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The David Byrne Show in Chico

Well kids, this is a bit overdue, but it must be done.

The David Byrne show at Chico State on Aug. 22, 2004 was nothing short of fantastic.

Before the show began, I checked out the rapidly aging crowd and asked my date how we all got so old. "I blame the Republicans," he replied. "When Clinton was in office I was a lot younger." Ah, the urine leakage was worth it.

The opening act was a forlorn singer/keyboardist named Lisa Germano. I might have liked her if it weren't for a song she sang about having to put her cat to sleep. This subject matter caused me to sob like a little girl, while sitting next to my boyfriend of, like, five days. If he had broken up with me after the show I would have sued that bitch for outing me as an emotionally unstable basket case before I could trick him into falling hopelessly in love with me.

When David Byrne finally appeared on stage, he took one look at the Rogaine-scented crowd and asked if it was parent's night. He also made a comment about Chico having a lot of muscle cars.

He was dressed in a burgundy, long-sleeved shirt with matching jeans. How he's managed to maintain his skinny, geek figure over the years is beyond me. It's probably all that PCP* he snorts.

Byrne was touring with Tosca Strings, a six-piece string outfit from Texas. He was also joined by a sleek-looking black dude on bass, a kick-ass Latin percussionist and another drummer.

Byrne performed a nice selection of his solo work, some operatic stuff including "Um Di Felice" from La Traviata and several Talking Heads songs, such as "Once in a Lifetime," "What a Day that Was," "And She Was" and "Life During Wartime."

My boyfriend and I gazed lovingly into each other's eyes while Byrne performed an electric version of "Psycho Killer." This is our special song since we met each other through livejournal and everybody knows that 9 out of 10 guys that you meet on-line are psycho killers. My boyfriend is going wait until he impregnates me and gets some life insurance on me before he actually goes psycho and kills me. Ain't that sweet!

* by PCP I mean "Purple Cow Patties" which of course is legal in California with a doctor's prescription.



( 11 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 19th, 2004 10:15 am (UTC)
You've discovered my plan.
Does this mean you are breaking up with me now?
Sep. 19th, 2004 10:26 am (UTC)
It means I want to "fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa" you.
Sep. 19th, 2004 12:07 pm (UTC)
Ew gross!!!

I'm telling everyone! Period Woman!

Hey, wouldn't it be really funny if you read only Bronte and a bunch of other 19th century authors. Then I could really call you "Period Woman".

Okay, maybe that's funny only to me.
Sep. 19th, 2004 07:25 pm (UTC)
"When Clinton was in office I was a lot younger."

HA! God, that sounds like a fun night:)
Sep. 19th, 2004 11:21 pm (UTC)
Gee, it only took ya a month...
Guess you've been too busy mackin' on your boyfriend.

So, I thought the "parents night" comment was a little rude...

and speaking of urine leakage, you never finished your Fresno story ;-)
Sep. 20th, 2004 05:24 am (UTC)
That's another post entirely.
Sep. 20th, 2004 09:38 am (UTC)
Fresno story? Is this something I should know about? Did something happen down there that was really funny? Are you pointing at me and laughing again?
Sep. 20th, 2004 12:53 pm (UTC)
I always point at you and laugh. But the Fresno story is about how you made me pee my pants.
Sep. 20th, 2004 03:56 pm (UTC)
Oh yah.

That was pretty funny when I tied you to that tree, made you drink 3 gallons of water and then left you out there overnight.

You did a good job of pretending to be mad the next morning too. You should consider acting as a career.
Sep. 20th, 2004 03:27 am (UTC)
As a parent I am appalled. Before the Talking Heads there was Senor Wencess and is talking hand. This was way before Clinton you understand. Dorothea, you leave that young man alone.
Sep. 20th, 2004 05:24 am (UTC)
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