It was 5:44 in the morning and I was up annoyed by Seattle's loud sirens, crazy old people honking for no apparent reason, and don't get me started on the moaning and groaning in the hotel room next to me. Certainly something is happening in there. But one of the main things I heard was Jesse Rutherford's guitar and his raspy voice singing his cover of Say my Name/ Cry Me a River. I had heard that song before on YouTube. It was amazing. I knew it was love at first sight. Ok now I'm getting off track. I suddenly heard a little bit of crying, so I went downstairs into the Hard Rock Café and saw him sitting in an unstable stool with his head in his hands. Face into his palms. I came down the stairs. I think he saw me.
