I bought a t-shirt at the Neko Case concert. I have never bought a concert t-shirt before. It is green and Neko drew it. [i will show it to you when i lame out and do a post of myself in all of my green shirts, not in them all at the same time though] I’m treating it much like my team Canada toque and seeing how many days in a row I can wear it for. I put it on Sunday after the concert moments before I humped another spirit bear.
“I wonder how long it will take for this to become my favorite t-shirt” I said to Adam on the walk home. [im still wearing it]
Neko is funny and gorgeous and was wearing converse shoes and jeans that made it look like her legs went on forever and I wanted to yell out SING THE TRAIN FROM KANAS CITY but I didn’t. I just cried and wiped my eyes with the handkerchief that Adam brought for me and I chair danced so hard when she sang ’John Saw That Number’ I thought I might break the fucking thing. She, broke a gi-tar string when she launched into ‘Margaret vs Pauline’ but busted out the four string tenor Gibson SG telling us we were getting a full on Vancouver remix. I love her, I love her, I love her. I know that will not be the last time I listen to her voice LIVE it pierced my mother-fucking soul and Sarah McLaughlin you just lost the number one spot. I never in my life expected any female would ever replace her in the number one female artist category EVEN though let’s be honest although Sarah’s music has helped me through many and I mean MANY a time she still pisses the shit out of me when she does money grab re-mix bullshit albums that put all that I take from her writing into question. A live album a greatest hits maybe but I get so sick of her shit in between albums. It is one thing to sell out it is another to show blatant disrespect for your fans- -like we won’t wait for her or something- - it has always offended me and I guess I really shouldn’t speak for her fans.
Alas she did not sing ‘The Train from Kansas City’ but I had to see Sarah twice of the four times I have seen her to hear her sing my favorite song ‘Elsewhere’ so basically that just means I go back, I buy tickets to see her next time around front row and yell it for real, or jump up on stage and get arrested. Somehow I think she’d just hand me a beer and shake my hand or sick a fox on me. either or.
