This is probably not the best time to write a “What I’ve Been Up to Lately” post, since there are two maintenance guys with a ladder prying panels out of the office ceiling to run wires, but if I don’t do it now I may never get around to it. So...
Saturday, February 2: They Might Be Giants at the Beacon Theatre—This was interesting. I’m used to standing during TMBG shows, but the Beacon is a proper (and gorgeous) thee-ay-ter with orchestra, mezzanine, et al. On the downside, since I arrived after the house lights were dimmed an usher had to lead me to my seat in the front row of the balcony; there was no opportunity to eel into a better position; and, of course, there was no conga line. On the other hand, for once my feet and shins weren’t aching at the show’s end, and there was no chance that an eight-footer of dubious hygiene would block my view.
The Johns and Company (including horns) played two sets. During the first everyone was in jeans and t-shirts, and the stage was decorated by hanging That Guy heads. After the intermission, That Guy had been replaced by the girl from the John Henry era (is she called Pearl? My Google-fu has failed me), and the street clothes had given way to black suits.
I hope to God that this show is eventually available for download, because they played “Cowtown” (rare) and “Hey Mr. DJ I Thought You Said We Had a Deal” (this never happens).
Ack, dinner break is over. Stay tuned for my account of watching Super Bowl “Life, the Universe and Everything” (i.e., 42, or XLII).
PS: If I had any vid-fu to speak of, I would make a compilation of Britney meltdown clips set to “Hey Mr. DJ...” (“He said the net reward would justify the colossal mess they made of their lives...”)