Saturday, August 16, 2008

Sleep Deprived in Seattle



Oh, George.

You were everything I wanted and more. Fifteen feet away, we made eye contact time and again. Song after song, your voice shredded the arena. Your best work kept me out of my seat and dancing for hours. The simple set with stunning graphics was not without a sense of humor and irony.



How much would I have paid for the front row seats we scored because not all of humanity is honest? I can’t say…But perfection is priceless.

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