I don't know where to start or where to begin. I guess I should start with Friday night and the opening of the Rebirth and Awakenings Show at Wootini. The place was packed all night. I was there from 7 pm until 10 pm, when I was too sweaty to be around people anymore. I'm sure there were people there until midnight, when the party ended. The keg ran out at around 9:30, so Panzanella's helped out by bringing pitchers of beer over to satisfy the thirsty. Here are some pictures from the opening:
Everyone liked my new painting, the one of the subway tracks, buildings and graffiti. The two black and white illustrations beneath it are also mine.
The rest of my weekend went equally well. Saturday night I... well... uh... I think that story is better left for another time. Anyway, Sunday night I went to see Bob Dylan and Willie Nelson with my lady friend at the Tri-County Stadium in Zebulon, North Carolina, a town made fun of on both Futurama and Saturday Night Live. This was my fourth time seeing Bob Dylan and my second time seeing Willie Nelson. Here's a picture from the show:
You can see Dave right there in the front of the crowd, with the white button-down shirt, curly-blond hair and man-purse strap. We were right behind him, but we are hard to make out in this picture. Apparently we are quite visible in the picture published in the paper. Anyway, the show was really good, barring the redneck violence that broke out occasionally around us. Willie Nelson started off the show with an amazing set that included Whiskey River, Always On My Mind and Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain. Bob Dylan seemed a little hot and tired during his set, his lack-luster vocals being drowned-out by his band. His performance was not up to the standards that he set the first three times I saw him. He played several songs from his latest album, which I haven't had a chance to listen to yet, and played a few classics, including Highway 61 Revisited and All Along the Watchtower. I think the violence in the front of the crowd may have deterred him from playing his best. I enjoyed the show though, for Willie's set and the fact that I got to hold my lady friend close the whole night. Well, that's all for now. Enjoy!
1 comment:
FUCK! I totally fucking forgot about the opening! FUCKITY-FUCK-FUCK! It looked like a great time. SHIT! I was plastered by 9:30, anyway. I think I've puked no fewer than eight times over the course of this weekend.
In any case, SHREDDERS!
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