Oct 16, 2007 19:03
Spoon was so awesome I think I died and went to rock and roll heaven.
Jess and I were up at the front at first, but then we moved because there were these three frat boys dancing around drunkenly and taking their shirts off. It was ridiculous. So we left and moved to the other side of the stage. Where we then encountered the tri-fecta of Tall Dudes. No offence tall dudes, because I know a lot of you and you are, without a doubt, awesome. HOWEVER, you know who's also awesome? Short girls. And we're both like, 5'7", so it's not like we're that short. But we CANNOT SEE PAST YOUR GIANT HEADS! If you're tall, stand at the back or the side. Or crouch. Sorry dudes, that's the way it is. There was one tall dude standing directly behind me and his slightly shorter friend wanted to move up and I saw him kind of eye us being bitter and short and go "Naw, I'm good here." Smart move, Tall Dude. Cuz I'll cut ya.
Britt Daniel earned even more of my everlasting love by calling out "Hey frat brothers!" in a sarcastic manner to the above-mentioned fratties.
They played for two hours and came out for two encores. Eat your heart out, Springsteen, who was also playing in Toronto last night.
They have a ton of material from which to draw, so it was nice to hear stuff from Kill the Moonlight and Girls Can Tell and Gimme Fiction. They seemed surprised that so many people showed up. He kept saying what an amazing turnout it was, that they'd been playing Toronto for years and this was an extremely good turnout and thanked the crowd numerous times.
I wish they would have been more optimistic. Because they didn't bring enough Merch and it was sold out in like, five minutes. I really wanted to buy a poster from the show. Oh well. Somebody needs to give me a crash course on ebay in case I come across one. OR, Spoon needs to put it up for sale at their store. Pls. Pls. Pls.
All-in-all, Spoon is going on my best-of 2007 show list for sure.
I came back to Guelph today to a sink full of dirty dishes and an extremely pissed off cat. He'd eaten the FOUR cans of food I left for him and was yowling at the top of his voice as I peed. I was like "SHUT UP! You could live for two weeks off your stored fat!"
Then I had a nap and a shower and came in to work and here I sit. Tired as hell and hoping somebody will buy me coffee and chilli soon.
concerts,
spoon,
the chairman