miami Beach and the lights went up and we were all filing out of the theater, I could swear the song we were hearing was an instrumental version of Jimmy Webb’s Wichita Lineman (a beautiful song, actually), made popular by Glen Campbell in the late 60s. When Coheed and Cambria left the same stage a couple of weeks earlier, I’m pretty sure it was Tom Jones singing the theme to the James Bond movie Thunderball.
Easter eggs for the more mature among us? (i.e. those of us who remember when the Fillmore used to be called the Jackie Gleason Theater?) I doubt it, but it’s encouraging (not to mention fun) when the people you admire embrace the unexpected. It’s also a lesson learned in musical open-mindedness, and there’s nothing I like better than to learn things from people who are younger than me.
I’m so happy for @annamolllly! Isn’t this the best? I’m a little concerned now, though. Sometimes I tweet these guys a lot of nonsense because I’m so sure they won’t notice! Do I need to re-think that? Nah, I know I’ll keep doing it. ;-)
Incufans, remember my Letter for Incubus? Brandon Boyd just tweeted me and Steve Rennie (Incubus’ Manager)
I can’t stop screaming when I saw this and I was like, “Is this real?” I mean, this is just so awesome. Brandon’s tweet made not just my day, but also my life. I can’t wait to the day that they’ll come back here, and I will be there to see them.
God, I love it when he talks about the left brain. Incidentally, he can call me a “fan” any time he wants. I don’t find it degrading at all.
Brandon Boyd Full Interview (by renmanmb)
Steve Rennie’s new website is my contribution of the day to student success at the college where I work, and where a friend of mine teaches music business courses. I think I deserve the rest of the day off.