you know you’re a weird stalkergirl when you walk into a theatre along with 1000+ of your closest friends and the gentlemanly old usher/ticket taker look at you and says, “all three?”
“yep,” i said, my head dipping down with a bit of shame.
“i feel like i know you!” he said and laughed.

i gotta admit three nights of the rock and the roll is quite a bit. even as i found my way to row e, a mere five from the stage, i was a little worn out. i can only imagine how tired the band must of been. i think the whole rockity roll weekend was wearing on all of us. the mojo on sunday was just a bit weird.

but then what’s rock and roll without the weird mojo?

i think the highlight of this show (aside from the smashing of not one, but two guitars) was when he plopped down into the orchestra pit with a chosen few and played “I will Dare” with half the joint rushing the stage and dancing around like it was the last day on earth.

yeah, i was one of the ass shakers, i cannot deny it.

i also loved, loved, loved when he launched into a cover of “Rebel, Rebel” it looked as though nobody on the stage knew the words, but that was no bother to me, because i knew them all by heart and i sang right outloud to myself. it made my face bust right in half, i was smiling so big.

but my favorite of the night had to be when he sat down on the little drum stage and played here comes a regular. it was sparse and lonely and beautiful. and, he did sing “born for me” again, but this time i was much more composed.

the show really was outta control, with paul stomping around the stage like a 3-year-old who was in the midst of temper tantrum and then forgot what it was he was so pissed about. i dunno, like i said, the mojo was off and it was almost a little uncomfortable.

at one point he launched into a song about going shopping for a toaster or something, it was an old, slow rambly blues song. then he stopped and said how when he was 17, his best friend Jimmy told him how this was his favorite song ever, then Jimmy went home and wrapped his lips around a gun and blew his brains all over his parents’ walls.

you ever heard 1000 people suck in their breath at once? talk about too much information. nobody knew what to do at that point. the silence was defeaning.

yeah, it was an amazing weekend. one that i hasn’t even fully soaked in yet. i still haven’t told you at all about the TTHM and my new need for a postive male influence in my life. that’ll have to wait becuse i have pork chops (me new favorite food on earth, boneless and not chicken. . . not eating red meat make you get a little sick of chicken sometimes) to make and johnny depp waiting for me in the DVD player.