...had to take a few days off the boards to recoup from my Weiland experience the other night and to prep for tomorrow's show. lol. Actually, we had a baptism to go to yesterday, and that's why I wasn't here.
"Sour Girl" was wicked - and it's a song I don't really look that forward to (ho-hum). Beautiful. I didn't like the back-to-back "plush"/"creep" combo. It felt like a 1992 overload.
Yes, I survived it, Ivy. And without much hysteria aside from the random screaming (Like when Scotty boy ditched the hat or took off the vest -- as well as nearly every time the boys leaned against each other's backs while they played). And I only shed a few tears -- when the first took the stage, when they played LPS, and then again when they came forward and bowed at the end. Hey, I usually sob the entire time.
...we'll see what happens tomorrow, when I don't have shitty seats.
OK - and what about that $8 beer you guys? I grabbed one when we first got there, and it was HOT. Not warm. HOT. If you were cold, you could have drank it to warm up, in the same way you'd drink a hot cocoa. Horrible. It was at that point that I decided that beer was out of the question. Plus, I'm not sure if me being drunk at STP would have been a good thing... heh.
