Music: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Book: Stocks, in good times and bad
I wasn't going to post, but I feel compelled - the Sinead O'Connor concert at First Avenue this past Monday could possibly be the hugest disappointment of me entire life. I have been a fan since I first heard Lion and the Cobra. She was an explosion into songwriting and political chaos. I have every album Sinead ever put out and quite a few bootlegs. So it is with a heavy heart that I confess my frustration during Monday night's concert. Terrible...TERRIBLE, it was absolutely terrible. Her voice is remarkably strong and fluid, but she didn't acknowledge the audience one bit. The music she is currently promoting is not my favorite - reggea - but if the artist believes in it then I can give it a shot; however, O'Connor sang to the floor for an hour and the moment her vocals were done within each song, she sat her ass down on the stage or a drum kit and stared off into space. I'm thinking sound check would have been a better respresentation of Sinead than the unenthused artist who sang to First Ave earlier this week. It hurts to think about the concert. My musical idol has fallen off her throne and I'm more than a little heartbroken about it.
In other news, I finally jumped on the iopd boat and look forward to listening to some books on tape.Mall of America shows starting tomorrow evening at 5 o'clock sharp! Free concerts too!
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Much Ado About...Sinead O'Connor
Music: Sinead O'Connor - compilation CD
Book: Conversational French
Snuck into Nine Inch Nails last night. Good concert. So many people were on some sort of alternative substance and the police/first aid just watched OD individuals fall over in the concourse until the injured idiot could crawl within touching distance of "assistance". Frightening to watch. The concert yanked me back to high school times before I could drive when my friends and I would sneak into a place called the Option to dance. "Head Like a Hole" got played every night. Good times...good memories. And then...big news...I'm damn near fainting as I write - Sinead O'Connor is playing First Avenue this November. If you've ever been to a live Anne Deming show, then you know I adore Sinead. When she retired in 2003 I cried for weeks and then decided to cover a tune of hers every single live show until she played again. WOO HOO! She's out of retirement and at the best of the very best of venues! I plan on sleeping outside the club if I have to but I insist on seeing the show and soaking up every second of a live performance that I can. Last year during an interview I answered the question "Who would you like to play music with" Answer: Sinead O'Connor. Another interview I was asked "Which artist would you like to see live?" Answer: Sinead O'Connor. "Who is the biggest influence on you musically speaking?" Answer: Sinead O'Connor! I could go on and on and on and on...but you get the point. I can seriously die happy once I have seen her perform. I would have driven hundreds of miles...and I still might. One show will not be enough. Possibly Chicago? New York? Sr. Louis? I LOVE HER! I don't gush often but here, this instance...I cannot gush enough. Hurray for the Irish-lesbian-catholic-psuedo-priest-ex-musician-now-musician SINEAD O'CONNOR!
Book: Conversational French
Snuck into Nine Inch Nails last night. Good concert. So many people were on some sort of alternative substance and the police/first aid just watched OD individuals fall over in the concourse until the injured idiot could crawl within touching distance of "assistance". Frightening to watch. The concert yanked me back to high school times before I could drive when my friends and I would sneak into a place called the Option to dance. "Head Like a Hole" got played every night. Good times...good memories. And then...big news...I'm damn near fainting as I write - Sinead O'Connor is playing First Avenue this November. If you've ever been to a live Anne Deming show, then you know I adore Sinead. When she retired in 2003 I cried for weeks and then decided to cover a tune of hers every single live show until she played again. WOO HOO! She's out of retirement and at the best of the very best of venues! I plan on sleeping outside the club if I have to but I insist on seeing the show and soaking up every second of a live performance that I can. Last year during an interview I answered the question "Who would you like to play music with" Answer: Sinead O'Connor. Another interview I was asked "Which artist would you like to see live?" Answer: Sinead O'Connor. "Who is the biggest influence on you musically speaking?" Answer: Sinead O'Connor! I could go on and on and on and on...but you get the point. I can seriously die happy once I have seen her perform. I would have driven hundreds of miles...and I still might. One show will not be enough. Possibly Chicago? New York? Sr. Louis? I LOVE HER! I don't gush often but here, this instance...I cannot gush enough. Hurray for the Irish-lesbian-catholic-psuedo-priest-ex-musician-now-musician SINEAD O'CONNOR!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Back from Chicago
Music: Beethoven
Book: Dead Run - PJ Tracey...it's in front of me waiting to get started
I had a lovely time in Chicago, but now I'm back in Minneapolis working on winter touring. Not as much fun I can assure you. Our sweet little kitty might be sick...we're worried, but she's still purring loudly sooooo fingers crossed. Weather is chilly and misty, awfully spooky and right up my alley. Friends and family were extraordinarily generous and inventive for my media bridal shower. What a fun way to spend the weekend...opening gifts! Gilmore Girls is tonight and this week I'm joining another addict for wine and snacks during the show. Why not make it a party?! Mr. Fiance is working the NIN show...I might see him on Thursday when he wakes up from a sleep induced coma *smile* Can't find stupid wedding shoes and have looked everywhere. Why must all designers put a bow smack dab in the middle of a shoe? Or underwear? Jeans? Shirts?! Bows bows bows. Yuk. Any suggestions?
