the tori concert.
happy birthday, kate!
remember: you're older than you've ever been and now you're even older...
last night alvin and i went to see tori amos play at the backyard (a big outdoor venue outside of town), and the concert was pretty impressive. i'm not a huge tori amos fan...not like dina and brenda, who were sitting behind us ("oh my god! oh my god! i can't believe i'm here!") (and i don't actually know dina and brenda, but they were sitting behind us. i'm just sayin')...i like tori less than that, and there were times i was slightly bored during the performance, but mostly it was good.
i was very impressed that tori can play the piano with one hand, the organ with the other, and sing at the same time. she also has amazing vocal abilities (which i like) and a penchant for slurring words and dragging them out into multisyllabic sounds that don't even remotely resemble the original word (i don't like that so much because i have no idea what she's saying). it's sort of fascinating, but usually i just want her to hurry up already and get the damn word out. but her hair is still pretty, and she sang "mad world" which i love love love.
the crowd was nice, too, and decidedly less belligerent than the angry people at the nine inch nails concert i saw a few months ago. nin people wanted to hurt me for accidentally stepping on their shoes. tori people were crying during her songs and completely understanding about accidental shoe-stepping.
the only downfall, i guess, was when i dropped my debit card into the toilet. it was hanging out in my back pocket when i went to the bathroom. i was all kinds of excited about the real, clean bathrooms and no lines and that there was toilet paper. and then my debit card fell out of my pocket and into the toilet, after i went and before i flushed. i seriously considered just trying to flush it but i didn't think it would go down. so i fished it out and wrapped it in many layers of toilet paper before putting it back into my pocket. this amused me, too. it was absurd (and disgusting, yes).
remember: you're older than you've ever been and now you're even older...
last night alvin and i went to see tori amos play at the backyard (a big outdoor venue outside of town), and the concert was pretty impressive. i'm not a huge tori amos fan...not like dina and brenda, who were sitting behind us ("oh my god! oh my god! i can't believe i'm here!") (and i don't actually know dina and brenda, but they were sitting behind us. i'm just sayin')...i like tori less than that, and there were times i was slightly bored during the performance, but mostly it was good.
i was very impressed that tori can play the piano with one hand, the organ with the other, and sing at the same time. she also has amazing vocal abilities (which i like) and a penchant for slurring words and dragging them out into multisyllabic sounds that don't even remotely resemble the original word (i don't like that so much because i have no idea what she's saying). it's sort of fascinating, but usually i just want her to hurry up already and get the damn word out. but her hair is still pretty, and she sang "mad world" which i love love love.
the crowd was nice, too, and decidedly less belligerent than the angry people at the nine inch nails concert i saw a few months ago. nin people wanted to hurt me for accidentally stepping on their shoes. tori people were crying during her songs and completely understanding about accidental shoe-stepping.
the only downfall, i guess, was when i dropped my debit card into the toilet. it was hanging out in my back pocket when i went to the bathroom. i was all kinds of excited about the real, clean bathrooms and no lines and that there was toilet paper. and then my debit card fell out of my pocket and into the toilet, after i went and before i flushed. i seriously considered just trying to flush it but i didn't think it would go down. so i fished it out and wrapped it in many layers of toilet paper before putting it back into my pocket. this amused me, too. it was absurd (and disgusting, yes).
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