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So, BestFriend and I went last Saturday night to see Concrete Blonde at the Newport. I had a whole post in my head, mostly about the odd concept of the nostalgia concert (this was the first show I've been too in a long long time where I haven't been the oldest one there), but have since gotten busy with schoolwork, so a few observations will have to suffice:
1. Johnette Napolitano seemed to be channeling Stevie Nicks. Long Dress, long hair, spinning around, long scarf. Had just missing the tambourine and ribbons for a bass.
2. The men in front of us seemed to be re-living major moments of their youth-hoods, as originally lived out to the _bloodletting_ album. This was demonstrated via a propensity to high-five each other whenever a song started and they recognized it (which at several points prompted BF to lean over and say, "Dude, I got laid to this song" in imitation).
3. People will manage to squeeze into the denim jackets they wore "when the first album came out" no matter what.
4. No matter how good a show is (and this one was amazing) you will overhear at least one person making a disparaging comment. In this case, a middle-aged man remarking to his wife (who had her elbow in my spine) that "I don't feel I've gotten a good value for my concert dollar tonight"). This was after about the 3rd song.
5. Johnette Napolitano gleefully covering the Rolling Stones kicks ass.
6. I have finally almost cried at a rock concert. "Tomorrow Wendy" was their second encore, at the request of the crowd, and she told the story before she sang it. Wow.
1. Johnette Napolitano seemed to be channeling Stevie Nicks. Long Dress, long hair, spinning around, long scarf. Had just missing the tambourine and ribbons for a bass.
2. The men in front of us seemed to be re-living major moments of their youth-hoods, as originally lived out to the _bloodletting_ album. This was demonstrated via a propensity to high-five each other whenever a song started and they recognized it (which at several points prompted BF to lean over and say, "Dude, I got laid to this song" in imitation).
3. People will manage to squeeze into the denim jackets they wore "when the first album came out" no matter what.
4. No matter how good a show is (and this one was amazing) you will overhear at least one person making a disparaging comment. In this case, a middle-aged man remarking to his wife (who had her elbow in my spine) that "I don't feel I've gotten a good value for my concert dollar tonight"). This was after about the 3rd song.
5. Johnette Napolitano gleefully covering the Rolling Stones kicks ass.
6. I have finally almost cried at a rock concert. "Tomorrow Wendy" was their second encore, at the request of the crowd, and she told the story before she sang it. Wow.