Book: Dead Run - PJ Tracey...it's in front of me waiting to get started
I had a lovely time in Chicago, but now I'm back in Minneapolis working on winter touring. Not as much fun I can assure you. Our sweet little kitty might be sick...we're worried, but she's still purring loudly sooooo fingers crossed. Weather is chilly and misty, awfully spooky and right up my alley. Friends and family were extraordinarily generous and inventive for my media bridal shower. What a fun way to spend the weekend...opening gifts! Gilmore Girls is tonight and this week I'm joining another addict for wine and snacks during the show. Why not make it a party?! Mr. Fiance is working the NIN show...I might see him on Thursday when he wakes up from a sleep induced coma *smile* Can't find stupid wedding shoes and have looked everywhere. Why must all designers put a bow smack dab in the middle of a shoe? Or underwear? Jeans? Shirts?! Bows bows bows. Yuk. Any suggestions?
Saturday, October 1, 2005
Wonderful Mankato
Music: Tom Waits
Book: how to settle an estate
Still sick, but I made it through the show last night. Actually I had a lovely time especially because the coffee hag crew stopped down and stayed the whole damn night. Today I barely made it out of bed, but I had a great show. Chadly on djimbe was in fine form because I wandered a bit, changing strum patterns and stumping up a bridge or two...hopefully it was the cold medication ( I was severely doped up ) but it couldn't have been a brain freeze or something. Anyway, he just went with the flow and kept us on track. And I absolutely loved playing.
Book: how to settle an estate
Still sick, but I made it through the show last night. Actually I had a lovely time especially because the coffee hag crew stopped down and stayed the whole damn night. Today I barely made it out of bed, but I had a great show. Chadly on djimbe was in fine form because I wandered a bit, changing strum patterns and stumping up a bridge or two...hopefully it was the cold medication ( I was severely doped up ) but it couldn't have been a brain freeze or something. Anyway, he just went with the flow and kept us on track. And I absolutely loved playing.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
I'm only happy when it rains
Music: Michael Campbell
Book: technical trading online - Roth & How to settle an estate - Leimberg
I was asked to be an executor (female version is called the executrix - just found that out) for someone's estate in the unfortunate event that something happens to her/her family. Thought I should read up on the duties. Interesting stuff. I'm fighting a terrible cold at the moment. My voice is gone and I cough every time I breath in air. Not a good sign. Not exactly sure how I'm going to perform a show at the Wine Cafe this Friday night, but I'm toughing it out and sucking on cough drops. So sad. Keep your fingers crossed for me. I have a charity gripe. Maybe this only happens to me or maybe only the charities I support BUT each time I send someone money, within days - damn near light speed - I receive a thank you note with an envelop for another donation along with a request to possibly INCREASE my donation amount. First off, that seems like a waste of money to send me a letter. I want my money to help the charity NOT send thank you notes to make me feel better. But it doesn't make me feel better at all when instead of feeling "thanked" I feel cheated and sad. Was my initial contribution so minute that they thought it necessary to send me a note urging me to dig deeper into my purse? Or is that just standard and if so, how terrible to think that one person can give $50 and another can give $5000 and both are asked within a week to "give a little more". Maybe I'll start dontaing anonymously. Afterall, we don't really contribute to charity for the tax write-off. At least I hope that's the case. We give to GIVE. Somehow it all seesm a bit crazy. Must blow my nose...
