Schmoop and I went to see Shawn Colvin. Lovely, lovely show, made even better by the venue – The Gothic; a small, funky venue on Broadway in Englewood. Shawn was at her finest – sweet-voiced, funny, engaging the crowd with her songs and stories. Too bad the Village Idiot had to keep shouting “Steady On!” (at least it wasn't Freebird) or she might have sung it. No matter. She sang 'Polaroids', one of my favorites (and I had to laugh at the lately-appropriate last verse).
Normally, I clap politely for the opening act, but Brandi Carlile really caught my attention. She's just signed with Colombia, and she recorded her new album with T-Bone Burnett. Not too shabby. I think she actually received a better response from the audience, which seemed half-asleep during Shawn's performance. Brandi's best song was, “Throw It All Away”:
This love branches out like an oak tree
Reach for the sky and roots to the sea
So when you're shaken down and broken
Find some peace of mind in knowing
I'd throw them all away when I'm hollow
Deep as the sea goes, all I know is
I would throw it all away...away
Like Schmoop said after her performance, “Shawn who? Who are we here to see?”
True to form, Englewood's Finest made a pointless guest appearance on our way home. Officer Shaped-Like-A-Penis pulled me over to tell me I had a tail light out.
Yeah. Where were you when my house was robbed twice? Or during the home invasion? Or when our garage was vandalized? Or when your buddy officer asked who O and I pissed off after our tv was stolen?
Issues? Me? Never!