Well its been a few days since I've blogged! How can that be? So lets get you all caught up on the going-ons in my life.
Thursday my Mum,
Christin,
Chrisanne and I went and saw The Police in concert. I had seen Sting about 5 or so years ago when he came into town as a solo artist. I did enjoy that show. Meanwhile The Police weren't bad, I have to say I've been to better concerts! As you all know I'm an avid concert-goer and I think my opinion stands for something (for some strange reason the local paper gave the show a glowing review).
The show was opened by Elvis Costello

First of all, Sting, you surely needed a shave! Meanwhile a 5 o'clock shadow is sexy on some men, a 3 day salt & pepper growth of facial hair made you look OLD and not sexy. The t-shirt you were wearing, was thin with holes in it! My first impression, did you roll out of bed after a 3-day drinking binge, suddenly remembering that you had a concert to put on?

Second, your opening song should be something that gets the audience on its feet, dancing, singing along, and cheering. A "mellowed down" version of "Bring On The Night" didn't even get me on the edge of my seat!
Third, the 3-4 songs following the opening were so obscure that I was starting to fall asleep! I was yawning big time! My Mum went out for a smoke (she's never done this at a concert!) and Christin and Chrisanne decided to visit the facilities. Usually a visit to the ladies room is the LAST thing you want to do during a concert!

Fourth, when you did start playing the hits, the improvising, melodizing, and drawing 4 minute songs into 10 minute songs ... just sucked! I want to be able to sing along, when you go off into long guitar riffs and leave out the rest of the lyrics... just sucks. I can't fault the guitar playing, I can't fault the percussion but everything just seemed to be mellowed down and drawn out. At a concert I want to have the urge to get off of my butt and on my feet dancing and cheering you seriously disappointed me Sting!
And that's all I have to say about that.
Now on the up side... more STASH! From Christin, part of my birthday gift, that took longer than expected to arrive in the mail. A FULL set of the DMC Colour Variations! How lovely!

On Friday my order from Down Sunshine Lane arrived! I've got the last four words for the Lizzie*Kate Double Flip-its! I also added to the order Housework Never Killed Anyone and A-B-C-razy Alphabet. I'm looking forward to stitching all of these charts.

Today Christin and I went and saw Iron Man in the theaters... we both really enjoyed it! Worth the cost of a matinee!