Book: technical trading online - Roth & How to settle an estate - Leimberg
I was asked to be an executor (female version is called the executrix - just found that out) for someone's estate in the unfortunate event that something happens to her/her family. Thought I should read up on the duties. Interesting stuff. I'm fighting a terrible cold at the moment. My voice is gone and I cough every time I breath in air. Not a good sign. Not exactly sure how I'm going to perform a show at the Wine Cafe this Friday night, but I'm toughing it out and sucking on cough drops. So sad. Keep your fingers crossed for me. I have a charity gripe. Maybe this only happens to me or maybe only the charities I support BUT each time I send someone money, within days - damn near light speed - I receive a thank you note with an envelop for another donation along with a request to possibly INCREASE my donation amount. First off, that seems like a waste of money to send me a letter. I want my money to help the charity NOT send thank you notes to make me feel better. But it doesn't make me feel better at all when instead of feeling "thanked" I feel cheated and sad. Was my initial contribution so minute that they thought it necessary to send me a note urging me to dig deeper into my purse? Or is that just standard and if so, how terrible to think that one person can give $50 and another can give $5000 and both are asked within a week to "give a little more". Maybe I'll start dontaing anonymously. Afterall, we don't really contribute to charity for the tax write-off. At least I hope that's the case. We give to GIVE. Somehow it all seesm a bit crazy. Must blow my nose...
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Hi
Music: none
Book: Velez & Capra
Des Moines was a bust due to horrid weather...but I'm gonna make it up to everyone. Off to Iowa City at the Mill this Saturday with Chadly. Should be great. Mr. Fiance is planning his bachelor party in Vegas. I'm thinking I'd rather stay here in Minneapolis for mine *smile* Thank god fall is almost here I need everything to die in my yard. I've had several trees keel over from Dutch Elm Disease to the tune of several thousand dollars. Now, there are no more elms left to kill so I'm hoping the cash flow purging will now come to an end. Jeez. I'm booking xmas shows at the Mall of America this December and am so excited to be invited back. Last year was a phenomenal experience. Deck the halls and all that crap. I should post more about the Rolling Stones concert from last week which was rip your heart out fantastic. I'm still digesting the music...the experience...Mick....*ahhhhhh*
Book: Velez & Capra
Des Moines was a bust due to horrid weather...but I'm gonna make it up to everyone. Off to Iowa City at the Mill this Saturday with Chadly. Should be great. Mr. Fiance is planning his bachelor party in Vegas. I'm thinking I'd rather stay here in Minneapolis for mine *smile* Thank god fall is almost here I need everything to die in my yard. I've had several trees keel over from Dutch Elm Disease to the tune of several thousand dollars. Now, there are no more elms left to kill so I'm hoping the cash flow purging will now come to an end. Jeez. I'm booking xmas shows at the Mall of America this December and am so excited to be invited back. Last year was a phenomenal experience. Deck the halls and all that crap. I should post more about the Rolling Stones concert from last week which was rip your heart out fantastic. I'm still digesting the music...the experience...Mick....*ahhhhhh*
Saturday, September 3, 2005
Rain rain
Music: Robert Randolph
Book: Pimsluer French III
Off to Des Moines in the middle of a glorious rain storm. Mr. Fiance will be up to his eyeballs with the Rolling Stones from tomorrow through Wednesday. My lovely Aunt Candy is flying in from Chicago to see the concert with me at the Xcel center on Tuesday. I could be one of four people excited about having blues legend Buddy Guy open for the Stones. Hurray for the blues. Stop down to Java Joes in Des Moines this evening for some solo acoustic music starting at 9:30pm if you can make it. I know you won't be out boating in the storm so come inside for some soup and music. *smile*Must run. Much love - Anne
Book: Pimsluer French III
Off to Des Moines in the middle of a glorious rain storm. Mr. Fiance will be up to his eyeballs with the Rolling Stones from tomorrow through Wednesday. My lovely Aunt Candy is flying in from Chicago to see the concert with me at the Xcel center on Tuesday. I could be one of four people excited about having blues legend Buddy Guy open for the Stones. Hurray for the blues. Stop down to Java Joes in Des Moines this evening for some solo acoustic music starting at 9:30pm if you can make it. I know you won't be out boating in the storm so come inside for some soup and music. *smile*Must run. Much love - Anne
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