Dates with Switchfoot

If Switchfoot asked me on a date, I imagine I would say yes. I imagine we would go surfing. Switchfoot seems like the let’s-surf-together-for-a-date type. And we would definitely get ice cream afterwards.

(Jon Foreman in the surf at Switchfoot’s Bro-Am…Photo credit not mine)

But stuff like that doesn’t really happen, which is too bad.

So instead, I went to a Switchfoot concert at a Date Festival. The Riverside County Fair & National Date Festival, that is.

Each year in the Coachella Valley, the Date Palm Harvest is celebrated by a 10-day fair festival that features the classic fair-style fried food, the spin-around-till-you-barf-all-the-fried-food-you-just-ate roller coaster rides, lots and lots of overpriced stuff to buy, and music entertainment.

Particular to the Date Festival is an Arabian theme that includes ostrich races, camel rides, a Queen Pageant, and a small showcase of exotic animals. And besides the regular fair kitsch, there are a lot of neat cultural things to buy, too, like Mexican sweaters, ponchos, and blankets, along with Native American jewelry, and hand-tooled leather purses. I definitely spent way too much time gazing over the Native American jewelry, which could have pulled me completely out of college if I had a spending problem. I did end up getting an ear cuff which probably isn’t antique at all, but it’s cute and it has a turquoise stone in it.

And, of course, what’s a Date Festival without Dates? I split a Date Shake with my roommate, and let me tell you, the hype about them is completely true. Basically, a Date Shake is a vanilla shake in it with dates (some recipes add vanilla extract, too), which I figure is somewhat akin to how Red Velvet Cupcakes are just regular cupcakes except with a major kick in them from the cocoa powder.

(Not a very good picture of a Date Shake)

Switchfoot was also kind enough to take a break from recording their new album Vice Verses and come chill with us at the Date Festival that night. Except when I say “chill with us,” I mean “they played some music on a stage and we screamed at them.”

There was plenty for us to scream about too, because the setlist was unbearably awesome, including “Stars,” “The Sound,” “Meant to Live,” “Dare You to Move,” “Bullet Soul,” “Mess of Me,” and “Your Love is a Song,” amongst many others.

If you ever have a chance to see Switchfoot…do it. The band gives a tight performance with stellar sound quality and loves to engage the crowd by directing everyone to contribute vocally during certain parts of the songs (like the whoa-ohs in “Awakening”).

And Jon Foreman can play the mandolin, featured in the song “Hello Hurricane,” which the band played for their encore.

Oh, and apparently he likes to climb things, too.

He’s one of those guys that just makes me want to smile.


I still love you…

Dear you lovely people that read my blog,

I just wanted to let you know that I am so depressed and angry that I haven’t posted a legit blog since forever ago. And it’s nothing to do with you…I still love you. But I’m the problem; it’s me, not you. Really.

Here’s a heart apple to prove that I love you and I’m sorry:

It’s true. I still love you even though I haven’t given myself enough time to blog about an awesome salad, an amazing pancake recipe, some sweet weight-lifting techniques, and Jon Foreman. Maybe you want to come over and do my Greek and British Lit. homework for me?

New blogs are coming soon, I promise!

XOXO Jennifer

Enough to Let Me Go

Artist: Switchfoot

Album: Hello Hurricane

“If you love somebody, let them go. If they return, they were always yours. If they don’t, they never were.”

Maybe you’re a parent who had to watch your child walk off to a new life in college.
Maybe you’re a significant other who had to let the one you love go through a time of separation.
Maybe you’re a mother who had to wave her son goodbye before he went to join the navy.
Maybe you’re an older sibling who had to watch a younger sister find her own way to grow up.
Maybe you’re someone who had to hug your friend for the last time before they got on that airplane to begin a journey.
Maybe you’re someone who had to hold the hand of your grandmother as she said goodbye.

Maybe you, like most of us, have had to let someone go. And felt like your heart was being wrenched from your chest.

In “Enough to Let Me Go,” Jon Foreman couldn’t have depicted the heaviness of this human sensation any better:

Oh, I’m a wandering soul
I’m still walking the line
That leads me home alone

All I know
I still got mountains to climb
On my own, on my own

Do you love me enough to let me go?
To let me follow through
To let me fall for you
Do you love me enough to let me go?

Back from the dead of winter
Back from the dead and all our leaves are dry
You’re so beautiful, tonight

Back from the dead we went through
Back from the dead and both our tongues are tied
You look beautiful tonight

But every seed dies before it grows


Breathe it in and let it go
Every breath you take is not your to own
It’s not yours to hold
Do you love me enough to let me go?