Missed pretty much all of Hayden's opening set. What is with me and constant gig tardiness? The '1-2-3-4' chanteuse has an incredibly serene voice, and her on-stage antics helped make the cavernous A.C.C. seem much more intimate than it actually was (nosebleeds anyone?). Constable Bacon gave me tixs as way of thanking me as I stood beside him when he took the plunge. And while I embraced the opportunity to see old friends, and for the most part enjoyed* the show, I 100%, no-doubt-about-it, still prefer this one...
*and by "enjoyed", I mean "took in".
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
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