Concert Season
So, my musical concert season started off this year with Morrissey. Awesome. (But actually, my first show this year was Kathy Griffin. A riot!)
Gwen Stefani’s show Wednesday night at the SB Bowl was fabulous. Both KL and I left wanting to be her, but realized it meant we could never eat again. That wouldn’t jive with the nachos craving we both had earlier in the evening.
Here are some great pix of the show, taken by someone with something other than a cell phone camera. Great video, too.
Gwen’s voice was sharp, her hair impossibly perfect, and her wardrobe wicked. No mere mortal could pull off wearing as poufy an obi as she did. She really engaged the crowd, running up among us to perform an entire number… During this interlude, she realized that she ripped a big hole in her pants along the way, but didn’t let it stop her.
I wish I’d taken Sofie out earlier in the day… Perhaps we might have run into Gwen and Kingston, to whom I would have betrothed Sofie.
Here’s a photo of Sofie helping me get ready while chillin’ in her Oeuf lounger, wearing her Harajuku Lovers t-shirt:
How could Kingston have refused?
And Norah Jones last week with KO was delightful. Except for the old hippy woman who sang a couple of songs with the forgettable opening act. She sounded like a Muppet who’s smoked one too many packs of menthols and was sucking on helium. I and those around me laughed guiltily and irreverently.
(Oh yeah, and it was upon arriving at K’s car after the show when I discovered serendipity paid us a visit and left us a postcard on the windshield announcing the Weiners and Wine event.)
Yay. It’s nice to be going to concerts again.
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