Joss Stone

(Photo found here)

On Monday, I went to the Joss Stone concert in Lisbon, one of my very favorite singers since I heard her first single back in 2003. The first time out of three where I finally got to watch my Joss live on stage. It was unbelievable and undescribable, but I'll try my best.

Everything on time, in comes the 22-year-old with black leather leggings and a short, tight, blue glittery dress, looking great from head to toe (or like my homegirl Tyra says, H2T). Young, free, liberated, soulful, beautiful, breezy, what more could you ask for? I love Joss even more, now. Her hippie style, hippie mind, hippie attitude. I love it all.

Her powerfulness astounded me, it was like I was listening to her for the very first time. The chills, the moments where I closed my eyes and thought I was in the most beautiful place in the world, the smiling (both hers and the audience's). It was a perfect night. One I'll most definitely repeat once she returns. I loved every second, the musicians, the backup singers, her performance in bare feet, the pauses she took to drink her tea (peace, love and a wee bit of something else to give it a kick?) and, after the encore (which was preceded by feet stumping and cheers), when she gave away white roses. Who does that? Only Joss. Does she do that in other countries as well or is it just us? Because it wasn't the first time. Either way, she's lovely. But I didn't manage to catch a rose. Eff. I was in the first row, though. First row, second row, whatever, I was extremely close.

I also saw a sign that a fan brought which said, You should do something with John Mayer. She definitely should.


"Fucking wicked. Peace and love!"

Sexy: Buying Joss' last two albums, which are amazing. Oh! And getting Ashley's letter. <3

Unsexy: Finding out that Joss stayed with some fans after most of the other people left. Fans that were WHERE I WAS. Fuck.

93 days to the John Mayer concert; 101 days to the Miley Cyrus concert; 227 days to the U2 concert. (I like this.)

Bisou, bisou *