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The concert last night was SO  worth waiting for (since I was, er, 12)!  The dinner before it...not so much.

The spousebeast and I have a pre-show tradition of going to Tyler's for garlic fries and beers before we go to shows (there's one down the street from Cat's Cradle and one across from DPAC.  Coincidence?  I think not).  We were crushed when they took calamari off the menu, and were excited to see it back.  When we go out, we usually split a couple of appetizers...yeah, we're THAT couple.

The fries were amazing as usual.  What they did to that poor squid was nothing short of criminal.  First of all, WHY would you put a half dozen pepperoncini on fried food?  Way to soggify the crust.  And then the gastrique.  Oh, good gods.  They replaced the spicy marinara sauce with a lemon herb gastrique, and....eeeew.  It looked like what I've been hacking up for the last week.  Gastriques are NOT gelatinous.

(In all fairness, when we asked our waiter, he told us that someone had put the gastrique in the walk-in, and the chef was reheating it.  I would NOT want to be whoever made gastrique jello.  Chefs tend to hold grudges over thing like that)

After dinner (and I was sweating garlic.  Damn, I love those fries!), we walked to the Cradle to join the line that had already formed. nearly an hour before the doors opened.  It was a great crowd of fogey goffs.  You would not believe the number of concert t-shirts, and everyone was swapping stories of shows they'd seen.

I managed to grab "our" seats on the rail stage left (amazing location if you have been on your feet all day and can't stand through a concert).  A couple approached as Kent was bringing our beers.  It was their first time there, and they wanted to know if we were in the VIP section.  :)  We crowned them VIPs and had a great time.  It was his birthday present and her first Psychedelic Furs concert, so they were THRILLED with the seats.

The opening band wasn't all that bad, although their name totally slips my mind.  They were clearly having the time of their lives, and the bass player was HOT (note for newcomers:  my bass player fetish is long standing.  And this dude had long dark hair, a prominient nose, and amzing fingers.  IOW, my type).  I've sat through worse.  Many, many, many times.

Kent swung by the merch table to inform me I had a difficult decision:  concert tshirt or signed poster.  Ummmm...this is like when we saw Ian Hunter.  GET THE POSTER!  I can order a shirt!

Silly boy came back with both and made a great show of "Oh, no.  The shirt is *mine*"  Heh.  This is the benefit of wearing the same size.  Unless there are extenuating circumstances (like when he got me the "women's cut" shirt when we saw Leonard Cohen because he liked the way itlooked on me and was cheaper...and then he could justify getting the coffee mug as well), we only ever buy one tshirt anyway and share custody.

When he got back, I happened to look over and notice someone verrrry familiar looking watching the opening band.  Rich Good, guitarist for the Furs, less than ten feet away!!!!  Kent looked at me like I was off my rocker and suggested it was probably a fanboy who wanted to look like him.

Suddenly, I needed to use the restroom.  You know, as one does when one is pretty sure someone famous is standing RIGHT THERE.

I was going to be cool, saunter by, and say I was looking forward to the show.

I tripped over my motherfucking feet and bumped into him.  (I swear, I am rethinking this whole "Defying Gravity is my theme song" thing)  His water sloshed on me.  He put his hand on my shoulder and said "I am so sorry, lovely.  I guess I'm standing in a rather awkward space."

Cue the babbly.  I believe it was something along the lines of "Oh, no, not at all.  These are new shoes and I guess I am just not used to walking.  In them, I mean.  Good luck tonight."

Good luck tonight? Am I going for the fucking Jenny Lawson award for awkward interactions!?!?!?!?

I went to the ladies, pulled myself together, reapplied my lipstick bought special for the occasion (Wet n Wild dark pink frost.  Damn stuff has gone up to $1.99 since 1985.  Shocking), and was able to walk back by and just smile over my shoulder as I passed.  And tell Kent it WAS him.

"I kind of figured when I saw you trip over your own feet." 

I married an asshole.

ANYWAY, the concert was....amazing.  It's The Singles Tour, so they're playing all of the good stuff.  When they took the stage, Kent tapped me on the shoulder and said "I'll let you and your inner teenaged girl have this.  I'll talk to you after the show."

Richard Butler is still in fine voice and, oh, can he move.  Sublime, subtle, supple....lots of S words.  The band was TIGHT.  I am convinced Mars Williams is the hardest working saxophone player in the biz.

I was assuming "Pretty In Pink" would be reserved for the encore, but they played it third song in.  That was a lovely surprise.

(The spousebeast told me afterwards it always freaks him out to watch me at shows  when a song that has personal history for me is performed.  "Everyone is screaming and singing and clapping and you...don't...move.  You go perfectly still.  You have laser focus on the performance.  It's like you're absorbing it into your soul.  Frankly, it's a bit creepy."  But he more or less nailed it.  Live music and theatre aren't just entertainment for me.  They are spiritual experiences)

Lovely, lovely, lovely evening.  We ended up walking to the cab stand.  Turns out the next available one was half an hour out.  Lucky for us, The Baxter is next door, so we grabbed a nightcap and played pinball.

Best.  Date.  Night.  Ever.

Comments

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nick_101
Sep. 28th, 2017 02:52 pm (UTC)
Glad your night was enjoyable. :D
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seaivy
Sep. 28th, 2017 06:35 pm (UTC)
: ) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
qwentoozla
Sep. 28th, 2017 11:43 pm (UTC)
Live music and theatre aren't just entertainment for me. They are spiritual experiences

That's exactly how I feel about seeing my favorite bands too. I'm glad you had a good time!
beetourista
Sep. 29th, 2017 06:20 am (UTC)
That sounds like a superb night :) yay
communitybee
Sep. 29th, 2017 06:30 am (UTC)
Sounds like a GREAT evening!!!
mr_sadhead
Sep. 29th, 2017 11:46 am (UTC)
Oh, the Furs! We saw them this tour -- couple months back at the Showbox in Seattle, with Robyn Hitchcock opening -- they were great! Richard Butler was so expansive and happy, singing those songs, I thought he'd be a wound up ball of spite but he was conducting the band, waving his hands around, having a good time. They're great, but you know that.
mr_sadhead
Sep. 29th, 2017 11:49 am (UTC)
And for the record, here is Noel's story about an awkward interaction at a show. She was thirteen or so, and her sisters got her in to see Howard Jones at the Paramount -- everybody was standing, so she stood up on a chair to see the band. Somebody passing by bumped her and knocked her off .. then came over and picked her up and put her back on the chair, apologizing profusely. It was Holly Johnson from Frankie Goes To Hollywood, who were playing there the next night.
mac_arthur_park
Oct. 3rd, 2017 12:16 pm (UTC)
Oh, wow! That's a cool story! :)
imagine_peace
Oct. 1st, 2017 05:38 am (UTC)
Haha I'm like that too. I don't really move or interact during shows but I am almost always having an amazing time!
wherdafux_d_cat
Oct. 1st, 2017 10:02 pm (UTC)
Am cheerfully jealous! :D
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