Sunday, November 30, 2008

Trans Siberian Orchestra

On the way into the concert a wine-o waylayed us and insisted on hugging me. I backed away saying I did not do that. Then he bear hugged Wil. Wil's didn't want to hurt him. I quickly grabbed Wil's sleeve and said that we needed to hurry so we weren't late to the concert. Thankfully Wil took my arm and moved us quickly. The wine-o walked in front of us all the way saying loudly with his arms outspread that he was the king! Wil and I both checked to make sure we had not been pick pocketed.
After enduring the Kansas City night life, the concert was (insert teenage positive adjective here) and was three hours of visual and aural delight. (this is now wilson talking) The first thing that happened in the show was three ovular metal riggings flashed on and rose above the stage. Then they played a song and then the violinist, guitarist, and bassist came down from thos riggings on mini stages that had LED screens on the bottom flashing trippy images. The whole show proceeded to have crazy flashing lights, AWESOME pyrotechnics, and wailing guitars...a recipe for delicious.

1 comment:

Phogles said...

hee hee hee! I love how you interject your vocabular into Mom's blog, Wil. You're so cute!

Happy Birthday, mom!