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So yesterday, I was not in work because I went to Roy's memorial service - it was insanely, wonderfully packed full of people. Such a likeable and interesting person - I wouldn't expect any less. One of his son's got up to speak - it was very heartfelt and touching...although I was surprised because it was the son that saw him the least in the past few years - and his son that he always appeared to be closer to didn't speak. the other speaker was Charles, and I thought it was a very strange speech - about how Roy was a "great american" and it seemed more about Charles and his opinions (what else is new) than it was about Roy as a person. He could have touched a different nerve if he had talked about what a "great man" he was instead.
Anyways, we stayed to see Sylvia, Roy's wife at the reception afterwards, and then Ron & I headed back home.
Ron's glasses (which he should have taken to be fixed months ago), snapped in half yesterday. Because of the memorial service he didn't have time to get them fixed, and he needs new ones anyways so now he has to wait until Saturday to see the doctor and get a new prescription. Part of me wishes wants to go with him because he's not always the best at picking out things for himself, and I am not too sure how he'll do picking out something that will be on his FACE.
We had dinner at Qdoba before the Colin Meloy show last night. Laura Viers opened - and though she was good...I had zero emotional response to her music. Her voice reminded me of the singer from the Sundays (good thing), she used a jam-man like looping device on a few songs (good thing), and she had a really unique guitar playing style (good thing)....but she just didn't make me FEEL anything.
Before Colin came out, they set up 2 acoustic guitars, and a small round table with a bottle of red wine, a wine glass (very chalice-like), a red tablecloth on the table, a model ship and a skull. Just a little bit of ambiance ;)
Turns out the skull was named Cheryl (ha ha) and she was there to remind us all of our iminent demise. He made several comments about Cheryl during the course of the night - I need to find out if the show was taped because I must have a permanent record of it - it was hilarious.
He was absolutely perfect. The right mix of geeky, attractive, obviously once an English major, intelligent song-writing and performing. He was endearing and would do silly things like encourage the audience to sing the string parts of the songs. His in between banter was natural and hilarious. He had a command of the stage, and he really had the entire audience in the palm of his hand. He did a number of Decemberist tunes (to perfection), a few songs from his first band which were really lovely, a few NEW Decemberist tunes, and ended the night by unplugging his acoustic, standing away from the mike and leading the crowd in a sing-along of Ask by The Smiths. :) I can't remember the last time I left a show feeling such a full heart.
Anyways, we stayed to see Sylvia, Roy's wife at the reception afterwards, and then Ron & I headed back home.
Ron's glasses (which he should have taken to be fixed months ago), snapped in half yesterday. Because of the memorial service he didn't have time to get them fixed, and he needs new ones anyways so now he has to wait until Saturday to see the doctor and get a new prescription. Part of me wishes wants to go with him because he's not always the best at picking out things for himself, and I am not too sure how he'll do picking out something that will be on his FACE.
We had dinner at Qdoba before the Colin Meloy show last night. Laura Viers opened - and though she was good...I had zero emotional response to her music. Her voice reminded me of the singer from the Sundays (good thing), she used a jam-man like looping device on a few songs (good thing), and she had a really unique guitar playing style (good thing)....but she just didn't make me FEEL anything.
Before Colin came out, they set up 2 acoustic guitars, and a small round table with a bottle of red wine, a wine glass (very chalice-like), a red tablecloth on the table, a model ship and a skull. Just a little bit of ambiance ;)
Turns out the skull was named Cheryl (ha ha) and she was there to remind us all of our iminent demise. He made several comments about Cheryl during the course of the night - I need to find out if the show was taped because I must have a permanent record of it - it was hilarious.
He was absolutely perfect. The right mix of geeky, attractive, obviously once an English major, intelligent song-writing and performing. He was endearing and would do silly things like encourage the audience to sing the string parts of the songs. His in between banter was natural and hilarious. He had a command of the stage, and he really had the entire audience in the palm of his hand. He did a number of Decemberist tunes (to perfection), a few songs from his first band which were really lovely, a few NEW Decemberist tunes, and ended the night by unplugging his acoustic, standing away from the mike and leading the crowd in a sing-along of Ask by The Smiths. :) I can't remember the last time I left a show feeling such a full heart.