So I took Schmoopie to the Guthrie last Friday to watch, listen and appreciate the talented Andrew Bird. There's not a lot to say except that it was a great show, in a great theatre (made even better by my 4th row center seats), on a very cold night. We got to Cue for drink at about 7:30. I had checked Mr. Bird's myspace that day and it said the show started at 8. Never trust myspace. I looked at my ticket after we had just got our drinks. What did the ticket say you ask? That the show starts at 7:30! Of course I went into panic mode and slammed my Surly, and then helped schmoopie down her red wine, all in about 12 minutes. Needless to say I was a little buzzed by 8.
We missed a song or two, but it was all good, except I had to pee something fierce the whole last 45 minutes of the show. Good thing I have a bladder made of steel and the will power to hold my urine for 3 days if needed.
Then the show ended, we went home. The end.
Click here to watch an Andrew Bird performance. I'm fascinated with his ability to loop on stage. And notice the socks, he only wears socks on stage. The hipster girls love that eccentricity.
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Too Much Rod Benson is great. Any other great blogs that you can share with me to kill some time?
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