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Pants <3
Another show for the Town Pants tonight, probably the last for the rest of the year, as they're headed back to the west coast. Some shows in Vancouver, though, and they'll be doing various stuff on the west coast all fall/winter, so if you're at all in the area, keep an eye on their website for shows coming your way. I really can't think of a band I like more to see live. It's just such good energy, all the way through. Going to miss them when they go home for the winter.

Ridiculously cute fiddle player said he liked my hair. <3 (They are substituting ridiculously cute and mad energetic and talented boy fiddler for ridiculously hot and talented girl fiddler until they're back in Vancouver because Virginia is moving at the moment and she didn't come with them on the summer tour.) I regret not having hugged anyone. :< I am lame and have a neurotic over-politeness that's really bordering on crippling with regard to Important People I'd like to talk to.

Edit: Some video clips at the bottom of the post. YouTube concert quality is generally crap, but if you want a small sample of the Town Pants--which is but a pale reflection of actually being there, have some.



Also, I have lost so much of my voice at this point, I wish I didn't have any of it, because it's this hideous, squeaking, scratching thing. And I'm talking to a band I love quite more than is reasonable, and I sound like a complete freak of nature, because my voice decided to quit yesterday, and then I sang/screamed for 3 hours at the concert. (Seriously, Boots, you did not want to hear it.) So: the throat hurts, and I'm verbally out of order until things sort themselves. The good news is that I'm not really sick. Nothing else seems to be amiss, except a teensy sniffle that's usual for me here when the weather starts to change. This happened before, when I came back from Scotland. Apparently trans-Atlantic flights make my vocal cords quit.

Got most of the band to sign my shirt, too. This was said: "I need you to bend over more." Quoth Duane, while signing, because his note of "I'm behind you all the way!" was getting a little bit toward the mddle of my back and the angle was awkward. *snickers* Duane has done some Molson commercials, here and here. I think you should watch them. Duane Keogh is the one with the little soul patch, and slightly shorter than the other guy. He's been working out since then, too. Um. Quite trim now, really. (The band, they are very tasty in a completely approachable, human way. Except Virginia. She's kind of unapproachable-hot, but she's so very nice.)

Also, before we went to the concert, one of my zoo coworkers showed us her two horses, and gave me an invite to come riding with her. EEEEEEE! It's been 2 years since I've even been on a horse, and...maybe 12 since I was on a horse that I could actually ride (as opposed to those 2-hour trail rides where you look at the horse's bum in front of you while they all plod to the same place). But I love horses. I love riding. It's one of the rare things that I think I get, instinctively. So, when she's back from her vacation, I'm totally accosting her and the horses (and they're big and beautiful). Me & Basch, we were so very happy.

Brief aside regarding muses: The Z's in my head are just spinning over the fiddle player. Utterly slack-jawed. Something may come of that (you know, because I don't have 3 more KF prompts to do during the busiest week of the month for me).

Tomorrow I really need to grade and read for comps, as well as finish my trip laundry, but I have started some knitting for the first time in a long time, and I'm really enjoying it. This yarn, it is the sex (Rowan's Tapestry & Kidsilk Haze, if you had even the slightest interest). Also: KF prompts are needing my attention.

Were I smart, I would go to sleep now. Because much as Zargabaath is making the face at me, if I sleep past 8, I'll be all fuxed up tomorrow.

Kyle and a fiddle solo: no jumping. I wish I could find osme footage in which the man jumps. We're talking 3 feet of clearance under him, often while playing.

Virginia and the whole band doing Rum Runner