Dear Diary . . . day by day

Thursday, June 8th - Have you been Il-LUMIN-ated?
What a show! What? You missed it? Your loss, truly!
So, I got there late. Not terribly late, but I'm sucker for flower vendors and, sure enough, I passed one on the way. And he took forever wrapping up the flowers, while a security guard nearby tried to get my phone number. I'm too friendly, I swear; I just like to be nice to people, y'know?
Anyhow, I was late, as was Lydia and the girls and Sherman, so when Jeff came out telling us the place was packed and could we come back for a 10pm show, at least all the "family" was in the same boat. Lydia and the girls and I went to dinner, meeting up with Sherman afterwards to attend the second set.
I was tired. I had terrible insomnia the night before, as you know, and I was hoping to get to bed as early as possible last night. Oh well. As soon as the first strands of music hit me, my weariness dropped away, leaving room for the tingles of excitement that comes from good, live music.
Of course, they were more than good; they were awesome.
Ohhhhh. They were so damn good! There was a track they'd recorded earlier that they played behind what they were doing, which was nice. Their singer is a sweet, beautiful doll with an incredible voice. She had sparkles all over her face and hair, and she looked just like Tori Amos. Their violinist is very good, and kept playing off the singer, sounding like a second singer at times. In fact, the whole band seemed to have a good rapport, and they blended beats together in an intuitive way.
One of my favorite moments was when Irina, the singer, told us the story of the next song they were playing. She described how a woman goes off into the forest during a battle in the middle of the night, looking for her lover. "Listen for this phrase as it gets darker and darker as she goes further into the forest. It's scary." It was the way she said, "scary" - she managed to convey fear and love all at once, and the audience laughed with delight at her skill. She was very cute. And the song that followed was intesely dramatic, with violent drums building towards the end in a frenzy . . .
I found the entire show rather sexual, actually, as the music is almost painfully romantic and the visuals - close ups of flowers - confirmed the erotic undertones. And, then, well, there's my thing for drums . . .
Towards the end of the show, both girls were asleep. Jeff said "Goodnight, Kaylei" into the mike right before the last song.
Exercise log:
Bounced around the streets doing a bastardized version of "Singing in the Rain" as I tried to work off my frustration from not being able to dance at the Lumin show last night. I was also tickled mercilessly by Kaylei and Kiera while Lydia was on the phone, and since I had my hands full at the time, it involved a lot of shrieking and running around and generally making great fools of ourselves in the streets of San Francisco.
I'm currently reading:
(Despite the cries of outrage)
Foundation's Edge by Issac Asimov
(Don't worry; I'm only reading this because this is the last one I was given and I want to read it while I'm still "in the universe". Yes, it's much worse than the others, though at least women's lib had happened and Asimov finally saw fit to depict a woman in a position of power - huzzah!

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