I felt like Stewart's unearthed superhero when I woke up today. Had a whirlwind couple of days and then crashed hard when I got home from work yesterday. (BRB - have to get more caffeine...) (you may need some too, it's a long-un')
OK, all set. Amtrak'd it up to The Big Apple from B'more Wednesday afternoon. Trekked over to the hotel of the lovely Ms. Tobin-Jones who so graciously shared her quarters with me. She greeted me at the door in all her shameless floozieness. What a tart! I dropped off my stuff and changed into my costume which was inspired by my screen name: The Rhythmatist (natch)! We hopped a cab over to Annie's and met the other SCnetters and TPTers. Everyone had such great costumes and it was so nice to see old buds again (GinaSuperCat, NancyRose, DirtyMartinii, Conroy, Pluto, Donna,) and meeting new ones (sockii, vespapod, moeskido, mtbinjnes, perryl, sect404, susan and others). The flag was
produced, ooowwed and aaawwed over and signed by a few and the SCnetters posed with it for a few pics. I think our 'squeeeeeeeeing' was a bit, um, well, I think the other patrons were glad to see us leave. ( Why say "Cheese" when you can "squeeeeeeee" for pictures??
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Had no trouble *at all* getting my camera into The Garden. They were more concerned with what was in my Rhythmatist bag (Challoween tee, authentic Rhythmatist Vater sticks, mini-keyboard for composing on the savannah, mirror shades, white gloves, CHA wristbands, Cha-balls).
My seat was GREAT! As many have already commented, many of us were just to Stewart's left practically within 100 yds or so of each other. Which is pretty amazing considering all the tickets were purchased separately, at different times, through separate outlets (Makes one wonder about fate and the order of things in the universe [to a small degree]). Section to the left had DM and Moe avec le flag ('Hey Kel! Hey Moe!' <waves>), 10 rows down from them (and practically within spittin' distance) are Nancy, Meg , Sally and Pluto ("Hey guys!") <waving>. Next to me are Sockii and Vespapod. We're like the 3rd row up in our section. One section over are GinaSuperCat ("Hey Gina!") <waves> (and I'm sorry I don't remember her seat mate) and then there's our bee lady, Perryl. The view was great. It's like having them perform in your living room (if only
) FP do their usual good job. LOVE Pete's version of Stewart! Hysterical! Joe and Seton have donned groovy Superfly fro's. Joe's sportin' a basketball uniform. He's got nice legs
Our seats are such that Vespa is giving reports, "I just saw Stewart spraying something on his head." We can see a tangle of legs and pipes and make the occasional ID through the gaps in the stage. Was that Stewart or just Pete? Darn that Pete!
The opening drum beats of "Get up, Stand up" have a Pavlovian affect on me. Every time I hear it, I go from levelheaded adult to weak kneed, squeeeeeing, 15 year-old, "Stewart's coming! Stewart's coming!" I bounce up and down on my toes and clap my hands excitedly. I keep my eye on the gong waiting for Stewart to emerge. I see movement!! A cape! Ooooh, a silver cape! He slips in front of the gong and whips the cape out from behind him with a dramatic flourish. Stewart's in costume!! It's not little green shorts, but he's got a silver cape! Cool! Sting's Harlequin and Andy's Charlie Chaplin! Are these guys the coolest band in the world or what!!!??? I can tell this show is going to fucking rock!
When he steps down from the perc stage I get a better look at the costume. All the lighting doesn't help much. I can just tell the top is quilted and has GOT to be hot as hell and that the cape won't last long. They weren't one verse into Message when the damn thing started to get in the way. You get to see all kinds of cool stuff when you sit by the side of the stage. Someone came up to try and rein in the cape. That helped a little but not for long. As you know, it was 86'd around the time Grandmother was screaming at the wall. I kept thinking that cape was a bad call. What WAS he thinking. Thank you, though, Stewart! It was very dramatic while it lasted
Now, the shirt. It's more like a jacket, really. Ahem, y'all know what happened. I'm thinking that thing has got to be hot as hell so I'm not surprised when he decides to change. Off it comes! OKAAAAAY. Not a problem. Thank god I'm sooo close to the stage.
Ooooh little suspenders! Mmmm. He looks around and I think he may have said something like, "I'll be right back. " Stewart disappears down the ramp and I expect him to emerge wearing another shirt. But, nooooo. He comes back up shirtless <gulp!> He's got another shirt but it's in his hands and he proceeds to slither into it in front of oh, 50,000 people! <gulp!> I know of about 10 women in the vacinity who I love like SCnet sisters, but who I'd thwack with a Vater to get over to Stewart first to help him into his shirt! He really did have to change, but one couldn't help but think it was his counter to Sting's tight yoga-toned ass in his costume. (Sting's ass did look *reeeeeallly* nice) We may not have gone trick 'r treating on Challoween, but we had some pretty sweet eye candy!!!!!!!!!! Dietmar, thanks for solving the costume mystery with The Man.
The show *did* rock! I don't remember any proported mistakes. I was just having so much fun I didn't notice any miscues. Vespa scored some excellent hits with the Cha balls. I'm not really sure what they think of them but Andy played along and even shook his Chaplin cane in Perryl's direction once. Despite Stewart's costume malfunctions and a few technical difficulties he finally did spot the flag and pointed. Sockii and I were wondering if he really knew we were over there. After one of the flag points, he did this crazy multi-point to all of us. We squeeeed and said, "He *does* know we're here!" Squeeeeeee! It was a fabulous show.
STEWART YOU ROCK!
Post show festivities to follow.