True Colors

I just had to do a little post about the True Colors concert on Sunday here in Houston. I had decided to buy tickets rather late in the game (about a week before), but went with my two friends Eric and Frankie.

The tickets were expensive -- $125/ticket unless you sat on the hill. The hill was $20/ticket sold in sets of four. So, we obviously did the hill. And the hill ... it was wet. Like saturated wet. Eric had bought a quilty blanket thing for us to sit on -- and I was like 'this is going to absorb the minute we touch it." And sure enough it did. So Eric and I had wet asses the whole nite. We eventually rented these little lawn chairs, because as much as I enjoy sitting on the wet ground, I don't enjoy pin worms.

However -- let me just re-emphasize that the ground was exceedingly wet and muddy.

The first act to perform was what I was really excited about: The Dresden Dolls. How I love them and their rather angsty music. They performed five songs to a largely unappreciative crowd. Coin-Operated Boy was well received. They opened with Sex Change and ended with Girl Anachronism (which i detest). Then it was done, and I was left feeling happy, tho slightly unsatisfied. And then they said the Dolls would be signing stuff down at the north entrance. So I grabbed Frankie, and off we went.

We stood in line for prolly a good 30 minutes (enough to completely miss Debbie Harry) and were completely surrounded by emo teenagers with enough acne to replace the tread on my tires for several years. So as the line crawls up there, I kept having the feeling that I was standing out like a sore thumb in this crowd of misfit toys. We get up there to a rather unenthused pair of sweaty, balmy performers. That, my friends, was a little disappointing. Not that they were sweaty or balmy -- but that it was like ... *omg, why are we here. I'd rather be inside cutting myself.*

Anyway, the next great thing was Erasure. I've seen them perform live several times before and have never been disappointed. Always a great show -- and the crowd loved them. It was cool being on the hill listening to everyone.

I do have to say tho, the best part of the show was when we were sitting talking, and this very large, fat latina princess came walking by us on the hill carrying a margarita, pretzel, and nachos with this tub of fake cheese. The bitch slipped and completely fell on her face. And when she fell ... her nachos hit the ground and that tub of fake cheese flew threw the air and landed in her hair. So now you have fat latina princess with cheesy hair.

She was sad.

We were all trying desperately hard not to laugh. Somewhat unsuccessful tho.

Cyndi Lauper came out and sang her stuff and did a very respectable schpeel on Matthew Shephard and erasing hate. She sang (except for when she didn't know the words) Erasure's Blue Savannah and Celine Dion's I Drove All Night. And at the end -- randomly enough -- everyone came out and sang ....

Take a Chance on Me.

Not what anyone was expecting. Then when it ended, Cyndi sat down at the keyboard and sang True Colors with everyone.

Touching.

Well, it was kinda. But by then, it was kind'a rainy, and everyone was sticky and balmy. Any Bell from Erasure compared it to a cum facial if that is any comparison for you.

Was an enjoyable evening tho. I'm glad I went -- if only for the fat cheesy woman.