I'm all about the Ginger Jesus

This is giving me heart palpitations jut looking at it.

A concert is a religious experience. 

People find God at concerts. 

I normally find people who clearly haven't showered in a fortnight, but its a religious experience all the same, because I'm there for the music not the people. 

The lights dim, people start screaming and speaking in tongues. 

Vibrations pump through speakers and pulse through your veins from a simple tap on the microphone. 

Fists tighten, smiles widen, there may be some tears. 

A single spotlight flicks on in the center of the stage and a scraggly redhead bends over his guitar and starts picking the strings like someone who has fifteen fingers. 

I'm not a religious person, by any means,  but I'm all about the Ginger Jesus.

Ed Sheeran, the 23 year old Brit, released his sophomore album entitled "x" on Monday. 

If you know me personally, you know I love music, ginger people, and becoming absolutely obsessed with things and thriving on the shameless bliss they bring me. 

Well...check, check, aaaaaand check because this album had me resorting to illegal downloads, hours of reblogging on Tumblr and the most serious case of FOMO since looking at pictures of my friends on Facebook while they were studying abroad. 

Sheeran demonstrates flawless musicality on tracks like Thinking Out Loud, Runaway, and Take It Back. 

Putting it bluntly on Take It Back; "I'm not a rapper, I'm a singer with a flow" Ed doesn't disappoint with clever rhymes and references to School of Rock, Macy Gray, and a chorus that has me humming loudly and visibly-white-person-head-bobbing on a crowded subway during rush hour. 

I heard some of these new tracks at the Ed concert I went to (last-minute) a few weeks ago and am now ferociously searching for his next US tour dates online every waking moment. I had a pretty beastly week at work and after hearing from a fellow Sheerio with an extra ticket- my mood instantaneously bounced back.

That being my third show of his in the past ten months, I will be fangirling my way through life (per usual) until his next visit to the states. NEXT TIME IN THE FRONT ROW. WITH FACE PAINT. AND A LEGIT CAMERA. 

Needless to say, I can't wait to go to church.