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Thoman Dolby! Yay!
We just had our first baby-free night out together (courtesy of our lovely friends, N and J who did fab babysitting duty) and used it to go and see Thomas Dolby. Yes, that Thomas Dolby, the She Blinded Me With Science dude. And man, it was a fabulous concert.
It didn't hurt that he opened with Airwaves, my all-time favourite song off The Golden Age of Wireless, which makes it a very special song indeed. (Wireless was one of the first albums I bought with the money from my very first part-time job in high school and it holds a special place in my heart.) It was just Dolby and his equipment and a totally jumped up audience, and it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. He then did a number of other songs (including a cool, stripped down One of Our Submarines) by himself, before bringing out a horns section. Specifically, the Jazz Mafia Horns. More specifically still, three members of the JMH. The concert without them was great. With them it went to a whole new level. They did a lot of numbers from Aliens Ate My Buick that were tailor-made for a horn sound, Hot Sauce and The Keys to Your Ferrarri, and the sound just took your head off. Even the finale, with a jazzed up Blinded Me With Science and the audience doing enthusiastic imitations of Magnus Pike's "Science!" was a revelation with the horns.
So now we've picked up Rosalind and put her to bed and I really have to put myself to bed before I crash.
It didn't hurt that he opened with Airwaves, my all-time favourite song off The Golden Age of Wireless, which makes it a very special song indeed. (Wireless was one of the first albums I bought with the money from my very first part-time job in high school and it holds a special place in my heart.) It was just Dolby and his equipment and a totally jumped up audience, and it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. He then did a number of other songs (including a cool, stripped down One of Our Submarines) by himself, before bringing out a horns section. Specifically, the Jazz Mafia Horns. More specifically still, three members of the JMH. The concert without them was great. With them it went to a whole new level. They did a lot of numbers from Aliens Ate My Buick that were tailor-made for a horn sound, Hot Sauce and The Keys to Your Ferrarri, and the sound just took your head off. Even the finale, with a jazzed up Blinded Me With Science and the audience doing enthusiastic imitations of Magnus Pike's "Science!" was a revelation with the horns.
So now we've picked up Rosalind and put her to bed and I really have to put myself to bed before I crash.
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BTW, did you get my email about the stoopid hotel yesterday? There is stoopidity to be straightened out.
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