Olde Timey Picture Update!
The concert was awesome. The drive down to Boston sucked, but I chose to leave during rush hour, so I had to make due with a little traffic. Once there though, whoooo, ridiculously awesome...
*grahm cracker break*
Om nom nom. Ok. First was this guy.
Chad Perrone. He was awesome. He spent the bulk of his twenty minute set touting the merits of Maker's Mark on the rocks. Yummm. I've got his cd. And his autograph ^_^
Next was Eric Hutchinson:
He wanted us to snap. We were glad to help. He was very energetic. And a snappy dresser. He said he would gladly go back in time and give Cher any one of his songs so that she didn't have to make "Believe".
He also played a mean acoustic. Randy Jackson played the drums.
He also also played a cute little pink electric. Look how mad Randy is! I actually think he's just yawning... I got his cd too.
The problem I faced all night was the lighting. When they stood front and center, there was this spotlight right in my face. As long as I kept the dudes in front of it the pictures came out alright. Nevertheless I like this particular picture.
Then, the main event! Missy, looking totally supercute.
She didn't have to look so blue, but that was the problem with the lighting. I guess lighting guy figured near total darkness would be "good enough" for the piano area. Thus the bulk of the really good pictures are of her and her guitar, such as:
Oh, there's this picture I like a lot:
Last thing. I want you to notice these boots. They're terrific.
I wish I could pull off those boots. I would totally wear them every day.
Ok, instead of me going "oh look at this one! Look at this one!" Go to this Photobucket. There's more good and really good shots for you to drool over. Be sure to notice the very last picture in the set. Way to turn a shitty picture into a artsy looking picture. Thank you Julia. And Thank you sepia filter.
Oh, one last thing. I'm getting really good at escaping Boston. I must have been channeling all the trauma of past attempts to find the exit of that Vegas casino inspired city, because I just closed my eyes and found the out I needed. And I think it helped hat I didn't have a car full of screaming girls freaking out just because I almost killed someone.