SK\PJ
Sleater-Kinney were good, although Corin wasn't as screamy as I would have liked. I was pleasantly surprised when they played "Let's Call it Love", which then morphed into "Entertain". And I was surprised that they played "Sympathy"; it just doesn't seem like a song you'd want to sing to a bunch of jocky frat boys.
Pearl Jam made me remember that I liked them. They played a lot of old stuff, and a lot of my favourite songs. (Cynical!me took over for "WMA" and "Evolution": I wonder how many of the audience members actually think about the lyrics to those songs, and how many drive around in their SUVs, happily ignoring their invisible backpacks of privilege. Not that I'm perfect, by any means. I'm just Bitchy McBitcherson.)
I also came as close as I'll ever get to going to a U2 concert when Bono came on stage for "Keep on Rockin' in the Free World". Apparently they'd all been hanging out, drinking $1500 worth of vodka last night. (Cynical!me's first thought: "Way to make poverty history, Bono." My less cynical second thought: "Perhaps that's why Corin's voice wasn't as great as usual.")
It was nice to see Jeff and Jeanette again. Yay for Scott's Woodstock friend's friends!
And apparently I scare off the good celebrities, because today while Scott, Jeff and Jeanette were downtown, they walked right by Jeff Ament. My friends get the good celebrities, I get a Canadian Idol judge. I just can't win.
Ah, sleep, my dear, sweet friend.
Pearl Jam made me remember that I liked them. They played a lot of old stuff, and a lot of my favourite songs. (Cynical!me took over for "WMA" and "Evolution": I wonder how many of the audience members actually think about the lyrics to those songs, and how many drive around in their SUVs, happily ignoring their invisible backpacks of privilege. Not that I'm perfect, by any means. I'm just Bitchy McBitcherson.)
I also came as close as I'll ever get to going to a U2 concert when Bono came on stage for "Keep on Rockin' in the Free World". Apparently they'd all been hanging out, drinking $1500 worth of vodka last night. (Cynical!me's first thought: "Way to make poverty history, Bono." My less cynical second thought: "Perhaps that's why Corin's voice wasn't as great as usual.")
It was nice to see Jeff and Jeanette again. Yay for Scott's Woodstock friend's friends!
And apparently I scare off the good celebrities, because today while Scott, Jeff and Jeanette were downtown, they walked right by Jeff Ament. My friends get the good celebrities, I get a Canadian Idol judge. I just can't win.
Ah, sleep, my dear, sweet friend.