二番目のコンサート

Yay! Finally! Access to blogger! It's been hating me since last night (= early this morning). So now I can write more trivial concert babble that will interest very few people!

Drove up to the Enmore with Stu. He went to his folks' place while I kicked around near the theatre, & joined the queue of one (plus me) at about 2:30. Phil (= the rest of the queue at that point) was the guy with the alphabetised buttons from the Friday show. He brought good news of great joy. Ben would be doing post-concert signings at HUM records down the road, for the kids who pre-ordered Songs for Silverman from their store. (I don't really like the idea of that. Bit of a scam. Makes me anti-HUM. But how could I pass it up?) So I went down the street & got my ticket to the signing (= a receipt for the album from stinkin' HUM).

Mmm. There was the usual Enmore arvo line-up scorching sun factor as we waited. There's a bit of a tale of woe about when we got inside. Door 2 had been opened a bit before Door 7 (us) so despite waiting for a good 5 or more hours, we were in the second row again. The people in front of us were the same kids who were in front of us the night before, which was kinda weird. One lad was nice enough to let me have front row for one song, so i chose Not The Same.

The setlist was changed up a bit from the night before. New stuff to Saturday's show included:
Losing Lisa
Where's Summer B.?
Evaporated
(Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy - if that counts!! :p )
... maybe some other stuff that's slipping my mind

Some of the newens that he played on Friday & Saturday that I couldn't remember before:
Bastard
Trusted
Jesusland

There was a lot more chatting with the crowd that went on, which is always nice. A girl behind me bootlegged so if all goes well I'll have a copy of it soon :) If any of you kids reading this are interested, I can burninate you copies too.

Ooh. Fun times. When Ben said that they changed up the set a bit for the sake of us who were there the night before, i gave him a big "Arigato!", which was answered with "Domo! Ben chan desu!" ala the '97 Tokyo show. Ahh, drivel Japanese exchanges. Highly entertaining.

After grabbing my cloaked stuffu, Lewis, Phil and I ran to HUM where there was a mini queue happening already, and got a nice spot in the line. They were playing the new album. (The version of Give Judy My Notice with more than the piano sounds bizarre!) At this point, my camera was screwed. (It happened as I was trying to load my last roll of film during the show. Ah, primitive film-requiring cameras...) Anyway, we got our "limited" album cover prints signed ('limited' in that there was a massive stack of them on the shop counter that were one-each for the pre-paid kids) and had a few words with the Ben man.

"Great times, noodle salad." (Minus the noodle salad.)

I was pretty gone by the end of it all. Not much sleep over the last few days (for some reason...). This morning I kinda felt like I did when I was a tiny kid and it was Boxing Day. That "Oh man, I can't believe it's over" feeling, where your gut gets all tied up.

The benergy's kinda subsiding as I realise I have mid-session pain this week.

Awesome weekend. It was really good to have something force me to take a proper weekend off any work.