Tuesday November 27, 2012

Tuesday November 27, 2012

Good Morning Grey and gloomy sky. Sloony weather today. Wear tops and bottoms, it is wet, windy with fat rain and wet sloppy snow flakes. Driving the length and breadth of the area on the interstate was very exciting, I saw a BMW in a tree. That was on my way to collecting my favorite corrupted Canadian.

Airport security is unimpressed with how important I am, and collecting Canadians gets complicated, but using the combined superior intellect of our committee, we soon figure it out, and the appropriate measures are taken, the Canadian is collected, we find someplace warm and dry to pull ourselves together.

Once again, if you want a good concert, be a good audience. The venue is located on a secondary street, in a typical Northeast city. non straight roads, shops, chain stores and restaurants, manufacturing plants and residences all jumbles together, with a surprising amount of Peruvian establishments.

The audience is again the Woodstock refugees of yesterday, who have found soap, and prosperity, but retain the spirit of the sixties, palpable as the venue filled in. It was not a sell out, and knowing that there would be empty seats; we worried about the performance. The Globe Theater is an old music hall, renovated, with folding chairs, faily plush, but not bolted to the floor, in the front. The stage is about 4ish feet up, and the Band is up front, making it very intimate in the first several rows. Any worries about a less than full house limiting audience response was soon forgotten, as we had all types there. The interpretive lyrical dancers, the wigglers, the jumping wavers, the head bopping sitters, and singalongers. I enjoyed muchly the lyrical interpretive dancers, waving their hands and hips as much as 60 plus hips and shoulders can do sinuous moves, and did miss for a few minutes Mr. Thomas' Fabulous second act song, as I used to dance along with the fat happy hippies of old, with their herbal smoky air about them, flying their astral planes. But back to the present. I drift, having a flashback. So, where was I?

The audience. Many familiar faces, of the friendly types as well. And yes I saw you, and also, sorry I missed you. And also sadly, a couple of people who do not get the message of the music, and security was needed. Sadly, they are so locked up into themselves, they probably never noticed that they were under scrutiny. Putting a slight damper on an otherwise nearly perfect show. The Band is getting better, and the voices are warmed up, all the muscles doing what muscles do.

Gemini Dream

Standard, no mystery verses tonight, well done

You and Me

Some one played so well, he amazed himself, wandered off to his right, and played a bit extra on the ending solo, well done, I know a Canadian sitting in that spot that might never be the same again, after that.

IKYOTS

Yup, like we all had springs under our bottoms, releasing at the key change. And those of us with the old days Moody Manners stayed up for TSIYE

And were up again for YWD. Yay, an audience wilder than me, at least in the first several rows, I wasnt concerned with what was behind me.

As has become the new standard, AYSC was in tonight, DW was out, and as I love both, whatever they want to play for me is ok.

H&H

You dont always know what the old fellow will say, changing day to day, nothing too shocking.

IJAS,

Wow, the best so far this tour, if I have any opinion. Like they were playing right to me.

NIWS

Getting better , passion is leaking into it, we might just get the best of the Tour soon.

RMSS

A male/ female couple took the lyrics as instructions, and did a grinding dance during the guitar solo, almost in front of him, and he grinned watching this, so did I. They were unable to be completely center, as the security issue was still ongoing, with crew positioned strategically, to prevent an altercation of the unpleasant type. Which gratefully, did not occur.

Our return to home base. We stopped being young and ageless and the taking of recreational meds. Sleep came anyway.