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I am no longer an athiest. I have a god, and his name is Hawksley Workman.
Listening to his songs on CD only gave me a small idea of what to expect. I had been told a bit of what he was like on stage, but I wasn't prepared for his perfect(yet completely natural) moves and the sheer force of him.
I really need to see Neko Case in concert NOW. I think I'll be just as blown away with her as I was with Hawksley.
I've had such a musical weekend! On Friday, I saw The Secretaries at the Powerplant. I love them, but I found it hard to hear their voices over their instruments. I'm glad I went, but I think I would have had a better time at Frankenstein.
Job interview on Monday! Eep!
Oh, and blueberry+pomegranate=ambrosia. Mmmmm.*does Maya's lip-smacking sound*