Now I've Slean It All

Listening: Out in the Park - Sarah Slean

She's out in the park, conducting the birds
Trying to remember which bicycle's hers
Filling her pockets with handfuls of dirt
It's amazing...
Out in the park.

Dear Christ, I am in a state of such euphoria that I don't even think I could calm down if I had Mike Tyson hit me in the back of the skull with a hammer.

The reason for my delight is having just come from a concert put off by the wonderful, the amazing, the oh-so-talented Sarah Slean. I managed to plead the night off from work, so I dragged Cole down to the Holy Heart High School auditorium to watch the magic happen. I cannot accurately express how incredibly amazing Sarah Slean is live. She's like... paying to watch a concert and a comedy routine.

The choice laughs of the evening:

"When I was in Paris... oh wow, I can actually say that now. Haha. Anyway, I went to Paris. I was so excited, with my internet-arranged apartment all set up! ...Note to self; never again. Online equals not legit."

"Oh wow, C-major! You know, whenever I play that, I want to start singing I'm not a perfect personnnn." *screams into the microphone* "YOU RUINED 'C'!"

"So I was playing at a Leonard Cohen DVD-release party, and I decided to wear this dress. It was one of three I have in the back of my closet with a sign over them on which is written DANGER. It requires you to slither into it. And while I was playing onstage, it started to... slither off of me. It didn't help that I was wearing impossible shoes. Which I bought because they were on sale, and a size too big for me."

"Ladies, I have only one piece of advice for you. If you meet a man with a tan-line on his ring finger, don't go there, bad news. If he has the tan line and insists he's single, worse news. Run faster. ...You didn't know you were going to be my therapists this evening, did you?"

Hahaha. Gold.

After the stunning performance (which Cole, surprisingly, enjoyed more than I thought she would), and calling Sarah out for two encores (we're whores that way), we migrated to the lobby, where Sarah was mingling and signing autographs and posing for pictures. Cole went home while I lingered, and Sarah was kind enough to sign my ticket and chat a little bit with me, though by this time I believe she was pretty zonked. She had a long night certainly, and as much as I am a whore for the attention of incredible people, I didn't want to keep her too long. I got all flustered and babbled something about how amazing her concert was and that I listen to Twin Moon every single night of my goddamn life, and then I skittered off and let her bodyguards abduct her back to whence she came.

I also may have said something about how much Jam loves her, too. She was pretty flattered. She's wildly modest and I admire that in an artist.

Now I'm just going to finish adding all her CDs to my Christmas list (and downloading certain songs to tide me over til then) and then I'm going to go to bed. And listen to Twin Moon, yes, shut up.

Exams this week aaaagh! Starting on Thursday, ending the following Friday. Hopefully things will go as well as I intend them to. Something tells me I'll be holed up in my bedroom for the next week. But ah well.

Tomorrow night a Christmas party occurs! Jam, Rae, Gen, Ben, Kelilah, and hopefully Cole will be ransacking my house for the watching of festive movies. This excites me immensely, because I love all of them.

Speaking of Ben and Kelilah: you guys are going with me to see Kung Fu Panda when it comes out in 2008 sometime. Why? Because:

a) pandas.
b) kung fu.
c) Jack Black voices Po the panda.
d) Angelina Jolie voices a kung-fu Tigress.
e) pandas.

Icarus would have a Five consisting of Angelina Jolie, Sarah Slean, Tori Amos, Neil Gaiman, and Charles de Lint.