I died and went to heaven last night.
In other words, I saw Broken Social Scene and Feist in Detroit last night.
We got there an hour early, waited outside in the cold, but first in the doors. Claimed our spot right up against the middle of the stage, no shit.
Feist.. was amazing. I had no idea. Leslie is drop-fucking-dead gorgeous, with a voice and guitar skills that kill. Jesus.
Broken Social Scene... wow.
You almost don't know where to look. There are just so many of them. Hit some technical snags during Fire Eye'd Boy, but they were sorted out eventually and Kevin Drew got nearly naked in the meanwhile. Fucking hilarious.
My throat is still sore, but it is a good hurt.
Now it's back to real life. Working all weekend, with a paper due (that I haven't even started) tomorrow night for a class that I'm failing. Online, at that. Pathetic.
In other words, I saw Broken Social Scene and Feist in Detroit last night.
We got there an hour early, waited outside in the cold, but first in the doors. Claimed our spot right up against the middle of the stage, no shit.
Feist.. was amazing. I had no idea. Leslie is drop-fucking-dead gorgeous, with a voice and guitar skills that kill. Jesus.
Broken Social Scene... wow.
You almost don't know where to look. There are just so many of them. Hit some technical snags during Fire Eye'd Boy, but they were sorted out eventually and Kevin Drew got nearly naked in the meanwhile. Fucking hilarious.
My throat is still sore, but it is a good hurt.
Now it's back to real life. Working all weekend, with a paper due (that I haven't even started) tomorrow night for a class that I'm failing. Online, at that. Pathetic.