I have had many special nights since marrying Jon because every night with him is special, yeah yeah, blah blah. But last night, was a special AND exciting night for me. Well I guess every night could be exciting with Jon, but that would be too much information and this is read by my parents and kids. Hi!
We went to see my favorite band They Might Be Giants at the House of Blues. They were as always ( the only other time I saw them live) AWESOME and I screamed my head off and pretty much messed up what little voice I had left from whatever it is I am fighting. Two guys from Ireland opened for them, Oppenheimer. They were pretty good, loud but cool. TMBG didn’t play as many old songs as I would have liked, but they were plugging their new albums, 1 kids album and their new release,
The Else.
None of this means anything unless you are a junkie fan like myself. And by junkie I mean, I LOVE their 1990 album, Flood and pretty much listened to nothing else for about 8 years. Then we rediscovered the actual cassette tape during a garage sale, among others like Nena Cherry, The Beastie Boys and White Snake (Jon’s not mine!). So we popped it in the player and were brought back to yesteryear when we went out on our first date. While we were waiting to see JFK at the movies ( I got lost, and was late getting there, so we had to wait 3 hours for the next showing) I asked Jon to come to the car so I could smoke ( I know! So passe) and while we were there, I asked him if he wanted to hear the coolest song ever?! It was Istanbul by They Might Be Giants and I was listening to it on the way to our date, so I played it for him. He was hooked. On me. He actually said he preferred Hard Rock to my alternative stuff, but it was cool. That was man code for I want to get in yer pants, so what ever you like baby, I like. So after we rediscovered the dusty tape, (sorry John and John and Dan and Dan and Frank!) we plugged it in and downloaded stuff for our Zens and fell in love all over again. So cut to 2004 and Jon’s friend from work said they were playing in town and asked if we would like to go. You betcha! So we went for our anniversary and I had the best BEST time. Ever. Period. Not Wham! (ok, that was pretty darn great when I was 13) and George Michael (ok, well that doesn’t count, because I was so in love with him and screamed so hard when I saw him I peed my pants. I was 16) could compare. OK, scratch that. I was freaking great. I loved it. I wanted more. FOUR YEARS LATER!! They finally come back to Dallas touring with their new album. My thirst has been quenched. For a little while.
Anyhoo…Jon has since come around to my way of thinking because he knows whats good for him and we both enjoy them very much. Dan has even gotten into the mix and listens to them on his MP3 player all the time. It’s cool to see 2 generations enjoy their music for their eclectic style and ability to keep their fans interested for many years. It also helps that my kids hear their music on Disney and they don’t even know it, but I do and it’s RAD!! (That’s radical for all you old people who can’t remember what that slang word is..hehe)
I lost my voice, and still hear the bass in my ears, but it was good, I am happy, and need rest. I don’t know how they do it. I’m too old for rock concerts every night. Altho it would be cool to be their ad manager for a month. Tour around on the bus, rock out to my favs and hear them make up new stuff. Ubercoolness Dood.
No American Idol for me. Too much to do, too little time. I’m going to bed early so I can get up and do it all over again tomorrow. Hasta manana me amigos.